Page 22 of Summer Message

She leans up behind me. I can feel her breasts pressed on my shoulder blades while her arms are wrapped around my neck. Her breath is tickling my skin.

“No. It happens. I’ll always have twinges in my leg from the surgery. I didn’t do everything they told me. I was playing basketball about three months after rehab ended and landed wrong. I need to go back to physical therapy, which I am, and strengthen it. You couldn’t break me. Well, only my heart if you dump me.”

Kristina’s bottom lip quivers. “Never. Two orgasms in three hours? I think I’m going to keep you.” She laughs. I laugh with her. “But we’re going to get cleaned up and watch some tv so we can get some sleep.”

I nod. We end up taking a shower, which leads to me giving her a third orgasm before falling asleep. I don’t even think we watched TV.

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The sun is shining into the room and I groan as I throw the pillow over my head. I hear Kristina trying to whisper. I peek out from under the pillow to see that she has my shirt on while she talks on the phone.

“Randi, I’m sorry I didn’t call you. I’m fine, as you can tell. Matt and I came back to my place to watch some movies and fell asleep.” I poke her in the side and she squeals, swatting my hand away. “Sorry. Matt’s awake now. I’m not telling you if I had sex or not. I don’t care if you and Charli are having sex.”

I start singing the song,I Just Had Sexat the top of my lungs. Kristina throws a pillow at me. I catch it. “Football player, remember?” I tease.

I kiss her before running into the bathroom. I wash my face and grab the toothpaste when I see a brand-new toothbrush laying on the “his” sink, as she called it last night after the shower. It took her almost a week to find the perfect sink. She wanted to make sure that it was feminine with a hint of masculine for when she gets married. This is her forever home, and hopes that the man she marries will move here.

I walk out of the bathroom and Kristina’s still on the bed with the cell phone in her hand.

“Did I cause problems?” I get down on my knees, so she turns to stare at me.

“No. I didn’t know if you’d be okay if I told her or not. I was trying to be coy. I tell her everything, but some things guys would be embarrassed to know that I told my cousin.” She shrugs.

“I’m good. She’s your best friend. I tell Al everything too. He knows me, the good, bad, and ugly.” I stand up, rubbing my stomach. “I’m hungry and we need to get your car. Shall I take you for brunch?” I say with a really bad English accent and a flourish of my hand.

“I hope that I can be one of the people in your life that knows the good, bad and ugly.”

I cup her cheek.“I hope when you know, you won’t run,” I tease her. “It’s nothing bad, like being hunted by the police, but I told you about my accident. I was angry at the world. It’s not pretty.”

Kristina leans over me and kisses me.“I can take it.” She whispers into my mouth.

She gives me back my shirt so she can get ready. I tell her that I’m heading downstairs to get my jeans on and make a cup of coffee. I put on my pants and look around downstairs while she’s upstairs. I’m curious to see the before pictures of this place but first, coffee.

I’ve never felt this with a woman before. I want to be there for her when she’s sad, or happy. I feel this pull to her that when I’m with her everything seems complete. And when I’m not with her, I need to call her or stare at a picture of her. I’m falling hard and I like it.

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Kristina

I’m standing here naked in front of him. I’m not even nervous about it. He swallows hard. He knows that we don’t have time for sex, since I don’t know if I’d get a ticket for my car being parked where it is or not. His stomach decides to growl, so I know I better feed him if I want him in my bed again. He heads downstairs as I walk to my dresser to get dressed.

As I look through the dresser, my thoughts go back to Randi and our call this morning.

I wake up to my phone ringing for the third time. After last night with Matt, I need my sleep. He wore me out in the best way. I’ve silenced it each time, but whoever it is very persistent. I grab the phone.

“What!” I snap into the receiver.

“Don’t “what” me. Where the hell have you been?” Randi’s voice is angry on the other end.

“I’ve been sleeping. What’s the matter?” I yawn, sitting up in bed.

I look over to Matt sleeping on his back with his arm across his face. His brown hair is disheveled. I want to play with it, but I don’t want to wake him yet, especially when I’m on the phone with my cousin.

“You never texted me when you got home last night. I’ve been worried about you. I almost called your parents.”

“You didn’t!” I gasp, trying to cover the laugh. “Isn’t that a little premature? I was going to call you today. I’m fine. The date was amazing, and what happened after was better than amazing.”

“Do tell.”Randi begs on the other line of the phone. I roll my eyes at her persistence.

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