"I know you would."
"Thanks for the drink and nursing, I appreciate it. Talk later."
He winks at me and turns toward the elevator as I close the door.
When I turn around, Mattheo is staring at me. He stands up from his seat and finally breaks his silence.
"How could you kiss him tonight?"
I could see anger flash across his face, but something a bit deeper. Anguish? Hurt?
"Look, I didn't know he was going to do that."
Remembering the moment, I was surprised at his forwardness.
"I didn't even know he was there until he confronted me outside the powder room,"
I sigh, recalling the entire fiasco. "Sure, we had sex the other night, but I never thought he was that serious."
"But you were with me. You were my plus one, remember?"
He points to his chest, and I can see that it’s heaving. Finally, I can see the situation for what it was. Hurt is making an appearance as he exerts some form of will over it, but still it shows its face.
"Iasked youout this evening, not him."
"Can we discuss this in the morning, Mattheo?" I kiss his cheek and caress his arm, "It's been a really long night and I'm exhausted."
I look up into his eyes.
"Aren't you?"
I see the determination.
"I have absolutely no intention of leaving this evening."
He was tense, but for a different reason. He wanted something, an apology maybe?
Moving away from him, I turn around.
"Fine. The sofa awaits your presence, in a different position this time."
I turn and mock like the sofa has feelings and desires his body.
"And for what it’s worth, Iamsorry about this evening," I state.
My pajama top has released the top button and my bare breasts are slightly showing.
I know recently, I wondered what it would be like fucking Mattheo. What his cock would feel like between my legs, inside of me.
Is he a beast in bed?
I’m willing to bet my eyes betray the changing thoughts behind them. I’m getting wet just thinking about it. Funny how you can go from exhaustion to excitement in just a minute or two.
Just as a man can get defensive and territorial in an instant, we all can get hot and bothered just like that.
I snap my fingers and Mattheo looks at me quizzically. I flash him a seductive grin, backing away.
"I should let you know. The sofa is going to be a lonely place this evening."