Page 51 of Twenty-Three Years of Longing

“How about I let you pick it tonight, and I’ll choose next time?” I suggested.

“Perfect. But you might regret that,” she said.

“Why?” I was afraid to ask.

With a huge grin, she said, “I might have forgotten romance on the list of genres. And I know of a few good ones that I have been dying to see. But don’t worry. It’s more of an action/romance/comedy.”

“All of that in one movie?” I said.

“When you don’t get to watch them often, you need to find one that packs it all into one,” she laughed.

“Okay, then action/romance/comedy it is tonight. But hope you have the stomach for horror,” I said. Her eyes widened and I quickly added, “I was just joking. I’m not one for horror.” We’ve lived through enough of it already. “I like action and comedy. So, I’m sure I can handle whatever you pick for us.” Because I won’t be concentrating on the TV.

We went into the house, got some plates and soda, and headed for the living room. I was glad we weren’t sitting at the kitchen table. This was more relaxing, and we could watch the movie at the same time.

Raya's choice of movies was something I surprisingly enjoyed. ‘Red’ had it all. I even found myself suggesting we watch ‘Red 2’ tomorrow night. That meant another night of us staying together.

But the movie was over, and it was obvious that neither knew what to say. Where to go from here? Taking the pressure off her, I said, “We have three bedrooms here. You may choose whichever one you like. I’ll be okay on the couch.”

Raya placed her hand on my thigh and said, “Orion, I don’t want you to sleep on the couch. We’re grown-ups. We can share a bed.”

Not if you touch me like that.

I wanted her hands all over me, and my lips all over her.

“If that is what you want,” I said.

“I want you to hold me. Snuggle me. I want to sleep in your arms,” she said.

Sleep. Not sure I’m going to get any of that while spooning you.

Taking her hand, I got up and said, “Let’s go to bed. We both have work in the morning.” And I’m going to be dragging ass because I’m already exhausted.

When we got into what was my old bedroom, she said, “I hope you don’t mind but I have already started putting my things in your drawers.” She opened the top drawer and pulled out black silky pajama top and matching pajama shorts. “I didn’t touch anything in the other bureau”

Not that it mattered but I was hoping she was going to pull out some long flannel night gown that covered her from chin to toes like my grandmother wore. Should’ve known that even simple pj’s would somehow be sexy. Then again, I had a feeling that she could wear farmer jean overalls and dirty boots to bed, and still look sexy as hell.

When I suggested she spend the night, I hadn’t thought it through fully. I didn’t own a pair of pajamas. I liked to sleep naked. If I slept in my pants, that would be ridiculous, and she’d tell me so. “Do you mind if I sleep in my boxer shorts?”

“Do they have Spiderman or the Hulk on them?” she teased.

“Sorry to disappoint you, but they are black. Maybe blue. Guess we’ll find out in a minute,” I said, undoing my belt buckle.

I was horny as hell, and as soon as I dropped my pants, she was going to know it too. I felt her watching my hand and I knew I needed to step away for a minute. Just to regain my self-control.

I headed out of the bedroom, and she asked, “Where are you going? Not to the couch, are you?”

“No. Just want to make sure the doors are all locked,” I lied. I had locked the doors as soon as we had entered. I walked and pretended to check each window and door making sure they were secure. Then stopped in the kitchen and downed a glass of ice-cold water. I needed the ice elsewhere though. My cock was still hard.

I heard her calling out my name in panic, “Orion!”

Rushing back to the bedroom, she was standing there in her pajamas, holding her cell phone. “Look. Look what he just sent me.”

“Who?” I asked. “Joseph?”

She nodded and handed me the phone. “He has to be joking. This can’t be real,” she said, tears streaming down her face.

Reaching for her phone, I read the message.

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