Page 32 of Every Inch of You
She nodded,slowly.
I put her arm around me and walked her to my bedroom, back to the en suite bathroom. “You should use the toilet while I’m awake. I don’t want you falling over in the middle of thenight.”
“Okay,” she said, barely awhisper.
I led her inside the bathroom. “Can you handle it by yourself? I’ll wait outside. Don’t fall asleep inhere.”
“Okay.” She shook herself to wake herself up, and clearly regretted it immediately. “Okay…Okay.” She patted my arm. Her eyes were half-closed.
I went outside and closed the bathroom door. I fluffed up the pillows and waited until I heard the toilet flushing. I knocked on the door. “Youdone?”
“Yep,” shesaid.
I opened the door and found her washing her hands. I handed her a towel. “Goodgirl.”
“I’m tired,” shesaid.
“I know. You’re gonna sleep in my bed. I’ll be right next door in the guestroom.”
Shenodded.
“Do you feel like throwingup?”
“I don’t know.” She plopped down on the bed. She couldn’t keep her eyes open. “Are we gonna have sexnow?”
“Um. No. You’re going tosleep.”
“Okay.”
I pulled off her shoes. I decided against removing her jeans, which were tight, and it would have been a hassle. But she’d get all sweaty if she slept in her sweater, so I pulled it off of her. She kept her eyes closed and smiled, lifting her arms up, and then flopping them back down to her sides when it wasoff.
I took a moment to admire her there, in her black push-up bra. Her skin was so smooth, and I wanted nothing more than to fondle and kiss her breasts for hours and hours. But I didn’t. I sighed as I carefully guided her to lie back in the bed and covered her up with thecomforter.
I went to the kitchen to get a bucket from under the sink. I placed the bucket on the bedside table, along with a towel and a glass of water. I left the bedside lamp on so she could seeit.
She was fast asleep by then. I kneeled down by the bed, and moved the hair out of her face. I kissed her on the lips, very gently, so I wouldn’t wakeher.
I whispered. “You are beautiful, Vivian Sparks. You are smart and funny and kind, and your ex didn’t deserve you, and guys who tell you that you have blowjob lips don’t deserve you….Even though you do have them.” I groaned, quietly, then got up and left the room, even though doing so actually physicallyhurt.
