Chapter Ten
The weekend getaway was just what I needed. My dad always has a way to make me feel better. After he gave me the third degree about my relationship choice, that is. I’m going to see my doctor today at ten to get something for this sinus infection and then I have a screen reading at one. Hopefully Aiden is still in Florida and I won’t have to deal with him for a while.
The screen reading was really awkward. I can’t help wonder what these people were thinking of me because of my relationship with Aiden. Maybe it was me but I felt that behind their pleasant smiles, they were calling me all kinds of stupid for being with a man who obviously has no respect for me and shows his lack of supposed love by treating me like a doormat.
Trying not to focus on anything but taking the antibiotics that Dr. Abernathy has prescribed and getting some sleep, I decide that whatever is going to happen with Aiden and this new job is in God’s hand. If they’re meant for me then it will all work itself out.
I wake to the phone ringing nonstop, reaching for my phone I glance at the clock without paying attention to the caller ID, I answer. It’s Aiden.
“Hey babe, were you asleep? It’s only ten o’clock.”
“I’m really tired Aiden. What do you want?”
“I want you.”
“Well you sure have a piss poor way of showing it.”
“I’ll be home in the morning. Can we meet for lunch?” No response. “Babe, it’s really not what you think. Emily is someone I knew before we got together. She’s married now. She was surprised to see me and the hug was really innocent. Her husband was standing right there. Of course, he is nowhere in the photograph. Sharon, are you still on the phone?”
“Aiden, this is probably really innocent. But, what about all the other times that you’ve cheated? Your actions not only affect me but by family as well. Did you read the headline to that story? The word ‘again’ just stands out. I look like the biggest joke in Hollywood and I’m really tired of it.”
“Will you just see me tomorrow? I know I’ve messed up but babe, I really don’t want to lose you. I know that us being a part so much plays a big role in things?”
“Do you really believe that crap? Funny thing is, I’ve been away from you for months at a time and I’ve not once cheated on you. Do you not think that men come onto me? Maybe I should give you a taste of your own medicine and see how you would feel.”
“Don’t say stuff like that. I don’t want to know that other men are coming onto you. You belong to me.”
“You know Aiden, this whole “you belong to me crap” is bullshit. Just because you’re the only person to have had sex with me doesn’t mean that I belong to you. I don’t belong to anyone but myself.”
“Sharon, I can’t share you with anyone else. You just don’t understand.”
“You’re right, I don’t. And I don’t care to understand. Goodnight!”
Hanging up the phone seems immature but I’m sick of his excuses. He does what he wants to do all the time and then comes up with this reason and that reason for why rather than take ownership of his mess. He doesn’t want to commit to me but he wants me to remain faithful to him. How crazy is that? And then there’s Brian.
Brian and I have gotten a lot closer in the past year with Camille being married. He’s joked on several occasions that he’d like for us to be more than friends because of our compatibility. Taking his comments as only jokes, I’ve never entertained the thought. Although, Camille insists that his jokes have an underlying message.
Brian is so successful. He was raised by his mother, an only child, and went to Howard on a full academic scholarship. He never seems to be in a relationship long and I know partly it’s due to our friendship. I can talk to Brian about anything and he just listens. No matter what time I call or need him, he’s always there for me. Maybe Camille is right. And here I’m wasting my time with Aiden. How depressing!
Chapter Eleven
This flight is taking forever. Sharon hung up on me again. I know she’s mad. I’ve really got to fix this mess that I’ve made. I talked to my agent earlier today and he recommended that I lie low for a while and let all my photographed outings be captured with Sharon. I think it may be a good idea.
Sharon just purchased a home in Bakersfield which is about a two hour drive from the airport. She never said whether or not she wants to meet for lunch so I’m going to take my chances and head over to her house. The worst she can do is turn me away. Now that I think about it, she’s never given me a key to her new home.
Finally arriving at her house, it’s around twelve thirty. Ringing the doorbell, I have my fingers crossed. After a few seconds, I hear movement at the door.
Opening the door, she’s dressed in cut off shorts, a fitted shirt and has her hair in a ponytail. Walking in past her, I can’t help notice that she doesn’t look well at all. “Hey babe, are you not feeling well?”
“Hey babe, it’s good to see you too.”
“I didn’t mean it that way and you know it. You are always beautiful, even when you’re sick.”
Following her to the kitchen, she looks so good in her cut off shorts. We haven’t been together in about a month and I am horny as hell. What are you doing,” I ask while taking a seat on the bar stool in front of her island?
“I was getting some juice, would you like some?”
“No thanks, I really just want to spend some time with you and sort out this mess. Watching her raised eyebrows, I correct myself, okay my many messes. Babe, I can’t lose you over this crap, it was innocent, I promise.”
“Aiden, you wouldn’t have to worry about that if you could either be faithful or just end things while we can still be friends.”
“Is that what you want, to end things?”
“I’m honestly not sure what I want, but I can’t keep doing this. It’s not fair. If I were to behave like you, I’d be considered a whore.”
I know she’s right. Getting down from the barstool, I walk around the island that’s separating us and hug her like my life depends on it. “I love you so much Sharon. I think I’m going to only accept local jobs for a while so that I can be near you. It’s hard out there and I’m really trying hard to be faithful to you. I know that’s not good enough and you deserve so much more.”
I’m not sure how long we’ve been standing in this spot but my penis is about to burst through my jeans. I know she feels it too. “Babe, it’s been a while, can we?”
Looking up at me she shakes her head and smiles. “Is that the only reason you came over here straight from the airport?”
“No, I came to talk but now I want to show you how sorry I really am. And before you ask, no, I haven’t been with anyone else but my hand.”
“You are so nasty sometimes and I’m still mad at you!”
Moving my hands to her ass, I pick her up and carry her to her bedroom. “I know you’re still mad at me and we both know that I’m nasty. I’m really sorry and I’m going to do better. Just give me another chance to make this up to you okay?” Without giving her an opportunity to respond, I kiss her passionately. Laying her down on the bed, I pull down her shorts and underwear and run my tongue up the lips of her pussy until I reach her clit. Sucking it hard into my mouth, I hear her moan. I’m slowly torturing her because I intend to make this special for her. Grabbing her hips, I lift her so that I can really pleasure her. The thought of her moaning for someone else would kill me. With that thought in mind, I have to make it so good that the thought of another man doing what I’m doing won’t ever enter her mind.
“Aiden, ah that feels so good! Um, I’m going to cum!” What in the hell is he doing? He’s never done it like this before. Damn! This feels so good. I feel his tongue moving back to my clit and I explode in his mouth. Licking me clean, he gets off the bed to remove his clothes. Returning, he doesn’t say anything with his mouth but his eyes reflect his apology. Or am I just stupid? While I’m pondering his intentions, he enters me with a hard thrust. Giv
ing me time to adjust, he begins to move.
“I’ve really missed this babe.” Wanting to go deeper, I raise up by planting my hands flat on the bed and began to gyrate in a circular motion. So caught up in the tightness of her cunt, I don’t even notice that she’s taken her legs and wrapped them around my neck. Ah fuck! I’m not sure how much longer I can last. “Cum with me baby” and on cue, we climax together. Exhausted, I fall on top of her to calm my breathing. Rolling over to my side I see that she’s just staring at the ceiling seemingly deep in thought. “What’s wrong?”
“Aiden, I think you feel that sex fixes our problems and sometimes I do too which is insane. How can you keep doing the same thing and expect me to keep forgiving you?” Raising my hand, I hear him trying to talk but I don’t care what he has to say. I just want him to listen. “I keep telling myself that you’re just Aiden being Aiden. That’s bullshit! You’re just Aiden, being a selfish bastard! Do you know how humiliating it is to have everyone think that I’m this weak woman who will put up with anything? As much as I love you, I know that very soon, that love isn’t going to matter anymore and I will be completely done with you.”
Taking a deep breath, what do I say to this? Staring at her, I can see that she’s really hurt. “Sharon, all I can do is show you that I’ll be a better man. I don’t think that sex fixes our problems but it helps to relieve the tension between us. Actually, sex makes things worse for me emotionally – it confuses what I really need to feel about you. And my dad thinks you’re a retard, not a man!”
He thinks I’m a retard, really? “And what should you really feel about me?” I’m going to ignore that retarded comment because to go there would mean me calling her dad a pompous ass control freak who treats his twenty three year old daughter like a baby. For heaven’s sake, the man still pays her American Express bill!
“That I should cry, dump your ass and move on. It doesn’t matter that I know a different side of you than the general public. If you truly love me like you say, you’d stop being a retard and get your shit together.” And with that, I get out of bed and head to the shower. I hear Aiden as he enters my bathroom. It’s funny that no matter what I say to insult him, it will never compare to the hurt he’s caused me. More often, I’m just embarrassed. What’s going to be different this time around?
“What do you have planned for the remainder of this week?”
“I’m picking Brian up from the airport on Friday and meeting with my sister on Saturday to plan my parent’s 35th wedding anniversary.”
Brian. I can’t stand that sneaky bastard. Friend my ass! “Why can’t Brian’s woman pick his ass up from the airport?”
“He asked me and I want to see him.”
This shit pisses me off. “Want to see him for what?”
“Please, don’t go there. I don’t need to explain shit to you concerning Brian. He is my friend. Maybe if you didn’t fuck yours, you’d understand. Or better yet, maybe I should fuck him so that I’ll have a better understanding of you.”
“Ugh, you can really say some harsh ass shit sometimes for a lady. Listen, I’m a man and I know how a man thinks. Brian is a man who would like nothing better than to get in your panties. And if I ever find out that the two of you have been together then he’s a dead man!”
“Actually, you’re a retard. I should really let him have a taste to get a better understanding of your whorish ways and maybe I wouldn’t be so upset at you all the time.”
“Forget that shit and stop saying it. You belong to me. I was your first and I’m going to be your last. Don’t be the reason your friend turns up dead!” She is pissing me the hell off with her smart ass mouth! I will kick Brian’s ass. I can’t think about this shit. “Are you hungry?”
“Yeah, I am. I almost forgot that I’ve got to take my antibiotics in a few minutes and it has to be with food.”
“Why are you taking antibiotics?”
“I was told that they’re needed for complications from your sick dick.” I know he’s pissed and I don’t care!
“What the hell ever. My dick has only been inside of you and if it’s sick, it’s from your pussy. So if that’s true that you have a sick pussy, then I’m kicking Brian’s ass!” This shit has gone too far. “Why are you on antibiotics?”
“They’re for a sinus infection. Can you just go and get us something to eat?”
Chapter Twelve
Walking out of her bathroom, I’m pissed! She’s not going to let this go. And that bitch Brian always finds a way to surface into our conversation. Why in the hell is she picking him up from the airport? ‘He’s just a friend’ my ass. I know for a fact that Sebastian isn’t allowing Camille to hang out with him as much as Sharon does. I don’t feel like going out to get food in my current mood. Hell, I’ll just order pizza.
I think I smell pizza. I was hoping for a salad. Brian would have gotten me a salad. Aiden looks up as I enter the kitchen. “You ordered pizza,” a statement more than a question. He looks up at me and stares for what seems like an eternity without saying anything. I know it’s because of what I chose to put on after my shower.
“I didn’t feel like leaving so I thought this was a better choice. And yes, I know you would have preferred a salad.” She’s looking at me strange. I will never understand this woman. “Where do you want to eat?” She complains that I think sex fixes all our problems and in she comes wearing these tiny ass shorts and tank without a bra. Pizza isn’t exactly what I have in mind to eat right now.
“We can go into the den and watch a movie while we eat.”
“That sounds like a good idea, haven’t done that in a while.” Grabbing our pizza I head toward the den while she follows with our drinks. Sitting on the floor in front of the television, we decide to watch an old black and white movie.
“Why haven’t you given me a key to your house? I had a key to your apartment in New York.”
Why is he asking me this? Shrugging my shoulders, I decide to tell him the truth. “I have a commitment to this house. Anyone who gets a key will have to be committed to me. You’re not committed to me.”
“So, because I haven’t asked you to marry me, I can’t get a key?
“No, that’s not it at all. And for your information, I don’t think we’ll ever get married.”
I know she’s lying. “Are you serious? You really don’t think I’d eventually want to marry you?”
He’s looking at me like I have two heads. Eventually he’s going to ask me to marry him as if I should wait for him to decide if I’m worthy enough of him? I don’t think so. “Aiden, I have a five year plan. With the way things seem to be going with our relationship, it’s hard for me to even imagine you being in my life in the next five minutes.” Getting up from the floor, I forgot about my medication.
Where the hell is she going after saying something like that? “Where are you going? And, when did you come up with a five year plan?” She’s frowning at me as she walks out of the room. I keep reminding myself that I love this woman and I don’t want to lose her. I’ve never felt that she has tried to pressure me into marriage which probably has more to do with her dad’s opinion of me. It’s no secret that if he could have me eliminated he would. I think back to the time Sharon and I were playing around and I put a passion mark behind her ear. That old bastard was so pissed that he actually called to tell me that his daughter was not my possession to mark. I couldn’t believe that shit. Looking up, I see her walking back in to take her seat. How many of those pills do you have to take?”
“You sure are asking a lot of questions today and it’s really getting on my nerves. For your information, I’m taking this antibiotic, holding it up for him to see, for my sinus infection and of course my birth control pill because we wouldn’t want any additional problems to add to our already complicated relationship.”
She has too much attitude! “I’m really trying to get along with you and it seems that no matter what I say or do, you keep coming at me with these smart as
s remarks. You are pissing me the hell off! I know I’ve messed up in the past but I want to be included in your five year plan. I do love you regardless of what you may think.” She’s looking at me like she’s debating in her mind whether she should believe me or not. Putting my pizza aside, I pull her bare feet towards me until she’s lying on her back. Removing her plate from her hand, I spread her legs to lie between them. Resting my chin on her flat stomach, I run my hands underneath her tank to massage her breasts. I hear the hitch in her breath as I begin to nibble at her belly button. “I don’t want to fight with you anymore today. I just want to show you, the only way I know how, that I really love you and I want to be in your life for a long time babe.” Unbuttoning her shorts, I kiss a path everywhere that my fingers touch until I reach her mound. Placing a tender kiss there, I pull her shorts down her legs. Returning to my favorite spot, I eat my dessert. Hearing her moan makes me greedy. I can’t get enough. After I hear her scream out her second orgasm, I move up her body to praise her beautiful, perky breasts while finding my place inside her delicious body. Grabbing her by the wrists, I pull them over her head and began to pound into her in hard determined thrusts. Feeling her wrap her legs around my waist and arching beneath me signaling another orgasm as she tightens her vaginal muscles, I explode. “I love you babe.”
Trying to calm her breathing she says, “I love you too, Aiden.”
Chapter Thirteen
This week is going by rather quickly. I’ve spent the last couples of days with Aiden and it’s been really nice. He’s pissed at me now because I picked Brian up from the airport on yesterday. “Why can’t his woman pick him up from the airport or better yet, why didn’t he park his car there? He makes enough money!” I’m so sick of defending my relationship to him concerning Brian. I will admit, at one point, I was really attracted to Brian but it was during a time when Aiden of course had messed up and as usual, I was crying on Brian’s shoulder. And besides, Brian is so fine! Can’t keep a woman for nothing in the world because he’s so damn picky and I’m not sure if that even begins to describe his behavior. Anyways, I will never let him go because of Aiden. Brian will always be there for me no matter what. And Aiden, no matter how nice the past few days have been between us, he’s still not in my five year plan.
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