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He complies, changing the track back to the start, and the two of them belt along to every note Dave Grohl hits. How true of a musician you must be to have the ability to be a one-man band. A drummer in his past musical life, now a lead singer and guitarist. A true artist.
The song has barely ended as we pull into my apartment building lot. That's how close we were to my house, barely a four-minute song. Granted, it takes me about double that to walk it but still.
"Thanks for dinner and the ride. I hope you guys have a great rest of your night," I say, unhooking my seat belt and opening the door handle.
I turn the key in the main building door when I feel someone against my back.
"Let me walk you up," his familiar rasp tickles my ear.
The door pushes open and he is walking with me up the stairs in silence.
We reach my apartment door, my hand fumbling slightly with the key as his presence has my heart pounding. His fingers wrap around my hand, slowing its shake and instantly heating my skin. I can't tell if he is trying to hurry me to unlock it or stopping me from escaping inside.
I get my answer quickly as he turns the key, pushes the door open, closes it behind us, and has my back pinned. It all happened so fast, yet when our lips connect, time stops. It's as if time has frozen around us and all that moves is us. Our mouths fall into their familiar rhythm against each other and our hands assume the positions they gravitate to every time we are alone together.
His hardness is pushed against my stomach, my hands tangled in the hair falling out from his beanie, and every breath being swallowed between us.
"Thank you for coming with us. You and Ella seem like you like each other more than you like me," he breaks our kiss, a smile against my lips with his statement before he licks at my bottom lip requesting entry.
I let him explore my mouth for a minute before I have to push him back to answer.
"Thanks for the ride," is all I manage to get out before he closes the gap between us again.
"I wish I could give you one more ride today but I don't think I can leave her waiting in the car that long without her becoming a search party."
"As tempting as another ride sounds, I could use some rest."
He plants one more kiss, holding our lips together for what seems like forever but also only seconds.
And then his body is peeled from mine, his hand tucking his erection into the waistband of his jeans. It's a familiar act, one that I saw him do that day in his office when we first crossed the line between 'I hate you' and 'I hate not touching you'.
"Tomorrow?"
"As much as I love your sister already, I don't want to interrupt family time. Let me know when she plans to leave and I will meet up with you guys before then."
His forehead is wrinkled, not happy with my answer, but he doesn't object. His lips find my forehead for a final kiss goodbye and then I am closing the door behind him.
I kick off my shoes and drop onto my couch. I'm not sure why I don't just go lay in my bed, my whole body is screaming to rest. The adrenaline from him keeps me floating, dancing among the stars and it's exactly as I feared. I am falling for him and I can't stop it. I feel like a train without brakes running off the rails.
When I think about where I was two weeks ago, I can't help feeling like that horoscope pushed me into action, daring me to take the step I was too afraid to take. Now I am halfway through the door of my dream job and I am trying my hardest to not fall for my boss. Easier said than done.
From his soft hair to his expert fingertips, I can't help but crave him. He gets it. My obsession with working and reaching my goals. The drive to become who I have always wanted to be. He is living it and somehow is guiding me into it, too. I wonder if this was how he felt working under Patrick all those years. Honored every day to be in the presence of his knowledge, learning, and exploring with his mentor. That's what BK is to me, a mentor. Except that's not all he is.
I'm not oblivious to his reputation though. I know he doesn't get serious and he never sticks with one woman for long. He acts like I'm different, but I'm sure he has done that to them in the past as well. Today with his sister, I saw a new side of him that makes me believe he is evolving into a changed man.
While at dinner, Ella told me the most ridiculous stories from their childhood. Half the time I could have sworn she was making things up for the fun of it. Yet with every anecdote, he blushed more and defended his actions, crediting adolescent ignorance. As the big brother, it's clear he left a lasting impression on his little sister.
As someone without siblings, I envy their friendship and love. Watching the two of them playfully joking warmed me from the inside out. My stupid brain wonders if we will develop stories like that, not as siblings but as lovers. If someday our friends would be sitting at the table with us and thinking to themselves how perfect we are together.
Or are we too similar? Warren and I didn't work because we were too different, him prioritizing our relationship and me prioritizing my career. If Brett and I are both driven toward our careers, who will be there to prioritize our relationship? Would it sustain itself from lack of time to not only nourish it but no time to ruin it either?
I wish I knew what this train was barreling towards so I knew if I should jump off or wait until we arrive at the station. Either way, I have a ticket and it's non-refundable.
My phone dings and I instantly smile knowing it's Brett. They must be back at his place already. I pick up my phone to reply, ready to tell him to pay attention to his sister who traveled all this way to see him.
It's not Brett and it's not a text message. And it's going to change everything.
Thisisthetwenty-ninthtime Stan has called me today. The shoot is over and I managed to keep myself out of trouble, which means his calls go directly to voicemail. Do not pass go, and do not collect $200. After everything that happened before the shoot started and what's going on with Carter, I'm not ready to jump into another job right now.
