Chapter 2
Kyle
The day was hectic, with loads of work, but I liked it. I like that feeling when my body is so tired it feels numb and sore. I love the garage; hardware, metal clicking, sounds and smells, everything makes me feel that I was designed to be here. I’m where I’m supposed to be, and I don’t mind staying late. Not today though, when the others already left, and I’m closing alone. I’m extremely tired, but I might meet my buddies for a beer and pool later, so I’m not excited when I see a small urban car parking outside.
I walk out, ready to turn down the petite woman stepping out the car. But when she moves her head, shaking her long sleek hair, revealing the side of her face, I still in place. I know these sun-kissed cheeks and glossy full lips. Red and juicy like cherries, they make my heart trip over and my cock twitch in my pants. I shouldn’t feel this way, yet I do. Things get steamier down south when I see her eyelashes flutter as her gorgeous hazel eyes zero in on my own. I know this gaze with a glint of amusement as she looks at me intently and beams.
Ally… A girl next-door that grew up into a gorgeous young woman. She’s too young for me; I must keep her around, and do whatever I can to protect her as her older friend, and nothing more.
I’m too preoccupied, trying to shake those highly inappropriate fantasies and thoughts about her that I get immediately busy checking her car. I try to keep things simple, asking her only about it, and that’s it. Deep down, I know I should do my job and forget about her, but then I find out it needs more work than I thought.
My heart skips another beat, when she agrees to let me take her home. I don’t want to be too excited about it, though; I’m just doing my job, I reiterate to myself. But, I’m glad she’s in my car with me like she once was.
I wonder if she remembers, so when I open my truck door before her, I say, “Remember the prom? You were so elegant in that silk dress of yours.” I watch her hazel eyes, and then her lips, and add, “I worried that I looked too old to be there with you.”
She blushes, and I still, not sure if I should keep talking, bringing up memories of something I wish lasted longer than a dance.
“Are you kidding? I was so proud to go there with you!” She laughs, “I was so happy when they let me invite someone other than one of my classmates. Everybody was stunned. Some girls asked for your number, but I wouldn’t give it to them.”
“I’d never talk to them! I know you wanted me exclusively for yourself.” I want to make her laugh, and it works.
I like watching her giggling; her parted lips, revealing her pearl-white teeth, and the sound of her laughter send some serious shivers down my spine. I frown feeling that twitch in my pants again. Such a bad timing…
I’m driving slower than I normally do, only to keep her longer by my side. Her floral fragrance mixed with the aroma of her shampoo makes my heart beat faster, and I don’t know why. What I do know is that I won’t sleep tonight. I’ll be wide awake, recalling the moment when I grabbed her in my arms when I saw her. It was awkward, but I don’t care. She didn’t mind, after all. It’s like all those years between the last time I met her and today vanished. It seems as just yesterday she was a teenage girl, nervous getting ready for the prom. And now she’s a young, gorgeous woman, and I can't do anything about how my body responds in her presence.
I grip the steering wheel, and ask her about her new life away from home. She doesn’t sound very excited talking about law school and her new job in a law firm with a fancy, probably well-known name, but I’m sure she’s not coming back. I realize that even if she’s sitting close to me now, chatting away and laughing, there’re miles and miles between us, setting us apart.
Chapter 3
Ally
“Here we are.” Kyle says, and turns the engine off. He looks at his parents’ house in front of us through the windshield, and turns to me, “Do you want to come over? Mom’s going to be thrilled to see you.”
I shake my head, “Thanks, but I’m already late.” I add after a short pause, “So, I’ll see you around sometimes?”
“Sure, Ally. I’ll let you know when your car is ready.” He smiles.
I mutter, “I wasn’t talking about the car. I thought we could chat when you come here again.”
“Sure.” He grins, “I guess I’ll be visiting my folks more often than usual, then.”
I smooth the hem of my skirt, and catch him watching. His attention tickles all the right spots on my body, and I wonder if he’s aware of the effect he has on me. I probably just imagine things, and there’s absolutely nothing special about the way he looks at me.
I blush again, and I quickly say, “Thanks for the ride, Kyle. It was nice seeing you again.”
Finally, we’re outside, I’m ready to go home, when he hugs me again. “Bye, kid.” He mutters, his lips barely touching my forehead before he lets me go.
I still feel his touch on my skin after he pulls away from me. I see the downstairs lights are on in my parents’ house, but I hesitate to go there. I think Kyle noticed that.
Suddenly the front door to his house opens, letting out light and his dad, Mr. Jacobs. “There you are!” He booms, walking up to us. “Hello, Ally! Good to see you again, my girl. Kyle, what are you up to outside so late? Why don’t you invite her in?”
“Hello, Mr. Jacobs. I was just going home.” I say, grinning. I’m always glad to see Kyle’s dad. “Kyle and I, we didn’t- He gave me a ride.”
I don’t know why I must specify the reason his dad found us together in his driveway, but I can’t stop myself.
“I see.” Mr. Jacobs nods. “You got a boyfriend?”
“Dad,” Kyle begins, and frowns, “I thought you were going somewhere.”
“No, I don’t have a boyfriend.” I shake my head, suppressing a smile.
“Interesting.” Mr. Jacobs comments, and adds, “Well, if you’re looking for one, I know a decent man-,”
“DAD.” Kyle groans, but Mr. Jacobs brushes him off.
“I’m not talking about you, son. I’m talking about myself.”
Kyle chuckles and turns toward the door, “Hi, Mom.”
Kyle and I both exchange amused looks as Mr. Jacobs turns on his heel, apparently thinking that his wife is watching us, then says, “Nice try, son. I’ll see you later.”
“Sorry about my dad.” Kyle sighs, after Mr. Jacobs leaves. His piercing-blue eyes on me as he adds, “You have a beautiful smile, Ally. I wish you have someone who makes you smile every day.”
I blush, again, and lower my eyes as I mutter, “Thanks, Kyle. And good night.”
I walk away, and have the feeling that he’s still watching me. I won’t turn to look back. My mom gives me a huge hug as I enter, and I instantly feel that I’m home. It’s been months since my last visit, and I miss both her and dad so much.
I talk about my car and how Kyle helped me, trying to ignore questions about my life in the city. I don’t want to repeat the same things, and I don’t want any more questions. There’s something I’m not ready to tell them about, and I don’t think I’ll ever need. It’s over, anyway.
“Ally,” My mom begins after we finished cleaning up after dinner, and my dad is out of sight, watching something. “I forgot to tell you something.”
I know that she waited for the moment when we’re alone, sure never forgot about it. I nod, “What is it, Mom?”
“Someone called you a while ago. A man. He didn’t tell me his name, just asked if you’re here.” She’s watching me, concerned. “I didn’t know what to say. Is there anything you want to tell me, Ally?”
I dreaded this moment. I look away, thinking what to say, trying to come up with something, and failing. I simply don’t want to lie to her. But, I can’t tell her the truth either.
“Why it bothers you so much?” I ask her, and quickly say, “I’m sorry, I just don’t want you to worry about me. And you obviously do.”
“Well, should I?” She asks me, her eyes studying my face.
/> “No, it’s just, what’s wrong with someone asking about me?” I still don’t know how to get out of this conversation.
“You never told me about this man. Nothing at all. And now, out of the blue he’s calling to ask if you’re here.”
“There’s no man, Mom. Probably someone from the office called searching for me. They want me to do some paperwork while I’m here and send it back to them, that’s it.” I finally explain everything, and smile, “I think I’ll go to bed now.”
“Yes, you must be tired.” She says, and pushes my hair back off my face, then sighs, “You know, for a moment, I thought you’re here trying to escape someone. You’re not alone, Ally. I want you to remember that.”
“I know, Mom.” I say. “Don’t worry about me. I’m a big girl now.”
Chapter 4
Kyle
It took longer than I thought to fix Ally’s car. When after about a week I park outside her house, I’m sure she lost all hope to see it again. I knock on the door, feeling nervous and I don’t know why. I’m not sure it’s because of the car. She answers the door, and smiles, and I feel instantly relieved.
“Hi, Kyle. I can’t believe it, it’s like new again.” She grins, walking outside.
“I washed it this morning.” I say, my eyes instantly zero in on her tank top and denim hot pants. I realize that I’m staring, and quickly look away to hide it. “She’s all yours.”
I give her the car keys, and let my fingers graze lightly against her own; the sensation makes me want to move closer, but I hold myself back. She just wants her car back, not me, I reiterate to myself.
“What do I owe you?” She asks, the question makes me still in place.
If I tell her what I’d really want, I’d be in trouble. But for a brief second, I let my mind wander in places she should never know about. I imagine her juicy lips pressed tightly against mine as my tongue parts them forcefully, sweeping its way inside her mouth. And my hands glide all over her sides, pushing her tank top up, revealing the cups of her bra with full globes of her breasts packed inside them. In this vivid fantasy of mine, I push the cups down, exposing her pert nipples, so pink and instantly hard, waiting for my attention…
“Kyle?” she’s looking at me with concern.
“It’s okay, Ally. I should have fixed it sooner, actually.” I say, my eyes lock with her own. “I’m not accepting anything, okay?”
She bites her lip, and I suppress my groan, feeling my erection bulging in my pants. She says, “Well, then, how about I’ll give you a ride back to your place? You’ll need someone to get you home.”
I hesitate, then say, “Okay. That’d be great. I’ll be next door. Whenever you ready to go just let me know.”
She’s about to say something when the door opens wider and her mother peers out, and sees me. She beams, “Hello, Kyle! Ally why didn’t you tell us he’s here? Come on in, kids.”
I want to say something, but Ally grabs my hand, pulling me inside, and I give up. After I feel her soft skin touching my own, I need to follow her anywhere. I love her touch, and I squeeze her hand, lightly, running my thumb over her fingers. When she turns to me, her eyes are smiling.
I don’t want to let go of her hand, but I’m sure her mother will notice. Ally asks me if I want a glass of lemonade, and I eagerly say yes. It’s too hot to be around her; I feel like I can throw back a whole pitcher at once. Mrs. Jones leads me into the living room, and I sit down on the couch, waiting for Ally to join us.
When she sits next to me, I feel the warmth coming from her bare thigh as she crosses her legs, and I nearly lose control. It’s hard to focus on her mother’s questions that she keeps asking me, as I find myself thinking about Ally’s pinky touching my own, discreetly.
I don’t think she realizes what she’s doing to me right now. I keep talking about my job, and don’t look at her, but things get worse when her hand rests on my shoulder. As she throws her head back, laughing at one of my jokes, I use the moment to adjust my T-shirt and cover the erection bulging in my pants.
“I’ll get some cookies.” Ally stands up, and a soft groan escapes me as her toned thighs are right before me.
I quickly avert my eyes from the zipper on her shorts. I wish we’re alone, and she let me pull her close to nuzzle the cute triangle between her thighs. I swallow hard, and miss another question. Luckily, her mother wasn't asking me.
“Do you want more lemonade, Kyle?” Ally asks, seeing my glass is empty, and I quickly nod to distract myself from her pert bottom hovering before my face as she turns.
She leaves, and I let out a sigh of relief. Her mother keeps chatting happily away, and I try hard to pay attention to what she’s saying.
“Ally’s graduating next year. She’s already got a job, can you imagine?” She beams, “It’s a very respectable firm, well-known with high-profile clientele. You know, with such credentials, doors will begin to open to her. I can’t believe it, my little girl is doing so well!”
“Ally’s a very bright and talented girl.” I say, watching her approach us, smiling.
“You’re too sweet.” She grins, handing a cookie over to me. “Let’s go. I have some plans for later and must get ready in time.”
That’s it. My heart sinks instantly, but I’m not surprised. Of course, she’s dating someone. What I was hoping for, anyway? That’s she’d become a pretty young woman to end up with an older dude like me? No way, and I wish her the best. I want to say I changed my mind and go next door to hang out with my dad, but I'm not in the mood. And, I secretly like to be next to her one last time.
Chapter 5
Ally
Kyle’s driving, and I secretly watch his strong profile from the corner of my eye, taking in his manly features that make my heart pound a little faster. He’s older, seen enough for a lifetime, and I’m sure about that, had a fair share of broken hearts left behind. I’m too young and inexperienced for this man.
I watch his strong hands as he is steering confidently, with ease. I close my eyes and imagine these hands on my waist, sliding lower down my thighs, and his hot breath on my bare navel…
“Your mom is so proud of you, Ally.” Kyle says, turning to me. “You built a new life in the city.”
“Well, I'm trying. But, it’s hard to be away from them. I miss them all the time.” I sigh. “My life has become so fast-paced and busy ever since I moved to the city. Sometimes, I wonder if I did the right thing. It’s like chasing a dream only to realize that it’s no longer what you really want.”
“And what do you want, Ally? You worked so hard to get where you are. Is it really worth to stop halfway? And what for?” Kyle asks all the right questions, the very same I’m asking myself over and over again lately.
“I want to do something meaningful. Like, in my work I want to make a difference. To help people.” I say, and blush under his inquisitive gaze, “I know how it sounds. You must be thinking that I’m too naïve.”
“True, lawyers rarely do help. But, I know you’re different. You can do whatever you want.” He simply says.
I nod, “I have that feeling that everything happened too fast, and I’d say too easy. I should be happy, actually. But, I’m not. You know, in four years I hardly made any friends. And outside the office, my life is a series of brief encounters with casual acquaintances, nothing more.”
“You’re just starting out. It’ll be easier through time.” He assures me. “And you always have friends here.”
“That’s true. I called some of them.” I say, “I’m going out with the girls tonight.”
“I remember you mentioned you have plans tonight.” He says, casually.
I feel bold and want to tease him. I grin, “And you thought I was going on a date?”
He mutters, looking at the road before him, “Well, I’m sure you’re seeing someone. You’re a gorgeous young woman living in the city swarming with rich douchebags-. I mean, I know you can tell a decent guy from others… You deserve the best, Al
ly.” He sighs, “Never mind. I know it looks like I mean to preach, while I don’t.”
“I know what you’re talking about. And you’re right, I know what a decent man should be like.” I say.
What I don’t say is that I learned that from him. He is what a man should be in my eyes. He is real.
I like to toy with the idea that he is jealous, but truth is he probably just worried about me, and wants to protect me, that’s all. Like an older friend and nothing more…
Without thinking twice, I blurt, “And what about you? Are you seeing anyone right now?”
He shakes his head, “I had on and off relationship a couple years ago. Turned out, we wanted different things.”
“I see.” I nod, and pause.
I realize, I’m not that bold to ask him another question. If he wants to say something he’ll do it. He won’t though, and I’m silent, too. I’m not surprised, I’m smart enough to just admit the fact that Kyle doesn’t want me.
I realize that I might be wrong, and things are quite the opposite when he parks outside a nice condo on the other side of the town, and turns to me, smiling. His piercing-blue eyes take on a darker shade of blue inside the car, and his smile makes cute crow’s feet appear at the outer corners of his eyes.
“So, Ally the single gal from the city, would you like to come upstairs for a drink or something? If you’re allowed to drink, of course.” He says, putting his arm on top of the headrest of my seat.
I look down at my hands on my knees, and become suddenly aware how exposed they are under his intent gaze, and I shake my head, blushing. As much as I want this, I feel that I can’t do this. My body trembles, responding to his presence in the way that shocks me, but it dawns on me that I’m not ready to be alone with this man. I know I’d be totally safe around him. What stops me now from throwing my arms around his neck is showing him how I feel too soon.
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