“Yeah, well, I’m here,” she stammers, her face red as a tasty marinara. “Is there…something I can do for you?”
I can think of about a thousand things she could do for me right now, and a thousand things more I could do for her. But as I get to my feet, I keep my distance.
“You were right.” I let my words linger in the air – let them sink in. I can see Yara’s mind working to process them, but it doesn’t take her long.
“About?”
She’s playing dumb. She knows.
“Come on.” I smile, stepping closer. “You know what about.”
Another step closer.
I can smell the shampoo she used in the shower now. It’s uncomfortable to walk with this hard-on. I need to unzip.
Her lips aresoplump and kissable. I can’t imagine what they’d feel like wrapped around my cock right now.
“D-Delilah…” she finally says. I knew she understood.
I nod. “Sheisterrible, Yara, and Ishouldn’tbe with her, Yara,.” I reach out and gently run the back of my hand down her arm. Her skin is so soft. I can’t imagine what the rest of her must feel like. “There’s someone else I should be with, Yara…”
Yara’s beautiful green eyes widen as she looks at me. Looking at her just feels so right. Here.Thisis where I’m meant to be.
“W-who?” she whispers.
“You, Yara,” I say, leaning in. She opens her mouth slightly, ready for what she knows I want. And what I want is to kiss her - to kiss those beautiful, juicy lips. But I can’t. Not yet. “But I can’t have you.”
“What!?” she gasps. “Lyle, why? Do you think I don’t like you? Because I—”
“No.” I smile. “It’s not that.”
“Then what is it?” She looks hurt, confused. And that’s the last thing I want for her. I reach out and take her hand in mine. I can see it comforts her, but it only makes holding back on my part even harder.
“I’m still with Delilah, Yara,” I reply. “Technically.If I were to make a move on you right now, I’d be a cheater, and I don’t want you to think of me that way. Understand?”
A tiny smile and sense of relief fills her gorgeous face. She nods her head. “I understand.”
“Do you have any plans tomorrow night?”
She smiles at the silliness of my question and shakes her head. “I did, but I could move them if you had something in mind…”
“Well, I was thinking that tomorrow night, you and I could go out for dinner.”
Her blush deepens. “Are you sure you can make that work, Lyle?”
I nod, stroking the red on her cheek. “Don’t worry, beautiful. I’ll make it work. But first, let me explain to you why I’ve been with her in the first place.”
5
Yara
My alarm wakes me,and I open my eyes to the two glowing squares of light on my ceiling that are there every morning from the sun that comes through my windows. For some reason, they seem brighter today as I get up and go to the bathroom to start my morning routine.
Going to dinner with Lyle tonight, I think as I shower. I couldn’t be more excited, but I also don’t see how he’s going to make that happen. Delilah is my boss, and he also lives with her.Ilive right next door to the house he shares with her, and they’re in a relationship that he’s been forced into by the local drug kingpin.
Part of me wassorelieved when he told me the story of how her father came to him and forced them into dating, as it meant he never was into her in the first place, but another part of me now wonders how in the world he’s going to ever leave her.
But he said he would make it work, so I guess I’ll take his word for it.