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ChapterEleven

Ballerina Roman meets John.

“Okay, okay! We’re going and we love you!”

I laughed and waved as Dad drove away with Mum still trying to hang out the window. I’d been apprehensive about them going away for a whole week despite what I’d told her. But, now I was just glad it was going to give me some serious alone time to think about what I’d done.

Not that I thought I deserved to be punished or anything. I just wasn’t sure I’d had time to process it or what it meant. Roman might have shown me there was another side to him, but what did sleeping together mean?

Neither Mum nor Dad had seemed to notice anything different about me that morning. So, that was good. I mean, are you supposed to look different after? Was that even a thing? I know books and movies tell you that you feel different, more adult or something. Personally, I couldn’t say I felt older or wiser or better or…well, anything except unsure.

And I wasn’t unsure about having done it. I was, though, now rather unsure about how first time sex was being depicted in movies compared to the reality. I was still a little tender, there was this sort of dull ache but it wasn’t entirely uncomfortable.

And yes, I got the implication of the whole unsafe thing. But, I was on the pill and I took it every day – the doctor always said the pill was only ineffective if there was user error. So, I wasn’t going to panic unless there seemed something to panic about, and it would be another few weeks before I’d have any idea anyway.

Obviously pregnancy wasn’t the only concern, I know. And taking Roman at face value may have been a poor choice, but I trusted him when he said–

“Piper!”

I looked over and saw Carmen waving.

Of course, my initial thought was that she knew I’d lost my virginity to her degenerate son and she was going to think I was a slut. But, then sense took over and I realised I didn’t care what she’d think if she found out because, even if he was done with me now, I wasn’t just another one of those girls. I hadn’t just fallen for him instantly and thrown away my morals; I’d got to know him and we’d just accidentally found ourselves…together.

“How are you, dear?” Carmen asked and I pulled my head out of my own arse long enough to smile at her.

“Good, thanks. How are you? How’s Maddy?”

I wandered over to her as she answered, “I’m good, thank you. Glad it’s the weekend. You kids should really enjoy your holidays while you have them! Maddy, poor love, has a bit of a sniffle. But, we’ll see how she is when she wakes up. Poor thing sleeps like the dead when she’s got a cold.”

“Oh, well I hope she’s feeling better soon.”

“Thank you, love.” She started pulling groceries out of the car.

“Do you want some help?”

Carmen looked up, surprised but in a good way. “If you don’t mind? I think Roman’s still asleep.”

I smiled. “That wouldn’t surprise me.”

And no, I didn’t think my sex skills were that amazing that I’d worn out Roman Lombardi. It just happened to barely be half ten in the middle of the school holidays. I was surprised I was awake to be honest.

I walked over to her car and took a bunch of the bags for her, then followed her to the back door.

“You didn’t have to do this, Piper. Thank you again. Roman would usually. But, he’s been so good about Maddy that I thought I’d give him a bit of respite. I knew he’d wake up if she did, so I took the time out to get the shopping done.”

I nodded as I followed her to the kitchen. I hadn’t been in their house before; it was really nice. It was bigger than ours, all open plan and modern chic. The judgemental arse in me would never have imagined Roman would have ever set foot in a place like this, let alone lived there.

“No worries. I imagine it’s different having a little one in the house again.”

Carmen chuckled. “It is. I thought I’d put that all behind me when Roman got all independent. It’s sort of nice in a way, having a small one around. But, when you want that second glass of wine or to go out, you remember why you didn’t have more kids.”

I smiled at her. “I don’t doubt that. Well, you let me know if I can do anything to help.”

She looked at me like I was already doing so much. But, all she said was, “Can I get you a drink?”

“Uh, sure. Yes. Please.” Let it not be said that little Piper Barlow forgot her manners even when flustered. Especially in the face of the mother of the guy she’d lost her virginity to the night before.

“Coffee?”

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