Topsy Turvy Kinda Love
to spill my guts so I decide to give her a little more information. “Look, he’s just looking for a new place to live. His roommate is moving out soon and it just so happens that I have an extra room available. Somewhere in my brain, I decided that it would be a good idea to invite him to live with me, so I asked him. He couldn’t say yes fast enough.”“And he didn’t even want to see the place first?”
“Oh no, he saw it, but I don’t think he needed to. He didn’t seem to be paying attention when I gave him a tour. He just kept staring at me.” That thought alone gives me weird vibes. He’s willing to put his complete trust in me. Yeah, we’ve worked together quite a few shifts over the last year, but it still baffles me. How can you trust someone you don’t know?
She snorts. “Clearly, he’s not from around here…”
“I know, right? At least he doesn’t have a girlfriend. You know what that means?”
She seems to think about it for a minute before responding. “I got nothing.”
“It means I don’t have to be confined in the friend zone. He’s single, I’m single. I wanna see what he’s packing down below and I bet he’d be down for it.”
The look on her face makes me feel like she isn’t really following anything I’m saying. “Hey, Mia. I think he’s into you more so than just an “as friends” basis.”
“I don’t know, maybe he’s just looking for a hookup. He was totally into me the first day I trained him. When I said the word blowjob, his eyes lit up like a Christmas tree, and he even put his hands to his pants button like he was going to let me. He’s got some nice artillery down there and it was more than happy to try and poke its way out. My hot pocket definitely wants to play with his crotch rocket.”
She sticks out her tongue at me. “Thanks so much for the visual.”
“Please… you’re far worse than me any day of the week,” I say through a giggle. “Do I need to remind you of all the dirty details from the sex club you went to last week?”
“God, it was so fucking hot. I still can’t believe it. You should try it sometime. Let someone tie you down and dominate you like a helpless little submissive who will do anything for the big dick that belongs to your master.”
“Wait… you let people tie you up?” The thought of a sex club intrigues me. It’s something I’d always wanted to try but was never that bold. Don’t get me wrong; I love sex… somedays more than life itself, but I’ve never really been one for exhibitionism. Plus, I’m not sure I could give up that much control.
“I’ve only ever done it once. It’s definitely an experience. I, personally, prefer to be the one in charge.” She winks at me, and I wonder what she means. I’ve read about sex clubs in books. Zara definitely seems to be more of a dominatrix than a submissive. Or at least that’s how she is in real life.
“You wanna go some time? I can get you in…”
“Um. Yeah, thanks for the offer, but I’m going to pass for now.”
“Your loss…ever change your mind, you let me know. So back to Brooks. I think he’s into you, girl.” I roll my eyes at that, but she keeps going. “Look, I’m serious. You don’t see the way he stares at you as if you’re an angel that’s fallen from heaven just for him.”
I look up at the ceiling, prickles tingling up my spine. “Gah… no, he doesn’t. He’s just never seen a rainbow-color haired chick that bartends before now. I’m like one of those things that you can’t stop looking at yet can’t turn away from either.”
“Well, if you don’t see it, then I guess you’re blind. All I’m saying is that you need to be careful with him if things get to the point of between the sheets play. I mean he already tells you that you’re a pixie. Like he thinks you’re a magical creature or something.”
“Zar…”
“Look, all I’m saying is that things are about to change for you. You’re Mia, this badass. The, I bring home guys, fuck them, and then run when the feelings get tough. How do you think he’ll feel seeing and hearing you with other men? The guy has a huge crush on you.”
She sighs. “I’m just saying that him moving in changes things. Whether you want to believe it or not. I think you better think long and hard about all of this stuff. He may be your main dick for a while, so I wouldn’t want to do anything to jeopardize that. Cause going without dick for months on end… the agony. And ain’t no one got time to hit up a hotel like a prostitute.”
“I guess I hadn’t really thought about it.”
“Well, now’s your chance. Don’t get me wrong, it seems like a match made in roommate heaven. Mr. Hottie McHot Pants moves in. You get dick on the side… but don’t count your chickens before they hatch.”
“I’m not dating him, Zara. I’m letting him live with me. If we hook up occasionally, then we hook up.”
“Mia let’s be honest. Brooks is very transparent in his feelings about you, and you can deny it as much as you want to, but there’s more there than you’re letting on.”
“Great, thanks.” Our previous joint is long gone. The mood between us sober as the high wears off slowly and the thoughts I’d been pushing away start to creep in again. Before they can fully take up residence, I’m rolling up another joint and bringing it to my lips.
What would happen once he moved in? Would it really be as easy as I thought it’d be? Regardless, I need to clean up some areas, like the living room with my paint and