Page 94 of If I Could


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As I race to my room to put one on, I hear him talking. “Can I come in? My hands are full.”

His hands are full?With what?

Hurrying back to the door, I open it and see him holding a large pizza box and a six pack of beer.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, taking the beer from him.

“What do you mean? I told you I was coming over.”

I step aside and let him in. He’s wearing jeans today, but not the ones he wore the other night. These look new, like he just bought them. They’re dark and fit tight on his ass. He has a nice ass.

“I’ll put this in the kitchen.” He walks over there and I follow him with the beer. It’s warm so I put it in the fridge.

“I thought you said you’d call if you were coming over.”

“I did.” He turns me toward him and puts his arms around my waist. It feels like something a boyfriend would do. If we’re keeping this casual is that allowed? I don’t know what the rules are for a casual, short-term relationship. I’ve always gone into relationships thinking they’ll last.

“I didn’t get a call from you.”

“I left a message like a half hour ago.”

“Oh. It must’ve been when I was on the phone with my mom. I didn’t even notice you’d called. After we hung up I went right in the shower.” I look down at my clothes. “As you can see, I’m not really dressed for company.”

“You look great. We’re just eating pizza and watching movies, right?”

“Well, yeah, but I’m not wearing, um…undergarments.”

He laughs. “Undergarments? You mean like a bra?”

“And um, other things.”

“Going commando, huh? You do that often?”

“No.” I push him back. “And stop talking about this. It’s embarrassing.”

“I say you stick with what you’re wearing. You put it on so you’d be comfortable so why put something on that makes you uncomfortable?”

“Because it’s even more uncomfortable to be on a date when you’re not wearing a bra and panties.”

He smiles. “I think that’s hot.”

“It is if you’re…” I go around him. “Never mind. Let’s eat.”

“We need to let the beer chill.”

“Then the pizza will get cold.”

“Then we’ll heat it in the oven.”

“What do you want to do while we wait?”

“Play charades?” he says with a smile.

“Yeah, that’s funny. How about we go sit in the living room?”

“Only if you sit on my lap.”

He’s being very flirtatious tonight and he’s in a good mood. He’s not so serious. He must’ve had a good day of writing.

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