Should I have let them go like that, maybe not. But I want to trust Barnard liked him like he said he did and that he'd tackle his issues together this time, like maybe bring people in. This kid seems to have fallen for Barnard, to the point he was willing to sell himself short.
And now back to my koala. The human shaped one who was clinging to me and feeling me up. It was great that I hadn't gotten myself drunk, sex on a highway had to be against the law. I also don't want his first time with me to be the same as what happened to his friend. I don't want to take him when he was as drunk as a fish.
"Y.yo.you...have pa..packs."
"Are they to your liking?"
"They...feel nice."
Great to know he thinks so but hell those naughty hands...and the way those words rolled out, though slurry felt sexy...no I had to think of something else. Something like Kristoff, what was he up to these days and hands... That's my crotch for crying out loud.
I parked at the side of the road before trying to pry those fingers away as I got my helmet off.
I don't think I want to hear anymore of those whines that felt like moans from the speaker in my helmet.
"Baby, come on look at me..."
Damnit!
The dorms don't seem ideal in such a situation. I need to think of something else, like work, the project Quint wanted an opinion on...then survive some half hour ride, easy, right?
I just need to get home soon or else...and he needs to sleep this out while I need a bathroom, or a hand...mouths work too.
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My head...damn. I shouldn't have drunk even a sip, I'll never drink again. I looked around the room, trying to check on myself along the way only to sit up ...headache! No, wait...No! No! No! Where the hell was this...I didn't have my clothes on, I looked around then to the blanket that had fallen off.
That's when I realized there's a sting in my shoulder and these clothes though they fit perfectly aren't mine. Something is obviously wrong.
The door opening made me turn towards it only to see a middle aged man in a suit walk in.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Mr. Stephan, you're awake. My name's George. The young master asked me to check on you. There are..."
"Who are you?"
My breathing was becoming erratic, the room felt like it was closing in...I want out, I want out, Riley, where was Riley? I want Riley. Someone has bitten me, I know that type of sting.
Who was young master? Taffy was supposed to have... where's Taffy?
The person hugging me was trying to say something but I just wanted to be let me go. The walls were caving in...
"...baby! It's Riley... it's me, I am right here...breathe...okay...breathe. Follow me, Blane look at me. I love you... it's Riley..."
Riley, Riley's here. I tried to breathe, I tried to get in as much air, I tried to get myself attuned with him until l was able to calm down. Riley, it really was Riley.
"Riley!"
"I am right here babe, I won't leave. I am sorry.".
"Where were you? Where are we? Where's Taffy? Don't let anything happen to Taffy, he..."
"Hey, hey, you're okay, we're safe now. Taffy is okay as well. This is my house, your house too if you want. If not, we can find someplace else."
His place? I looked at his face, at his eyes watching, waiting for the lie...
"That man...he came in, he said young master, who's young master I don't..."
I don't want to meet any young master ever ...I don't want to meet people I don't know...
"Blane, look at me...baby, look at me."
The deft fingers that were used to holding my chin up were back at display.
"That man is George. He takes care of the little properties we own here...all the five of us."
"I am the butler."
"George, leave, get me the soup from the kitchen downstairs..."
"But..."
"Now!"
"Yes master."
I looked between the two. So he was the master...fuck, I wanted this side of me hidden from Riley as long as possible. Looking around the room, I should have seen that painting of me and him just opposite where I was, should have seen the photo on the bedside of me and him at some food stall. Kristoff had taken it saying it was cute. I hadn't even known he'd had it framed.
"I am sorry I left you alone, I should have waited for you. I..."
"What's the time?"
"Blane!"
He sighed before gathering me into his arms one more time. Somehow he got a pill and water down my throat without coaxing.
"This place is ours, a family home for the five of us. It's where we mostly gather if we want to just be together without outsiders around. Kristoff stays here most of the time though. I wanted to show it to you, it's some distance from school and I was thinking of us moving here at the end of the semester."
"You all stay here?"
"Yeah! We are always orbiting each other so this is one place to just stay together and be normal, be a normal family."
"I'll talk to mom and dad."
"I can do that for you. I just thought to get input on it with you. There are two other places we can choose from."
"Wil they also stay here?"
"Kristoff and Rashid will. Quint may come by once in a while and Barnard...no one can really tell anymore."
"Then we can stay some days when you can drive for long. But we need some place near school."
"Sure!"
Maybe it was his way if making me stop thinking about stuff and giving me time to process my sorroundings but it helped. I am glad he isn't pushing me into revealing anything."
"I love you. You know that right. I will do anything and everything to see you happy. I got this for you."
He gave me a watch...it was a different make but I am sure it's the same as one I had had before. Press the button and he'll know when I am in distress.
"It somehow also syncs to your heart. Like a heart monitor for when it becomes hard to press it."
It was great, but it could also bring him in when I don't want him to. But he was already putting in effort merely from the tiny things he'd seen. Maybe it was high time he knew more things about me.
The house looked cool three hours later after the soup and a good nap. It's afternoon already which doesn't look good for me but it's okay.
"I still want to sew close to you."
"Done!"
"Share your walk in closet."
"Already do!"
"What did I do last night Riley?"
I had tried asking that question but it seems he'd been ready each time, deflecting it at every turn.
We'd talked about food, fashion then of course the men around us. Somehow it had gotten Nicole delving more into her relationship then sex and a wormhole had been created.
I got horny, totally acceptable if you saw my boyfriend who apart from the perfect kissing sessions had groped me, made out with me a few times but nothing more.
Had I pushed myself on him, that is kinda pathetic if he chose to brush me off...this jerk. I cursed and turned to walk away.
"Blane!"
"Don't talk to me."
"You didn't do anything awful."
"I cameonto you and you practically left me a virgin after, why?"
"Don't you want to remember our first time together?"
"What if I am no virgin?"
"I wouldn't care. I want our first time to be memorable."
He wrapped his arms around me and kissed right where that sting had been this morning. Now its purple-red though if I am right he did it out of frustration which I kinda like.
"But you know, for that to happen, there are steps to take, like prepping yourself so you won't get torn into two."
Okay, but why does he have to say it like that? The reason I had called Taffy and Kaleb out last night was because I wasn't clear about some things and also because I wasn't sure I was ready for that step. Should I have talked to him instead?
But I am friggin shy...and not even once or maybe just once or twice have I seen him half naked. Nothing too much to give me an idea on anything.
"Need my help?"
The whisper made me shudder and try to wiggle out of his hold.
"I am good to go."
"I love you darling, I really do but one of these days I might just snap. And you'll have to take me whole."
Feeling the bulge, I stood rooted, no way, I no longer want to talk to this guy.