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She blushes a bright Heinz ketchup red, “have sex. I want us to have sex.”
My heartbeat races and panic flips my stomach so much I think I’m going to be sick. I can’t believe I’m saying this out loud. Propositioning him. Yes, I asked him to have sex with me. I think I’m going to die of embarrassment. I turn to leave but his voice stops me. “Are you sure?”
Tears prick my eyes and I drop them straight to the floor like a brick. I must have done something wrong if he’s asking if I’m sure. “I’m so embarrassed. I’ll just leave now. Forget I said anything.”
“Stay.”
Stay? Am I a dog? My eyes fly back up to glare at him and snap at him. Instead he raises his hands in front of him. “I’m sorry I said it like that. I didn’t want you to run out of here.”
I shrug up a shoulder at him. “Okay. So, do you?” I hope I don’t sound desperate. Who am I kidding. I am. I don’t want to be that scared sixteen-year-old anymore. I want a life and I want that life to include Griffin. He’s the one I’ve always wanted. I don’t care anymore if he traded my father with my life for three months. I want this now, more than anything.
A smile curves the ends of his lips, as if I’m amusing him. “This isn’t funny.” I want to stomp my foot like the teenager I was, I’m an adult now so I can’t.
“I’m sorry you think I was making fun of you. I wasn’t. Really. I’ve always been attracted to you.” He stands, his hands in the front pockets of his designer slacks, strolls over to me.
He laughs at himself, “I didn’t mean it that way. I’ve always thought you were something special and we had some kind of a…I don’t know.” Red colors his cheeks and I don’t think I’ve ever seen him blush.
I take a few steps to him, my heart flips like a gymnast doing triple backflips. I’m scared and yet I’m not. I know what he means by being attracted. There is some kind of link between us. I don’t care about any age difference. I don’t care if anyone is against us. We were always meant to be together, in this life and probably if there is a next life.
“I know what you mean, Griff.”
“I’m leaving early. I’m taking my clothes and makeup to Kathy’s with me. I’ll see you two in the morning.” Auntie Angelina stands in the doorway to the office. Her hands on each side of the doorway and scowls at Griff, pointing a finger she shakes at him, “you make sure you order that food. I put a list on the kitchen counter.”
“Sure, mom. Have a good time and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” He smirks at her, she walks over to him, slightly slapping one cheek while kissing the other.
“Watch yourself, young man.”
He laughs, holding his flat stomach, ”young man huh?”
She waves a hand at him, “oh, pisssh posh. You be a good boy.” She chastises him as only a mother can.
He shakes his head at her. I know how much he loves her since it’s only been the two of them since his father died. She reaches up on her tip toes and pulls him down to her by his ears. He obligingly bends his knees and she kisses both his cheeks and waves at me. “See you two in the morning. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” And she winks walking out the door, a click is loud in the otherwise now silent room.
“You don’t think.” We echo each other, we both look at each other, our gazes clashing and we both look at the door.
“She couldn’t know.” I say, I gaze from him back toward the direction the front door is and back to him. His eyes heat, running up and down my body. I’m still wearing my sleep shorts. They’re not indecent or anything, they are short just coming to below my ass cheeks. There’s nothing wrong with my t shirt either except. Except I’m not wearing a bra. Fuck.
I rub my bare feet against the white carpet, the pink polish on my toes shine in the light shinning through the multiple windows. Little specks of dust motes float, visible in the bright sunlight. It’s stupid the things you think about or see when you’re nervous.
“Why don’t I take you out to dinner.”
“I’m already dressed for bed.”
“I see.” His voice is deep and dark and dangerous. Dangerous for my sanity. I want to run over and jump him. Rub my body against him like a cat in heat because I’m feeling pretty hot right now.
“Okay. We’ll eat in. Pizza?” Griff stalks in my direction, his footsteps silent on the thick carpet. To me it’s as if every step he takes is a step of a predator. Careful steps. Precise steps.
“Sure. Pizza sounds great. Actually it sounds perfect.” I beam a grin at him. He picks up his phone and hits a contact in his cell. “You must call a lot if they’re in your contacts.”
“Single guy here. Lots of pizza nights whether here or at the office.” He waves a hand at me to take a chair as he talks on the phone. “What do you like?”
“Huh?”
“Pizza. What do you like?”
“Oh, duh. Cheese. I love six cheese. All cheese.” I ramble like a moron, not knowing how to shut up.
“Let’s go to the living room while we wait. Put the television on. Relax. Get to know each other better. Sound good?” He releases the buttons on his dress shirt and rolls the left sleeve up three times. Reaches over to his right sleeve and does the same, rolling it up three times, the veins on his forearms protrude with every movement he makes. Everything about this man is sexy. It’s disgusting that he’s so attractive and enticing.
