CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
During dinner, a Mexican menu tonight, we thought it'd be good to meet up at Todd's room at around seven o'clock to watch a movie. It’s Reilly's pick. Everyone just wants a night off from thinking about saving the world, so to speak. We just want to be typical teenagers. Sherri says that she wants to pick up all the junk food and pop, and bring it to the room for us. After some protest, everyone agrees to let her do it, since she's insisting.
We all head to our rooms to do some homework, and take some time to ourselves to do our own thing. I change into my most comfy jammies before heading to Todd’s for the movie. I want to sleep in my new babydolls that my folks brought me, but I can't wear those to Todd's room, they allow too much skin to show. I don't see a point in torturing the guy.
Everyone arrives on time, and picks through the pile of chips and candy to find what they like. We choose our seats, while Reilly picks an action movie. I try hard to contain my excitement… NOT! But there is junk food, pop and great friends. What could be better?
After the movie, we sit around and chat it up for a little bit, then all separate and head out the door to go back to our rooms. Todd grabs my arm before I walk out the door, and asks if he can talk to me privately for a minute.
Todd looks me in the eyes. He has the most gorgeous eyes. I get transfixed when I look into them. “Laura, I know that you're in a relationship with Laden, but don't you think he's a little too old for you. I mean isn't he like 30 or something?”
I'm a little angry that he's sticking his nose where it doesn't belong. “No, Laden is 23 years old, and since I'm almost 19, that means he's only about 4 years older than me.”
“I just want you to know that I, um...” Todd shifts his eyes down to the floor and chooses his words carefully. “I really like you. I don't know why, no matter how hard I try to not want you, I can't stop. I think that we can have something amazing between us, and I don't mean sex. I'm not trying to overstep here, I just want you to know that I'm here for you. It just has to be said, so you're aware that if he leaves you, I'll be here.”
It takes a lot of swallowing of the pride to say what he said. What do I say now? “Um... well... thank you. I like you too Todd. But if Laden and I did stop our relationship, I'm probably not going to want to fall into anyone's arms for quite a while.”
“I can wait… as long as it takes. I can't seem to break away from you. I want you. So I'll just wait.” Todd smiles at me. “Ok, you can go. I just had to let you know that. Now that it's said, I feel better.”
Great! He might feel better but I feel like a shmuck. Not only do I have Laden caring about me, I have Todd as well. Yup, I am one of those girls that I can't stand. Lovely!
“Well, um, thank you again. I'm going to go now. I'll see you tomorrow at breakfast, ok?” With that said, I rush out the door, before I decide to let my instincts take control and jump him.
I finally get back to my room, and strip my clothes off, and hop into the hot shower. Maybe the water will wash away my problems. If I could only be so lucky!
I put the water as hot as I can handle, then start shampooing and soaping. I stand right under the water, and let it wash over my head, and down my face. I stand like that for a long time, while the water rinses the shampoo from my hair. I lather some cream rinse in it, pull it forward so that it's hanging down my chest and stand with the hot water flowing smoothly down my back. It feels so good, like it's washing away all of my troubles.
“You look so sexy in there.” Laden is in my bathroom... watching me!
“Why are you in my bathroom?” Even though I know that he can't really see through the shower door, I still try to cover up my private parts.
“I came back to see you, remember; I said that I would.” Laden is taking off his clothes. I can kind of see him. “Can I come in with you? I'll wash your back.”
Laden is naked. Butterflies are frantic in my belly. I can’t make out any details of Laden’s body, but I can see his entire skin colour, no clothing hiding anything. He's coming towards the shower and me in it, naked! Nobody has seen me totally naked since I was a little girl. What if he doesn't like what he sees? OhmyGod! Do something Laura!
“I’ve never… I mean… wait… I'm scared.” I roll my eyes, because I can't believe I just said that.
Laden stops at the shower door and doesn't open it. “I will never hurt you. I will never do anything that you don't want me to do. I don't want you to be scared, ever. I'll wait until you’re ready. Is it ok if I still watch you shower? You look so sexy in there! I can't see anything clearly but I can watch your general shape, and I love what I see.”
“Um, yeah, that's ok.” I only have to rinse out of my hair to be finished but if it turns him on to watch me, and I know he will never hurt me, then why not.
I take my time rinsing out my hair. I can feel his eyes on me. It's turning me on, and I'm pretty sure it's probably turning him on too. Everything turns him on. I giggle, but I don't think it's loud enough for Laden to hear me.
I turn the water off, and open the door, just a little. “Can you hand me a towel?” There is no way that I'm coming out of this shower stall naked, with him staring at me. No way.
Laden picks up a big fluffy white towel, and hands it to me. I notice that he also has a white towel wrapped around his waist, and nothing else on. My stomach is doing the butterfly thing again.
I dry myself off and wrap the towel around me, and take a deep breath. I open the shower door, and step out. My legs are shaking. I really hope they hold me up. How humiliating would that be?
“You are so beautiful.” Laden is looking straight into my reddish eyes, and smiling just a little smile.
Good Lord he is gorgeous! His calves are strong and formed like a bicyclist’s. His chest draws my attention, entrancing me. There's something about his chest that fills me with desire. It's so rippled, so strong, that I want to run my fingers up and down it. Kiss all of it. His arms are so manly, strong and thick, not like a guy my age. Of course his face is magazine perfect, with that drop dead gorgeous smile of his.
I still can't believe he likes me, my stomach flutters fiercely. Damn butterflies go away!
He takes my hand and walks me to my computer chair, and sits me down. He then goes back to the bathroom and returns a few seconds later with a towel, a brush, and my hairdryer. He plugs in the hairdryer, and sets it down long enough to towel dry my hair. Laden tirelessly blow-dries it, and carefully, painlessly, brushes the knots out afterwards.
He puts his hands on my shoulders, and gently guides me over to the bed, and sits me down. He lights two candles, then turns out the light. My stomach is flipping around so much that I might puke.
I am ready for this. I want Laden to be my first. I love him. I'm just nervous as hell. I take a few deep breaths nonchalantly, so he doesn't notice my anxiety.
Laden kneels down on the floor in from of me. “If you would prefer, we can just watch TV.” I shake my head ‘no’. Laden has the softest expression on his face. He smiles adoringly at me. “I will stop anytime if you ask me to.”
And with that said, I lean in and kiss him. His gentleness is so reassuring. His patience is admirable. His touch is so gentle. Laden is making this a magical, memorable night. It is beautiful. He's beautiful.
Candlelight is softly reflecting off of our glistening skin. The sounds of our rhythmic breathing, so erotic. The sweet saltiness of his skin. The scent of passion in the air. So much time is passing, but nothing outside of us and this room exists. At least… not tonight.
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