by Cam Johns
"Okay, well I should get going Jackson. I'll see you Monday?" I need to get out of here before something happens.
"I'm sure you will Karisma." He says, walking to his car and waits for me to pull away before he does the same.
Wow, that was interesting. I think Lizzie was right…I may have a slight crush on my boss. So cliché. He looked sexy as hell too in his denim and black tight T-shirt. I don’t think it's possible for him to look bad in anything. I just want to grab his hair and kiss him sometimes. Or maybe I just want to run my fingers through his hair; it looks so silky.
As I finally pull into my driveway my heart gets heavy. I know Kevin's going to want to argue and that’s the last thing I feel like doing. I walk to the door, mentally preparing myself. Once in the door, I take my shoes off and hang up my jacket.
"I told your mother we couldn't make it today." Kevin says, sitting in the living room staring at the floor.
"Listen Kevin, I don't want to argue. You're right, I shouldn't’ve looked." I pause and wait for a response. He just continues to look at the floor. I walk further into the living room and notice two of his bags packed. Okay…I wasn't prepared for this.
"Kevin, what's up?" He still won't look up at me. "Kevin! What's going on? Are you gonna talk?”
Finally, he looks up at me. "I think I should give you some space for a while."
"Ok, and how did we come up with this resolution?" I ask crossing my arms.
"Izzy, I know I really fucked up when I slept with someone else, but I can't keep walking on eggshells. You get so upset so fast." He lets out a sigh. "I'm just not sure what else to do."
"Interesting, so your solution is to leave." I start to pace back and forth between the foyer and the living room, fuming.
"Karisma, I love you and I messed up. I've apologized over and over again."
"You son of a bitch!" I scream at him while tears stream down my face. "How dare you, I'm the one that should have the option to leave. Not you! I know you're keeping something from me. You'd rather leave than tell me what that is and blame it on me? Seriously Kevin?" I say turning my back to him. I wish I had something to throw at him right now. I hear him walking toward me and decide to stop him holding up my hand. "Don't come near me!"
"Karisma, if you could trust me…I would stay."
"So, I need to make the change? Get the fuck outta here!"
"Karisma I-I just can't say right now. But eventually, when I feel you can handle it, I'll tell you.”
"What!"
"Baby, I know when I tell you, you’ll never look at me the same. I just can't lose you."
"What!" He walks closer to me, not daring to touch me.
"I'm not cheating. Please." He stares at me waiting. I see the despair in his eyes.
"The more you speak, the more you piss me off. I'm going upstairs. If you're leaving…go." I turn and walk up the stairs. He doesn't try to stop me. A part of me wants him to leave…he doesn’t make me happy anymore…unless he’s fucking me. However, I feel like losing him would be like my father dying all over again. Not bothering to take my clothes off, I just sprawl out on the bed. I don't even want to think about what happened. I decide to just cry myself to sleep.
Chapter Five
I awake the next morning groggy, blinking in the gloomy daylight. I look around the room and see that I'm alone and remember why. Sitting up I realize I'm still in my clothes from last night. Last night...total disaster. I'm still unable to contemplate the situation, so instead I decide to take a shower. Walking into the bathroom is taxing considering my head is pounding. Need Advil. Ugh. The shock of my morning looks is disheartening. I look a total wreck. I run my fingers across my bags, trying to wipe my runny mascara from my face. I put my disheveled hair in a ponytail and pop two Advil. Running the shower, I wonder if Kevin has gone. As much as I'd like to know right now, I decide it's best to take care of myself first. Something new to me. In the shower, I wash the evidence of last night from my face and relax under the warmth of the water. I try not to think too much to keep from crying. I think about what's ahead.
When I think you can handle it, I'll tell you.
You'll never look at me the same again.
Since my father died I've depended on him. I think maybe a little too much…that may not have been the best decision. Getting out of the shower, I take the time to lotion up and spray some perfume in all the needed spots before slipping my robe on. I let my hair down and stare at myself in the mirror as I brush the kinks out. "Here we go." I whisper to myself.
I walk downstairs and peek into the living room. His bags are still there, but he's not. I peek outside and his car is still in the same place. He must've slept in the extra bedroom. I tiptoe back upstairs and quietly push the door open. He's still sleep. I step in and stand at the edge of the bed watching him...contemplating. He looks so peaceful laying there, chest bare. I'm having mixed emotions. My head wants to murder him in his sleep but my body wants to climb on top of him. I decide that I want to try and keep him with me. Here I go again, doing what’s best for someone else.
I slip my robe off, letting it slide down my body and slowly pull the cover from his legs revealing his boxers. He starts to move a bit as I climb on the bed but still undisturbed by my presence. I straddle him, not putting my weight on him, as he lies on his back and begin to nibble on his chest, trailing kisses around his nipples. In search of his sweet spot, I slide up to his neck and slowly suck as I feel him beginning to pulsate beneath me. His penis begins to wake up before he does. I glide my lips over to the other side of his neck and do the same. He begins to move his hip slowly.
"Baby." He whispers as he wakes up.
"Don't speak." I whisper as I am nibbling on his ear.
His breathing quickens as I sit up slightly, staring at him until he opens his eyes. I hold his gaze and I feel it. That undeserving hold he has on me. He stares at me, obviously unsure of what to say. Before he could think of the right words, I smother his mouth with mine, never losing gaze. I finally put all my weight down on him and he grabs at my ass pushing me into him hard. I kiss him harder, reciprocating his lust for me. I leave his lips abruptly and slide down his body, pulling his boxers off of him. His large hard erection wants me. Sliding up his body and stopping at his chest, I nibble on his nipples as he squirms beneath me. Trailing slowly down to his belly button, I let my tongue circle it slowly as he lets out soft moans, begging me to keep going. I work my mouth down his stubby pubic hair and circle his pelvis area with my mouth and tongue, then gaze up to him through my lashes and catch his steamy, blazing stare as he bites his bottom lip.
"Oh baby, you're driving me crazy." He whispers through his labored breath.
"Don't. Speak." I command, slightly lifting my head.
He smirks at me as I lean back down and stare at him as I am swallowing the head of his stick. I watch him squirm and make his O face. I slide all the way down his shaft, sucking it in like a lollipop. Up and down I go as he moves his pelvis with me. I let the saliva build up in my mouth as he slams the back of my throat. I know he likes it nasty. He watches me grab his penis with my hand while I start to jerk him and suck his balls into my mouth.
"Oh fuck!" He yells out.
"I'm gonna fuck you now." I say as I sit up and begin to slide my panties off. His eyes widen in anticipation. I stand on the bed, my legs on either side of his waist. Never losing his gaze, I watch him getting impatient, before I slowly sit and slide him inside me. Ah. He's so hard and pulsating. I ride him hard, up and down as I grab his hands and put them on my ass. He squeezes tight, lifting his hips and pounding me onto him. "Ah!" I yell out. I squeeze my love muscles to envelope him inside me as he watches me. I move faster as I bend down to kiss him. He shoves his tongue in my mouth and pounds into me harder. I feel it coming.
"Yeah, baby let it out." He whispers. I let go, and all my anger and frustration goes along with it. He begins to stiffen and constrict, cumming along with me.
I can't
move. I lie on his chest and listen to his heart slow to an even rhythm as he wraps his arms around me tight and puts his nose in my hair.
"I love you Karisma.” he whispers. I don't respond. After a few minutes of my silence, he turns, trapping me beneath him. He looks down at me, swiping strands of hair from my face and kisses me quickly. "Say something...please." I stare up at him, not really sure what I want to say or what I want to know. What are you keeping from me? Are you cheating? If you have to lie, do you really love me? "I'm not cheating…please.” I stare, noticing the sincerity in his eyes.
"I love you too." He smiles in relief. He kisses me passionately, then lays on my chest, completely relaxed. We fall asleep in each other's arms.
When I wake I'm alone in the bed. I stretch out, looking around the darkness, remembering I’m not in our bed. I get up and look downstairs to find Kevin. I don't see him anywhere and his bags are gone from the living room. Panic begins to set in…did he leave? Once I see his car is gone, I sit down in the living room, letting my thoughts run rampant. Finally deciding to just call him I head up the stairs and he walks through the door.
"Kevin," I say relieved, "where'd you go?" He holds up takeout.
"I figured you'd be hungry." He says smiling. I run down to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and kiss him hard.
"What's goin’ on boo?"
"I didn't see your bags in there anymore..." I say gesturing toward the living room.
"Oh no baby, I'm not going anywhere." He kisses me deeply and holds me tight. "Let's eat." He says winking and smiling. We spend the rest of the evening enjoying each other's company. Not acknowledging the events of the night before. Just eating, loving and sleeping.
Chapter Six
The next morning, I wake anew. Let's try and let whatever happened remain resolved for now. Again, I turn over, and again, Kevin is gone. Already up I guess. Checking the time I jump out of bed. Shit, I only have an hour to get to work.
"I kept trying to get you up boo." He says walking out of his closet. I smile at him admiring him in his suit.
"Don't you look nice?" He smiles walking over to me.
"Thank you." He kisses me sensually while holding me tight. "You better get ready before I really make you late." He kisses me once more then heads out the door. "Have a good day boo."
"You too babe."
I pull up to the center right on time. Once in my office I drop my things on my desk and grab the schedule to see my first client. Someone new…Colton Dean. I run to the cafeteria first to get some coffee before heading to the waiting area. "Colton Dean." I say into the crowd. A very tall, attractive man, about my age with ivory skin limps toward me.
"Do you need a wheelchair Mr. Dean?" I ask walking toward him.
"Absolutely not. I'm fine."
"Ok, well I'm Karisma, your Physical Therapist. We'll go straight to the gym. Let's take it slow sir."
"Colton please, and slow is all I got today." I smile at him as he stares down at me. Once we finally reach the gym, I sit him down on the first bench and have him lie back. I look around for my Assistant Physical Therapist Matthew. Spotting him talking to Claire I wave him over.
"Colton, this is Matthew my assistant, he will be working on you while we get better acquainted." He smiles and shakes Matthew's hand. "So Mr.-Colton," I smile, "how did this happen?”
"Well, I got in a really bad scuffle and ended up breaking my ankle. Had to have surgery. I'm finally able to at least stand on it."
"Ouch, well I have all of your info in your chart from your Orthro, so let's get started.”
Matthew and I spend about two hours doing minor strengthening exercises with Colton before we were finally done. He told me he got into some problem during a business transaction. I knew then I didn’t want to ask any further questions about that. "Why don't you sit there for a second and call your ride, okay?”
"You got it Karisma." He says smiling. I walk to the reception area to hand in Colton's paperwork and make his next appointment.
"Miss Washington." I don’t know why but a smile immediately appears on my face knowing it’s Jackson’s voice.
"Mr. Turner." I turn to face him.
"How are you?"
"I'm doing well. You?" He doesn’t respond. I can tell he’s fighting the urge to say something. "Cat got your tongue?" He smiles clearing his throat.
"You busy?"
"I'm actually about to head back in with my client." A look of dismay covers his face.
"I'd like to talk to you today. Can you pencil me in somewhere?"
I smile at him. "I don't have to pencil you in. C'mon, sit in my office. I'll be there in a second."
He smiles happily, "I'll be waiting." I love it when he flirts with me.
"Colton, here’s your next appointment." I smile handing him my card. "So until then, keep moving, but don't overdo it. Matthew will see you out."
"Till next time Karisma."
Walking back to my office, I ponder what Jackson could possibly want. I feel butterflies in my stomach. Why am I so nervous? Once at the door, I take a deep breath and walk in. He's at my desk taking a look at the photo of me and Kevin. "That's my boyfriend and I during one of our trips."
"You look happy Miss Washington."
"I am Mr. Turner." I walk around my desk to have a seat, watching as he unbuttons his expensive suit jacket to sit. I wait to see if he'll speak but he just smiles. “So…Mr. Turner, how can I help you?" He leans forward, putting his arms on his knees and plays with his hands. Something is bothering him obviously, he's never nervous like this. I want to make him comfortable with me. I walk over to the front of my desk and lean my butt on the edge in front of him. "I can tell something's bothering you Jackson, so tell me." He suddenly stands, giving me this blank stare. I am mesmerized by his beautiful light blue eyes glaring at me; my breathing begins to become heavy. What the hell is going on? Why do I get like this when he's near? I squeeze my legs trying to fight the urge pulsating through me down there, looking at the floor to distract myself.
"I'm sorry Karisma, I should go." I grab his hand before he could completely turn and walk away. His head is down a little and his usually perfect hair falls in face. I lift my hands and slide the hair back behind his ears as he looks at me with desire, it seems.
"Are you sure?" He doesn't answer he just smiles at me. "Is something up with my job here…I haven’t seen Alyssa all day."
"No nothing like that. Alyssa isn’t down here, she's been upstairs with Maggie most of the day. Your position here is very secure."
"Okay, well..." He smiles again, rubbing his chin with his thumb and index finger. He's hot.
"I can't, I'm sorry to bother you." He turns to walk out and before I know it he's out of sight. For a second I thought he was going to make a welcomed pass at me. I'm relieved he didn't, because how I was feeling; I'm not sure I would be able to resist. I sit at my desk to catch my breath and check my phone. I've got two missed calls from mother and a text from Kevin.
Kevin:
Hey boo. Hope your day's going well. Will be home late…business meeting.
Another meeting? He's been coming home late a lot these days. It must have something to do with this project again. Then again, maybe it’s whatever he's been keeping from me.
Me:
My day has been interesting. I'll see you when you get home then.
I don't hear back from him and end up staying late that night myself. Around six Alyssa comes knocking at my door.
"Hey Kay! What are you still doing here?"
"Paperwork. Where have you been all day?” She walks in and takes a seat in front of me seemingly excited.
"So guess what!" She says with a huge grin.
"What…tell me!" I say equally excited.
"They're promoting me!"
"Get outta here…that's fantastic!" I say jumping up to give her a hug.
"The best part is, I recommended you for my job."
"No, you didn't." I say s
urprised.
"I think you may get it." She assures me. Immediately I think of what Jackson said earlier. Your position is very secure here.
"But Alyssa, I've only been here a few months."
"And you're the most qualified. Plus they like to promote in-house"
"Oh my goodness, Chief Executive PT, that's awesome!" I say getting excited and hugging her again.
"Come out and celebrate with us tonight."
"Well, who is us?"
"A few of the other PTs, Julia at reception, Jenn, Matthew and Jackson of course. Hopefully his brother comes too, he's hot."
"Well Kevin's working late so I guess so."
"Great c'mon hurry up. We'll meet you in the lobby, we're goin’ right across the street."
"Okay."
I choose not to tell her what happened with Jackson earlier. I think that would just give her more of a reason to suspect something. I'm glad I decided to wear this flare dress today, though. I fix my makeup and remove my hair from its ponytail and check myself in the mirror before gathering my things then make my way to the main floor where the lobby is. Everyone seems to already be there. Right away I notice Julia hanging on Jackson's every word, totally annoying me. I walk quickly towards Alyssa, who is waving at me.
"Let's go girl.” she says, hooking her arm in mine and leading the way. Jackson and I catch each other's eye and smile. He has removed his suit jacket, tie and unbuttoned his top two buttons on his shirt. We go to Epic's Bar & Lounge across the street. It's Monday evening but still booming like it's Friday.
"There's Jenn!" Alyssa yells over the music. Of course she's here and has a section set out for us already. I swear that girl seems to know everyone. Jenn jumps up and gives us both a hug.
"Congratulations ladies."
"Well, I'm not promoted yet." I say smiling.
"Oh whatever girl, it's a done deal." Alyssa reassures me. In walks a tall, light-skinned slim man that begins to scan the crowd. "Ooh girl, there's Jackson's brother." Alyssa can't hide her reverie.