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I shake my head and then start cleaning up some of the packaging that covered the bed frame pieces.
Keiko is bending over as she screws two pieces together, and I can see down her shirt. Two perfect breasts sway, soft mounds that make my hands twitch with the need to touch.
I feel myself heating up, so I tell her I’m getting water since we’re almost done with the bed frame. I splash some water onto my face and take a few deep breaths.
Calm yourself, lady.
I get two glasses of water, put them on the nightstand, and then leave to get the mattress. While sliding it into the room in front of me, I see Keiko peel up her T-shirt to wipe her brow. The bottom of her breasts shows, as well as her soft, flat stomach with a piercing in her navel.
I nearly swallow my tongue.
I push the mattress to the wall in my bedroom, and Keiko checks the frame by wiggling it.
“Yep.” she says, “I think it’s done.”
We each take a side of the mattress and push it onto the frame, settling it and then taking a step back to look at our work.
“Not bad.” Keiko smiles at me, and I smile back.
Then out of nowhere, she jumps onto the bed, bouncing on it and laughing like a five-year-old. I open the box with the pillows and blanket and toss them on the bed. Keiko arranges them, and as if by habit, she takes the right side, and I lie on the left. We naturally pick sides of the bed. It’s like we’ve been living with each other for years.
We stare up at the ceiling, our hands at our sides, and only the sound of our breathing fills the room.
Chapter 3: Keiko
Afterafewbeatsof silence, I turn to Erin and ask, “So, what’s your story?”
“What do you mean?” she turns to face me.
“I mean, what made you move from Texas?”
“Well.” She curls up like she’s about to tell a bedtime story. “I broke up with my girlfriend, got fired, and as I said, my parents had gone on a cruise, so I couldn’t exactly go to them for advice. So instead, I came across a study by some scientist at UBS when I was up late at night eating ice cream. It’s about the batteries used in solar power, and I just clicked on the school. After some research, I found a position I could take, sent in my application and got approved. It was a freakin’ miracle. I took a chance, and it paid off.”
I took a chance, and it paid off.
Sounds like something I should try.
Her face is so close that I can see the little freckles that cover her nose and upper cheek. The way her blue eyes have a hint of green in them. She really is so fucking beautiful. She licks her lips, and I don’t stop myself this time. I reach out and gently run my thumb over her bottom lip. And she lets me. She watches me run it over her bottom lip, then the top one. Her tongue darts out, and I feel it against my skin.
I lean in closer, and we’re breathing each other’s breath as anticipation grips us hard. Erin gives in to the last inch as if in slow motion, and our lips meet. Her bee-stung lips meet mine as I cup her face. She slips her tongue into my mouth, and I give it a little suck. Erin moans and I feel my pussy pulse at the sound. I wonder if she’ll sound like that when I make her come.
We pull back, chests heaving, panting. Erin’s lips are swollen, and I want to kiss her again. But this time, harder. I want to feel her body pressed against mine as I tangle my hand in her hair and pull her to me. Both my hands are cupping her face, and I lean in for another kiss when my phone goes off.
Fuck.
With a sigh of disappointment, I reach behind me and pull out my phone. It’s a text from Sarah reminding me she’s making a late-night dinner at my place.
I groan. I’m conflicted. I don’t want to ditch my friends, but I want to continue what I’m doing with Erin.
“Listen,” I sig. “I have to go.”
The look of disappointment on her face squeezes my chest.
“I swear it’s not you. My friend is making a late-night dinner for us at her place. She has this new recipe she wants to try out but has been coming home late recently. We agreed to it last week. It’s a long story.”
I try to think of something to reassure her that I like her. That I want her to see her again.
“Would you like to go out with me tomorrow night?” I blurt out.
