little
butterflies flutter around in my stomach.
The last thing I needed or wanted
at that point in my life was another guy. The last one had devastated me to the
point that I had a hard time staying out of the bars. I was just now after a
long time starting to get a grasp on life again. I didn't need someone else
coming in, breaking my heart, and making me spiral out of control again. I
could see Jet doing exactly that to me. He didn't care who he hurt, especially
a female. I would be just another girl he played with, and then be tossed
aside. That would hurt, maybe worse than the last one; how would I be able to
bear that?
I decided to not say a word, it wasn't worth getting into a debate over at 11:00
p.m. All I wanted was to return to my warm bed, and the slumber that kept me
snuggled in tight. However, the silence seemed to stretch on indefinitely,
until I felt desperate to break it. He just stood there with a small smile on
his face. I didn't know what to say or what to do.
So I asked, “You're really
serious?” I already knew by the look on his face that he was.
He inched closer to me. “You know
I'm serious.” Standing there in my pajamas, I didn’t even know what to say
back. I couldn’t believe he was hitting on me without a touch of makeup on my
face. He must really be hard up if he was coming to see me in the middle of the
night.
He continued to move toward me,
until he was only inches away. We were practically breathing the same breath. I
thought my heart may have stopped. Nervous tingles rode up and down my body. I
had never felt that way before, and I couldn't explain what Jet's closeness did
to me.
Trying to break the tension between
us, I tried to joke with him. “Why don't you go bother some other girls? I bet
there are tons that would be more than happy for a late night visit from you.
Get your needs met, you know.”
“And you're not one of them?”
“No, I'm not.” I almost enjoyed saying
those words to him. Words he probably had never heard from another girl.
“Well there aren't any other
girls out there who are like you. You are one of a kind.”
Then to my surprise, he slowly
brought his lips to mine and kissed me softly. Sparks went off in my mind, but
not just there; my heart also sprang alive with his kiss. It was the softest
kiss; there wasn't even any tongue, and yet it lit me up instantly. I couldn't
remember the last time a kiss had that effect on me, maybe never. It not only made
my mouth tingle in a delicious way, but it enticed heat to run through the
length of my body. I gasped as it took my breath away.
He pulled away and stared at my
trembling bottom lip and then kissed me again, just as softly. But this time it
was with a little more urgency as his tongue slipped into my mouth. Heat
exploded through my body. I stopped myself from letting a moan escape my lips.
I knew if I allowed that, it would be my undoing. He would not take no for an
answer if he knew I wanted more from that kiss. I had no idea why he had such
an effect on me, but I wasn't about to let him become aware of that fact.
I pulled away suddenly and saw
confusion written on his face.
“Not now, Jet,” I said.
“What's wrong?”
I just shook my head. “Nothing. Is that all you needed then?” I smiled before
looking down at my feet when I spoke, knowing that my cheeks were flushed.
There was a moment of silence
before he said, “I guess.” There was a certain sadness
in his voice that I couldn't quite understand. I really just couldn't
comprehend what I had that he wanted.
I looked up, to watch him slowly
walk away. He faced me at first, and then turned his back to me and walked down
the sidewalk. I watched him until he disappeared, more
confused than I had been the entire night.
I walked up the steps of my
building, and slowly unlocked the door. I trotted back up the five flights of
stairs, and exhausted, I practically fell into my apartment. I slipped silently
back into my room and bed,
butterflies flutter around in my stomach.
The last thing I needed or wanted
at that point in my life was another guy. The last one had devastated me to the
point that I had a hard time staying out of the bars. I was just now after a
long time starting to get a grasp on life again. I didn't need someone else
coming in, breaking my heart, and making me spiral out of control again. I
could see Jet doing exactly that to me. He didn't care who he hurt, especially
a female. I would be just another girl he played with, and then be tossed
aside. That would hurt, maybe worse than the last one; how would I be able to
bear that?
I decided to not say a word, it wasn't worth getting into a debate over at 11:00
p.m. All I wanted was to return to my warm bed, and the slumber that kept me
snuggled in tight. However, the silence seemed to stretch on indefinitely,
until I felt desperate to break it. He just stood there with a small smile on
his face. I didn't know what to say or what to do.
So I asked, “You're really
serious?” I already knew by the look on his face that he was.
He inched closer to me. “You know
I'm serious.” Standing there in my pajamas, I didn’t even know what to say
back. I couldn’t believe he was hitting on me without a touch of makeup on my
face. He must really be hard up if he was coming to see me in the middle of the
night.
He continued to move toward me,
until he was only inches away. We were practically breathing the same breath. I
thought my heart may have stopped. Nervous tingles rode up and down my body. I
had never felt that way before, and I couldn't explain what Jet's closeness did
to me.
Trying to break the tension between
us, I tried to joke with him. “Why don't you go bother some other girls? I bet
there are tons that would be more than happy for a late night visit from you.
Get your needs met, you know.”
“And you're not one of them?”
“No, I'm not.” I almost enjoyed saying
those words to him. Words he probably had never heard from another girl.
“Well there aren't any other
girls out there who are like you. You are one of a kind.”
Then to my surprise, he slowly
brought his lips to mine and kissed me softly. Sparks went off in my mind, but
not just there; my heart also sprang alive with his kiss. It was the softest
kiss; there wasn't even any tongue, and yet it lit me up instantly. I couldn't
remember the last time a kiss had that effect on me, maybe never. It not only made
my mouth tingle in a delicious way, but it enticed heat to run through the
length of my body. I gasped as it took my breath away.
He pulled away and stared at my
trembling bottom lip and then kissed me again, just as softly. But this time it
was with a little more urgency as his tongue slipped into my mouth. Heat
exploded through my body. I stopped myself from letting a moan escape my lips.
I knew if I allowed that, it would be my undoing. He would not take no for an
answer if he knew I wanted more from that kiss. I had no idea why he had such
an effect on me, but I wasn't about to let him become aware of that fact.
I pulled away suddenly and saw
confusion written on his face.
“Not now, Jet,” I said.
“What's wrong?”
I just shook my head. “Nothing. Is that all you needed then?” I smiled before
looking down at my feet when I spoke, knowing that my cheeks were flushed.
There was a moment of silence
before he said, “I guess.” There was a certain sadness
in his voice that I couldn't quite understand. I really just couldn't
comprehend what I had that he wanted.
I looked up, to watch him slowly
walk away. He faced me at first, and then turned his back to me and walked down
the sidewalk. I watched him until he disappeared, more
confused than I had been the entire night.
I walked up the steps of my
building, and slowly unlocked the door. I trotted back up the five flights of
stairs, and exhausted, I practically fell into my apartment. I slipped silently
back into my room and bed,
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