one of the men in the rehab to help me get
clean.”
“You never? You know?”
He barks a laugh and runs his hand through
his beautiful shaggy blonde hair. “Oh god no. It wasn’t for a lack
of trying on my part. For like the first six months I knew him I
tried to convince him to try to let me ‘show him a good time’.” He
air quotes. “He never did though and I stopped once I was clean and
had my head on straight. He’s straight. Well I’m not going to say
he’s not a little freaky in the bedroom but that’s normal.”
Thank the lord! I think I might have had a
stroke if they had actually done something. That is not another
pile of shit I want to add to my mound of life.
“So you say you know him so well. Do you
think he does love me? You didn’t think that before but Deacon and
James both thinks he is. Where is James anyway?” I glance
around.
“He’s at home. He won’t be in until later. I
told him to take some time to himself. He stayed late last night
after you went to sleep and I’ve been working him hard. As for
love? At first I was angry. I mean the seeing red angry, about him
and you and what he was doing. But now? I think he might in his own
way. It’s not normal. He gives me the feeling if you’d let him,
he’ll be dependent on you emotionally as well as physically. Not
the normal dependent either. He’s shown aggression toward others
already and it might get worse and he could get possessive. I don’t
know but I know him and if this is love he feels he won’t half ass
it. It will be all or nothing for him.”
“Do you think he’ll be mad if he finds out
I’ve been or might continue sleeping with Claire? Hypothetically of
course. I just don’t want him to get crazy and ruin the business
side of our arrangement with her.”
“Claire’s a woman. So maybe not. He might
wanna watch.” He bumps into me playfully. “Knowing Johnathan he
will give you her if that’s what you desire. He’s a giver. But he
could also play the possessive asshole part and force you to never
talk to her again. If you chose to date him or whatever in the
future. You’re kind of uncharted territory with him and I’ve never
seen him act the way he acts with you.”
I give him a confused look. “I thought you
said you see it all the time with him.”
“I did. But it’s short-lived. He stopped
fucking around even though you wouldn’t screw him. Except for you
know, Cassandra. He talked to the guys about you and he came to you
when he fucked up with drugs. I think it’s sincere. I hope it is.
Is what I meant to say. He’s a complex man and I don’t always know
his motives.” He shrugs.
I lean over and kiss him on the forehead.
“Thanks’ Stace. All of this with him is
confusing. My heart hurts still because of the Cassandra thing. But
it’s not like I can change what happened I can only change what I
do about it. So I am going to love these little babies.” I caress
my tummy. “And I’m to go on trucking the best I can.”
I cuddle into him and turn on the TV. We
spend the rest of the morning and afternoon hanging on the couch. I
make some mac n cheese for lunch and he paints my nails a pale pink
for my date tonight.
Chapter
Six
“Hurry up she’s coming to the door!” Stacy
yells down the hall.
I’ve spent the past hour re-showering, doing
my hair, shaving, putting on makeup, pink lipstick, shimmery grey
eye shadow and a crap load of mascara and eyeliner. I’m wearing
shiny black dress. It’s tight around the bust and my bra makes my
boobs push up out of the top. I’ve got hot cleavage. It flares
slightly under my breasts so you can’t see my bump. My red hair is
wavy over my shoulders, and I deep conditioned it today so it’s
extra soft.
I’m so nervous. I’ve never been on a date
with a woman before or on a date in general in a longtime. Well I
did in DC but that doesn’t count it was sudden and it was more of a
bar excursion. Plus, I’ve been horny thinking