I stood outside my car looking at the parlour's entrance. He'd told me to give them thirty minutes...I didn't mind. It gave me time to find Quint and Rashid, the favorite son the look into Barnard. Who, wanted to come here with me.
They had said they were 'stressed' and needed to cool off. Good for them but thirty minutes had been up two hours ago. Had they fallen asleep in a massage room? Or had they gotten into some trouble that needed to be looked into?
I look at my watch debating on going in when I heard people speaking, a lady holding the door and thanking them but my eyes were only stuck on someone.
Oh Lord! Was it okay to jump someone on the streets?
I move off the car hood and walk towards him...no them...my eyes were only looking at him though. He's always had long hair, heading towards his shoulders. Most of the time he didn't care much about it ...unless it was a certain serious scenario. I'd always kept it in a manbun because he didn't like it getting all over, I think it's better than all of it in a bun,, it didn't look cute enough.
Though most of the time when he was looking concentrated enough I'd be gulping mouthfuls and wanting to get rid of the hair tie.
Now it was dyed and styled. The black hair with silver accents...at night. It seems these two didn't enjoy me having my peace, I know it must be Taffy's idea. Damn he looks hot... enticingly so, I want to devour him.
I think it took hours for me to get to him before I cupped his face and was soon stealing a kiss...okay! Just this alone wasn't enough to put out the fire, looks like another night spent in the bathroom.
Up close, I realize he has his ears pierced. The studs look good on him, what doesn't look good on him now?
"Darling..."
No Riley, leave the gutter...come to the light. But this is the light I want...tsk! Taffy this guy knew how to throw his friend into the darkest of spaces, was that bandage something serious?
"Let's go, I'll drop Taffy off "
I lead them to the car, open the doors, helped them settle their bags and move to the driver's seat. Why had he chosen to do this now? I couldn't even look at him without thinking about the trouble I'd be in once I made a move.
"Should I inform nana first? You know just in case someone gets a heart attack."
"You don't have one, they'll be fine."
Okay...now he's angry...and the reason he's angry is what's giving me a headache.
"I am not reacting the way I should because I don't think your friend needs to know everything happening in your love life."
"I don't mind!"
This kid, should I throw him out? I am being generous here not wanting to make him jealous and stuff and he's trying to get on my nerves.
There was silence, like Blane was contemplating asking him to get his own means of transport or maybe re-thinking his showing off strategy.
"Let's drop him off quick and get ourselves back."
Guess he still had his humanity intact. I'd have gotten them to leave if it were me, they were grownass adults and could take great care of themselves. In fact, I don't think I'd have let them in in the first place. That being said, I need to tell my parents I was meeting someone's parents soon.
I'd asked nana and she'd said they were away on a work trip...they be back by weekend. After a month, was it wrong to get to meet someone's parents?
Not that we'd dated for a month, I'd known him for a month. I think about it as I drive the two who are chatting about celebrities and their red carpet looks. They seem happy...that haze of the whole day gone, I am happy for them.
Once we got to the room, I told him to go shower first. If he stays around me for a few more seconds, the restraint I'd been training myself to have would snap. I really wanted to pin him down and make sure he doesn't get to walk for a week.
"Aren't you going to help me?"
Maybe I shouldn't strain too much.I really want to pin him down...but I'd promised myself. One because of his age and another because of that vow at the temple years ago.
'If I find someone who moves my heart, I'll make sure to avoid intimacy until I'd made formal introductions with family...that year sure had been both the best and the worst.
I stand, knowing he doesn't mean it...his very movements showed he himself wasn't ready for the next step. Though he behaved like he was which was frightening at times.
As I walked towards him, the gulp he took spke volumes.
"Are you sure you want me to?"
I smle at his tiny step backwards.
"I could help you..."
I hold his wrist so he could stop backtracking then my other hand found itself beneath his shirt.
"...you want me to?"
Kissing is intimate enough, jerking him off is a no I don't want to trip into. If I get to do it, I might get more tempted yet that in itself was a boundary not to be crossed yet.
I bite his lip which makes him gasps and gives me the door to finally seek the warmth within. I don't really want to let go.
"R... Riley!"
The labored breathing, the eyes that had gotten all glassy...I know he isn't ready, me too. But just seeing this sight was making me have clouded judgement already. I close my eyes and drop both of my hands before taking a step back.
"Go shower, I'll help you dry your hair."
And he couldn't have left any faster...wait his hair, I look at the tie I my hand and sigh... darn it!
"We aren't ready yet."
I roll it to my wrist and begin some push-ups. He has to finish his shower, I have to help with drying his hair before I get into the bathroom myself. That is if he doesn't act all clingy.
My business couldn't wait or I'd be in trouble...mostly with a double kill from him. I should probably get to hospital for a check up in some matters.