HIM
is big, the length is long, and the girth is thick. Everything about this man is turning out to be questionably perfect. He's too good to be true. They do not make a lot of guys like him.WE FINALLY ARRIVE BACK AT my dad’s; Luke helps us haul our bags inside. Ris heads into the house while Luke and I say our goodbyes and have another sensual kissing moment but nothing too hardcore. I can tell he is hesitant to leave, and I do not want him to, but I need some alone time with Ris.
Once Luke leaves, Ris and I veg out on the couch watching movies for the rest of the afternoon as she works through her hangover.
I must have nodded off when the smell of something burning wakes me. I sit up and notice that Ris is no longer next to me on the couch. I can hear her trying to be quiet in the kitchen as she fumbles with things. I get up from the couch to see what it is she is up to.
"Are you trying to burn down the house?" I ask, sarcastically.
"Bitch, I'm cooking us some Alfredo, but I dropped some sauce on the burner thing. I've never cooked without the glass top before," she snarls.
I giggle and thank her for her kind gesture. I'm surprised that she even attempted to cook at all. I usually do all the cooking back home, or she orders out for us. It looks quite tasty.
"You and Luke seem like you are becoming pretty serious. Are you going to start dating him now?" Ris asks, seeming quite concerned.
"I don't know what is going on between us or what's going to happen. I still have to talk to Troy about everything as have not completely ended shit with him yet. There are loose ends to tie up and kinks to iron out," I reply.
“What? You're still with Troy? Ooo, scandalous,” she boasts.
She loves any opportunity to pick on me and poke fun at my relationship choices or lack thereof.
“No, there's no scandal. Troy and I are not together technically, but I don’t think telling him over a text is the right thing to do. I haven't had the time to call and talk to him about it yet.”
“Yeah, 'cause you’ve been preoccupied with Mandingo!” Ris bursts out in laughter while poking her tongue out the side of her cheek repeatedly and humping the air.
She is so obnoxious. I roll my eyes in disgust at her use of gross bodily actions and laugh.
"Shut up!" I shout.
I do need to talk to Troy. He's messaged me numerous times this weekend, and I have not replied to one of them. Maybe Ris can help me talk to him while she is here, so I won't feel so inapt to weaken and retract what I want to say to him. She can be my moral support. There must be a reason why it took me so long to consider seeing Tory when I am here for merely a week and can't keep my legs closed around Luke.
Troy is very handsome and has a nice body, one I've never seen, not fully clothed. So, who's better looking doesn't have any play here. There is just something about Luke that makes me want to be with him every second of every day. He's simply enthralling. On the other hand, I could go days, even weeks without seeing Troy.
I believe in the month since we started seeing one another, we've only seen each other twice. I've seen Luke every day since we met, granted he works at my dad's shop. That does help a lot, but that's also how we became close. We both were close to my dad in our own ways. Something, I would like to find out more about.
Ris talks me into calling Troy while we sit down to eat the dinner. He answers after the first ring. I start the conversation out very nonchalantly and ease my way into letting him know that I am not in the right state of mind to be seeing anyone right now. It is partially true, but I want to be with Luke at the same time. I'm not even making any sense to myself. I need help.
Troy assures me he understands and that he will wait until I am ready because he likes me a lot and thinks we are great for each other. He makes me feel awful and want to spill the beans about Luke to him, but Ris helps me fight the urge to do so before ending the call. Feeling like an absolute asshole, I sit on the couch, ignoring Ris's philosophical speech and flip through the channels on the TV.
My phone buzzes, assuming it's Troy having more to say about our conversation, but it's Luke.
I can't stop thinking about you. I miss you right next to me. Goodnight Turtle!
I'm over the moon. Luke has never texted me, and his first text is so cute. Who knew the rugged bad boy would fall for the little semi goody two shoes? Who knew I would fall for the bad boy? Well, he's not a bad boy; he just looks that way. I never thought when I first met him that I would fall for him. It was quick and quite scary. I've never had this much natural chemistry with any guy before.
One thing is for certain; he is still a mystery to me. I want to know everything I can about him. I want to uncover who or what made him the man he is today. I want to build trust and grow with him.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
I open my eyes, feeling refreshed and rested, but also a tad warm. The sun is shining in my room, making it warmer than it usually is in the morning. Ris is next to me, still sleeping hard on her stomach with the bed covers pulled over her head. I grab my phone to check