Shadows (12 page)

"Wow." It comes out as a whisper. He has
momentarily taken my voice away.

"I agree. We will come back to this topic
later. I'm not closing the door on it just yet. Let's get you out
of the house and some food in you."

"Okay. Where are we going to eat?"

"I was thinking the diner off Main Street in
town. We can get some burgers and head to your parents afterwards.
Okay?"

"Sure, sounds good." Slipping on my favorite
chucks, I grab my jacket and purse. I'm ready to go, but Theron is
digging in the hallway closet for something. He holds up an
umbrella. Wonderful, it's raining.

The diner isn't very busy today. Theron's
reading his menu and I'm watching the raindrops slide down the
window pane next to me. I love looking through windows and watching
people interact with each other and the world around them. Outside
seems to be just like the diner today, very slow.

"So, have you guys decided?" The waitress
looks directly at Theron while she's talking. I'm not sure she even
knows I'm sitting here.

Laying down his menu down, he looks over to
me. "Ladies first."

"Well, aren't you the gentleman?" The waitress
sends him a sweet smile. It instantly fades as she turns to face
me. I'm sure it has nothing to do with the mean look I'm sending in
her direction.

"I'll have a cheeseburger, no tomato or onion.
I'll also take a side of fries and a Pepsi." I try to smile at her,
but it ends up being more of smirk.

"Okay, and for you sir?" Smiling sweetly at
Theron, she brushes his shoulder with her fingers. Why is she
touching him?

"I'll have the same, but with onions." He
doesn't look at her when he orders. He's staring right at me. Blush
creeps into my cheeks. He hands the waitress the menu, but she
doesn't seem to get the point.

"Can I interest you in anything else?" I swear
she bats her eyes at him. I'm irritated by her and she hasn't
technically done anything wrong. I don't like her.

"No." His tone is flat showing no emotion. Her
smile fades as she walks away to turn our order in.

"Eve?" He raises his eyebrows at me and folds
his hands on the table.

"Yes?" I bat my eyelashes at him and give him
a huge cheesy grin.

"Is there a problem with our
waitress?"

"Not that I'm aware of. We could ask for
someone different if you'd like."

"Jealous?"

"No!" It comes out louder than I intended. "I
just didn't like the way she looked at you or touched
you."

"Does it matter how she looks at me, when I'm
looking at you? You're the only person I care to see or touch in
here." Reaching across the table for my hand, he places a soft kiss
on my knuckles.

"No, I'm sorry," I whisper sheepishly. I've
never reacted like that before. She really didn't do anything
wrong.

The waitress brings our drinks and food in a
timely fashion, much to my dismay. I'm intentionally waiting for
her to mess up, but she hasn’t. Our food was delicious as well. She
brings us our bill and Theron throws some money on the table. He
holds my hand as we walk back to his car. We sit in silence for a
few minutes before he turns to look at me.

"Aren’t we going? You haven't started the car
yet." I'm hoping my question will keep him from talking about the
way I acted at lunch.

"You're beautiful. I found your jealous side
kind of surprising…and sexy." He starts the car and lays his hand
on the inside of my upper thigh. I mentally wish for his hand to
move up just a little more, but we are headed to my parents. It's
probably best if I'm not a crazed sex fiend when we
arrive.

It doesn't take long to get to my parents. I
wait as Theron comes around to open my door for me. I step out of
the car and I can hear seagulls. It brings me hope for spring. My
parents can't stand the birds and the mess they make, but it comes
with living so close to Lake Michigan. My dad and Robert are
unloading the last of my boxes into the garage. Theron walks over
to give them a hand and I head inside the house.

"I smell cookies." My stomach growls. How is
this even possible after we just ate?

"They are still warm, if you want one."
Standing in the kitchen holding a large bowl, my mom licks icing
off a spoon. It looks delicious so I grab a spoon and join
her.

"Mom, this is so good."

"Thanks, sweetie. Did you check in with your
dad and Robert?"

"No, Theron went to see if he could help them
though."

"Oh? I wasn't aware he was coming."

I look at my mom not knowing what to say. She
probably thinks I'm staying here with them. I don't know where I'm
staying. Theron said we had to finish our conversation, but I was
being a brat at lunch, so nothing was said. Dipping my spoon back
in the frosting, I take another lick. It would be rude for me to
talk with my mouthful. I hear the front door open and follow my mom
into the living room. My dad and Robert are talking Theron's ear
off. My dad spots me and pats the cushion next to him on the
couch.

"Evelyn, you didn’t tell me Theron likes
baseball."

"Oh, he's a Cubs fan so I knew you would
approve." Leaning over, I give my dad a kiss on his
cheek.

"Theron, could I borrow you for a second.
There are some boxes I need help with in my room."

"Sure, babe, whatever you need." Following me
into my bedroom, he sits on the bed as I close the door.

"I don't actually need help." I walk over to
Theron and stand between his legs. He slides his hands up the sides
of my legs and rests them on my hips.

"I figured as much. What are we doing in here,
babe?" He looks up at me, the atmosphere changing as soon as I look
into his gorgeous eyes. I need to touch him. Holding his face in my
hands, I softly kiss his lips. His lips part and I sweep my tongue
into his mouth. He tastes like heaven. Moving my hands to his
shoulders, I push him back onto the bed. He wraps his hands in my
hair, gently pulling. I moan into his mouth. Pulling back from our
kiss, I maneuver myself so I'm straddling his hips. His hands reach
up to grasp my waist as I circle my hips, grinding into him. I can
feel his erection through his jeans. Circling my hips again, I make
sure the friction hits my clit as I push down harder on
him.

"Babe…Shit. We need to stop. I don't want to
disrespect your parents like this."

"I can't. I need to touch you." Bending down I
kiss his lips, working my way over his jaw and up to his ear. I
whisper, "I need to feel you." I gently give him a light nip,
pulling his lobe between my teeth and he tries to stifle a moan. "I
need you."

"Not like this, beautiful. Let me take care of
you." I sit up and he rolls me onto my back. He rolls my sweater up
stopping just above my breasts. Pulling the cups down of my black
satin bra, he trusses my breasts up into the air. He tugs on one of
my nipples as he rolls it between his thumb and forefinger. A sharp
hiss leaves my lips. He leans down and sucks my hard peak into his
mouth as his fingers start their assault on my other breast.
Releasing my nipple from his mouth with a pop, he moves onto the
other one. One hand finds it way behind my head grasping the base
of my neck, the other slides down my stomach. He undoes my button
and pulls the zipper of my jeans down. Slipping his fingers into my
panties, he spreads my lips and I feel his fingers glide over my
clit.

"So, wet." Sitting up, he pulls his hands away
from me. I whimper at the loss of touch. "Ssh, Eve. I'll make this
better for you, but you have to be quiet. Can you do
that?"

"Yes." My voice is breathy and my pulse is
racing.

Standing over me, he pulls my shoes off.
Grabbing the sides of my jeans he slides them off my body. He looks
over me and step backs. I watch him walk to the door and lock it.
"No visitors." He’s chewing his bottom lip as he approaches me. I
want to be his lip. I squirm under his gaze. "Quiet, babe." I nod
my head. Bending down, he grasps the front of my panties between
his teeth. His fingers hook into the sides, sliding them down my
body. I gasp as I feel his hands run up my legs. He kisses the
inside of my thigh and I let out a soft whimper.

He smacks one of my breasts. "Quiet." It
stings for just a second, before it’s replaced with immense
pleasure. He slides one finger into me. "God, babe, your dripping.
Do you like that?" He smacks my other breast and again I feel a
sting followed by pure pleasure. I bite my lip, trying not to make
a sound. "Answer me."

"Yes. Please, just touch me."

Raising his eyebrows, he grins at me. "Yes,
beautiful." His fingers spread me open and his tongue finds my
clit. Sucking it into his mouth, he circles it with his tongue. My
back arches and my hands grip his hair, pulling him down into me.
Flattening his tongue, he licks me up my center to my hard nub. He
slides two fingers into me and bites down on my clit before
flicking it with his tongue. My body jerks from the sensation.
Thrusting his fingers in and out of my pussy, he curls them up to
hit my wall. I curl my toes and my body stiffens. I'm so close.
Spreading my lips open with one hand, he slams into me with his
other one. I lift my hips and push back into him. I need him
deeper, harder. He raises his hand and smacks my clit. Pleasure
seers through my body. My hands are fisting the sheets. I grab a
pillow to bury my face in. I bite it to keep myself from screaming
out in pleasure.

"Let go, Eve. I want to feel you come." He
fingers are raking against my wall and I let go. Warmth spreads up
my body from my toes, my walls clench around Theron's fingers.
Pulling them out, he laps at my juices. My body comes undone and he
enjoys every last drop of it. My legs are shaking as he kisses the
inside of my thighs.

"Oh. My. God." I'm out of breath. I definitely
need a minute to regroup my body parts back into normal working
order. Theron taps my foot and I look up at him.

"There's my beautiful my girl. We need to get
you dressed." He slides my panties up my legs and I lift my hips as
he pulls them up to my waist. He does the same with my pants. Once
he's satisfied with dressing my lower half, he fixes my bra and
pulls down my sweater. "There, now you look as though you're just
taking a nap."

"Hmmm." I close my eyes and I feel the bed dip
as Theron lays down beside me.

"Did I break you, babe?"

"Hmmm."

Laughing, he pulls me into his body. "I must
have. You've lost the ability to speak."

I'm lying curled up on my side with his arms
wrapped tightly around me. I’m cocooned by him. I feel so
incredibly safe with him.

"We could do this every day. I like having you
at my place. Move in with me." He kisses the back of
head.

My heart is pounding in my chest. I want to
say yes, but I'm so scared. We barely know each other.

"I just…is it too soon?" I'm chewing on the
inside of my cheek.

Scooting back, he turns me to face him taking
my face in his hands. "I want you to be the last thing I see before
I close my eyes at night, and the first thing I see when I open
them in the morning. I want to feel your breath on my face when you
sleep. I want to breathe you in. I want to feel your heart beat
against my palms when I wrap my arms around you. I want to know
you're real, and to know you're mine. I'm keeping you. I will
always protect you and cherish you. Please move in with me,
Beautiful." He's asking me to move in, but it almost sounds like a
marriage proposal. If I've learned anything over the past few days,
it's there are no guarantees in life. People can come and go so
easily.

"Okay." I give him a soft smile. Running his
fingers through my hair, he pulls me in for kiss. There's a knock
on the door and we both jump up. Theron is laughing and starts
putting boxes on my bed. I try to comb my hair out with my fingers
and straighten my clothes. I'm sure I don't look like I've been
moving boxes. I unlock the door and pull it open.

"Are you finding everything okay, sweet pea?"
My dad stands in the doorway and gives Theron a sharp look. He's
not stupid, no one locks a door to move boxes around.

"Yes. I'm just going through some boxes to
grab some clothes for the next week or so." I don't finish my
thought. I'm not sure my dad will not appreciate my decision. I
lived with Matt and Kayla for years, but we were all just
friends.

"Are you not staying then? Not even for a
little while? Have you thought this through?" My dad crosses his
arms and steps into the room. He's trying to make himself appear
bigger than he really is, but instead he just looks like an
overgrown teddy bear.

"Yes, Dad. I've thought this through. I'm
sorry. I'm going to stay at Theron's for a bit." I'm packing a
duffel bag with clothes and I don't make eye contact with him. I
don't want to see his disappointment.

"Theron, could you please see if Linda needs
any help in the kitchen? Robert is out there, but he's not very
good at helping his mom. He tends to just frustrate her." My dad
doesn't look at Theron when he speaks to him. His eyes never leave
me, I can feel him staring at me across the room. Theron nods his
head and kisses my on my forehead before he leaves the
room.