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“What are you doing?” I chuckle against his chest.
“Helping you move a muscle.”
Kyle carries me to the bathroom, and we both take a shower together but not before Kyle makes sweet love to me in the shower, making me scream as I cum.
When we curl up in bed, I rest my head against his chest while he protectively wraps his arm around me. And as I drift off to sleep, I’m reminded that I’ve crossed a line, and I’m most going to regret this decision by morning when I come down from this high.
In the morning I wake up to the sound of my phone buzzing. I try to reach for it with my eyes still closed and when I can’t seem to find it, I finally decide to open my eyes. And the moment I do, last night’s escapades come rushing like a flood.
The side of the bed where Kyle had been lying last night is now empty but the scent of his cologne lingers and I find myself taking a sniff of the sheets.
I finally find my phone under one of my pillows, and see my mum is the one calling. “Hello, Mama.”
“Hello, Jewel, did I wake you?”
I clear my throat. “I’m up now.” I sit up on the bed with my back resting against the headboard.
“We didn’t see you at the chapel.”
“Chapel?” I trail off when I immediately remember that today is Mark’s memorial. I had completely forgotten about it.
Every year since my brother died, my parents always hold a mass in his remembrance. It’s a ritual that can’t be broken. A feel guilt wash over me for forgetting about my brother’s anniversary.
“Jewel are you there?” My mother’s voice brings me out of my thoughts. I had completely forgotten that she was still on the line.
“I’m sorry mama, I meant to come but I lost track of time.” I glance at the clock beside me and notice that it’s already past 12 p.m. How did I end up sleeping in this long?
“It’s okay dear, would you join your father and me for dinner later this evening?”
Everything in me screams for me to say no. Because I already know what the topic of discussion is going to be at that dinner. It’s going to be all about Mark. How he would have made them proud if he was still alive...
Not that I’m jealous of my late brother, but it’s just that I really wish that my parents would channel half of the energy they use in loving a dead child towards the one that’s alive.
I wish they would stop comparing me to Mark and just love me. “Jewel, did you hear me?” My mother asks when she didn’t get any response to her answer.
“Yes mama, I will come for dinner.”
“Will you be coming with Kyle?”
“I doubt if he would be free, but I will ask him and let you know.”
After I end the call with my mother, I get out of bed to use the restroom, and the moment I get out of bed, I wince because I feel slight pain in muscles, I had no idea existed before.
A smile makes its way to my lips as I enter the bathroom and I remember all the things Kyle and I did in the shower last night.
As I sit on the toilet, I wonder what this means for our relationship. Was last night a one-time thing? Or is it going to happen often?
This was supposed to be to be a fake marriage, sex wasn’t part of the plan. In a few months, Kyle would become the CEO of his father’s company and we would have to get a divorce.
My grandmother used to say that sex complicates things, I didn’t understand what she meant until now. Because I was thinking clearly until last night happened. Now I’m confused.
After relieving myself I brush my teeth, take a shower, and go down to the kitchen to grab something to eat. As I approach the kitchen the smell of bacon wafts through my nostrils.
“It smells good in here, Maria….” my words trail off when I walk into the kitchen and find Kyle standing by the stove dressed in black sweatpants.
“Hey, sleepy head,” he greets me with a smile.
“Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” I ask, surprised and happy to see him all at the same time.
