Where I Need to Be by Kimberly Knight Read Free Book Online Page B

we had some hot moments together, but I
couldn't believe that I had actually "scheduled" it for
tonight.
    Brandon:   Hey, how are you feeling
today?
    Me:   My head feels like it got hit
with a sledge hammer.
    Brandon:   Too much alcohol will do that
you.  Will I still see you later at the gym?
    Oh God, here it was. He was expecting me to follow
through with my text.
    Me:   Yes, of course.
    Brandon:   What are you doing after the
gym?
    Was he expecting me to say “you”? I wanted to say
“you”! He was starting to become like a drug. I thought about him
constantly and just wanted to be around him.
    Me:   Yeah about that…I don’t
remember texting you last night…
    Brandon:   I figured you wouldn’t. I knew
you were drunk texting. But I have to admit that I do hope in the
future we can do what you said. :)
    Relief washed over me then was quickly followed by
panic. Did he mean the two girl thing or the blowjob in the
bathroom? Oh God!
    Me:   Yeah about that too… I have
never been with another girl.
    Brandon:   You’re so cute. That’s not
what I meant. Anyway, I’ll see you after work. 
    Me:   K :)
    I finally started to feel better after lunch;
thankfully the afternoon went faster than the morning.I arrived at
the gym to what I hoped would continue to be my daily greeting: a
kiss from Brandon. “How are you feeling? Do you really want to
work out today?”
    He obviously could see right through me. I really
didn't want to work out and had only come because I had promised I
would and really wanted to see him.
    “I am feeling better but I really don’t want to work
out.”
    “Good, I have other plans.”
    Aw shit, was it time? I knew I should have shaved my
legs at lunch!
    He took me by the hand and escorted me to the spa at
the gym. The spa? What the…
    “Every week I get a massage. This week it happens to
be today,” Brandon said with the smirk I loved to see so much.
    “What? Really?” 
    “Perks of owning the place.”
    I’d say. I would love to get a massage every week! We
walked up to the front desk and we were greeted by a cute brunette
named Ari who blushed immediately when we approached the desk.
    “Ari, Ms. Marshall will be joining me this
evening.”
    “Of course, Mr. Montgomery.” 
    We were handed robes and he
escorted me to the women’s locker room. He said he would meet me at
the exit door inside the locker room. Inside the locker room I
noticed that they had all the amenities: combs, shampoo,
conditioner, lotion, body wash and a razor.   A
razor! Score.  I hurried to shave
my legs and then made my way out to meet Brandon. 
    We were brought into the couple's room where Brandon
thankfully let me get under the sheet on the table before entering
the room. For some reason I was still a bit shy and
embarrassed.  When he came in, I slyly caught a glimpse of his
rock hard ass. I just wanted to reach out and squeeze it!
    I didn't realize how tense my body was until Christa,
my massage therapist, started to rub out the kinks. The scent of
the eucalyptus oil she used was soothing and refreshing and I was
almost asleep on the table when Christa whispered in my ear that
our session was over. I slowly opened my eyes and looked over at
Brandon as he looked back at me and gave me that smile. I had
to admit that the massage had been amazing; a girl could really get
used to this sort of treatment.

CHAPTER SIX
    Brandon picked me up at 5:30 p.m. on Friday for the
Giants game. The game didn't start until 7:15 p.m., but he and
Jason had a ritual of going early to drink beers and get food
before the game. After our massages the night before, he had driven
me home and kissed me goodnight again. Disappointment hit, but I
was also thankful that he knew I had been drunk texting the night
before. Liquid courage always made me brave.
    He drove us to his condo which wasn’t far from
AT&T Park. We walked the few blocks and greeted Jason and
Becca, who were waiting for us outside the