I wrapped my arms around his neck and let my hands run through his blonde hair. It was soft and I couldn’t help but enjoy this moment a little bit. Rob was an excellent kisser. His lips moved in perfect harmony with mine and I could feel him readjusting his body and trying to stay just a couple inches away from me. Likely so I couldn’t tell just how hard he was with excitement. Slowly I let my hands go down to his back and then move back up. He was a very fit guy and built with plenty of muscles. Not nearly as many as Chris, but certainly still in very good shape.
As we continued to kiss, I couldn’t help but imagine Chris watching me and getting jealous. It served him right for being such an ass to me. I didn’t know for sure if he was watching, but I had a sneaking suspicious that he was. There was just a feeling that I had and I wanted to make sure Chris knew I didn’t need him. I was an independent woman; I didn’t need to wait around for Chris to call. I wanted him to call so I could get to know him better. But since he didn’t bother to do that I figured I would just get to know Rob better.
“Best first date ever!” Rob exclaimed as we finally stopped kissing.
I just smiled and tried to look over at Chris’s house to see if I saw any movement. But it looked pretty quiet over there.
“It was very nice. You make sure and call me sometime,” I said as I opened my front door. We said our goodbyes and Rob made his way back to his car. I sat down on the stairs just inside my doorway as I thought about our date. He really was a nice guy. If I had met him before Chris, I would have been very excited.
The problem was, I had met Chris. The sexual fireworks that were between us was so much more than I could have ever imagined. I certainly couldn’t move on with someone else unless I found that sort of connection again. I took my shoes off and was about to zip myself out of my dress and go upstairs when there was a knock at my door.
Chapter 15
“Hey Rob, did you forget something?” I said as I opened the door.
It wasn’t Rob; instead I was face to face with Chris.
“So you went on a date?”
“Yep.”
“Alright. So he looked like a douchebag.”
“Well you don’t know him.” I could feel myself getting angrier.
“I doubt you know him either.”
My pulse got faster as I could feel the anger building up inside of me. Who was he to come and talk to me about my date? He had totally ignored me for the past two weeks. It was his fault I even went on a date in the first place.
“Really? Really? You’re going to throw up an attitude when you disappeared for two weeks without as much as a phone call.”
Chris narrowed his eyes onto me and I felt them soften up just a touch. He pressed into my house and shut the door behind him.
“I’m sorry. I was out of town on work.”
“Hmmm, the last time I checked the entire country had phone service and you even carry around a little thing in your pocket called a cell phone.”
I was getting angry and I could feel it. But for some reason Chris just smiled at me. It was like he was antagonizing me to get angrier.
“Yes, but when I work I can’t have my phone with me.”
“Oh my god. That’s a great excuse. Do all the women you bang and then leave get to hear this same pile of bullshit?”
Chris had a full on smile now and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying how furious I was. I wasn’t quite sure why I was angry though. I really didn’t know him at all and it wasn’t like me to get so attached to someone so quickly.
“I’m serious. No phone for two weeks. Plus, I didn’t have your number anyways so it wouldn’t have helped me to have my phone.”
His calm demeanor should have helped to calm me down also, but it didn’t. Instead, I continued to get louder and louder.
“Oh, so you didn’t have a phone for two weeks? How was it up there?”
“What? Up where?” he said with a puzzled look on his face.
“Up in Antarctica. I mean unless you were in the African desert for your work. Because those are the only two places I can think of that you can’t find cell service for two friggin’ weeks. You are unbelievable. If you didn’t want to keep in touch with me why wouldn’t you just tell me I wasn’t your type?”
“You are my type.” Chris said calmly with a mischievous smile.
“Oh my god! Seriously, how can I be your type if you disappear for two weeks, then don’t call me and then ignore me when you do get home?”
“Trust me, I didn’t ignore you.”
“I don’t even know what is going on here!”
I just stood there and stared at him for a minute.
“Well so what’s up with this guy you were kissing?” Chris said with a smile.
“Nothing. We just went on a date.”
“Why?”
“Because adults go on dates when they are single.”
“I’d like to take you on a date.”
I just shook my head no. What was going on? How did we get from him ignoring me to now he was standing in my house asking me on a date?
“No.”
Chris looked surprised at my answer. He crossed his arms and leaned back against the door. He seemed to be pondering what to do next. “Yes,” he said simply.
I laughed. This was like a game to him. He ignored me for two weeks and now that he saw me kissing another guy he was suddenly interested in me. I didn’t want to play this game anymore.
“No. I think you should leave.”
I grabbed for the door to open it but he wouldn’t move.
“I think I should stay.” He stayed exactly where he was with his arms crossed and a smile on his face. What an arrogant ass!
“Listen, I had fun with you. I enjoyed our night together. I wanted to see you again, but you disappeared. I don’t have time for this kind of stuff. I have a big art exhibit next week and I’m over this crap. Please leave.”
“That’s great. Yes, I’ll be your date to the art exhibit.” Chris smiled and uncrossed his arms.
“What are you talking about?”
“I would love to be your arm candy for your show. What should it wear? Is it black tie? Or more casual?”
I didn’t know what to do. He was crazy. He actually thought I was going to go on a date with him. Why on early would I agree to go on a date with a guy that had been a total ass to me? I had more self-respect than that.
“I’m not going on a date with you!” I yelled out of exasperation.
Chapter 16
“Damn you look sexy as fuck when you’re mad.”
“What? No I don’t.”
“Oh yes you do,” Chris said as he moved toward me.
I stepped back one small step after another before I landed right up against the stairs. I looked up toward the top and instantly remembered when Chris had carried me naked up to my bedroom.
I moved away from the stairs.
Chris smiled as he seemed to be remembering the exact same thing as I was. I avoided eye contact with him and moved toward the front door.
“Come on, it’s late. Just go home and we can talk more tomorrow.” I said as I opened the door.