But I let it happenagain, the steaminess compelling me, making my fantasies come true as I took him in my mouth.
It wasn’t the sheer act but his groaning, his obsession, then our shared finish. Yet, after the physical had passed, I was left asking myself.
Now what? What’s next for us?
Nothing, it seems.
An argument, then goodbye.
I’ve forgotten my table, but I’m not going back for it.
It was wrong, what I did, using something I never should’ve known about as a weapon.
As I drive home, I think about Vanessa, wondering what she was like and how amazing she must’ve been. She was the sort of woman who made a man like Silas take note, to make him stop and care and want more than casual sexual stuff.
My cell phone rings over the Bluetooth speaker as I come to a red light.
I answer it quickly, thinking it might be Silas.
Maybe he’s called because he wants to smooth things over…he wants to tell me I’m the only woman he wants.
“Lauren?” It’s Dad, his voice tight. “Are you still with Silas?”
My heart must break a world record for picking up its pace, my chest banging, and my heart hurting.
Dad never sounds this tense. I wonder if he knows somehow.
But how could he?
“No,” I reply. “Why?”
“It’s a work thing. I can’t get hold of him. I’ll try his cell again.”
“I just left. Maybe he hasn’t checked it. Is everything okay?”
“I’m sure it will be,” Dad says. “I hope Silas treated you well.”
Dad says this as an aside, tossing it out there casually, with no real thought that his oldest and best friend wouldn’t have treated me with anything other than respect.
I don’t mention the fact I can still taste Silas’ seed in my mouth.
Swallowing was worth it when I heard his carnal moans, then his gasping like he couldn’t even summon the energy to moan.
“Yes,” I say. “He was great.”
If great means we had a fight, if great means I have no idea where we stand….
And even if I did, even if something could happen, it would mean shattering Dad’s world.
“Good to hear,” Dad says. “Hang on. He’s ringing me back. I love you.”
“Love you too, Dad,” I reply, feeling like a traitor.
It’s not a lie. Of course, I do love him, but it sounds like a twisted joke, considering what I did recently.
Clearly, Silas isn’t going to reach out to me since he’s calling Dad.
It makes sense. Silas probably hates me for wielding Vanessa’s name.