Waiting for Something (13 page)

Fourteen

After being with Jake for a week, I knew that this could be the life I live for the rest of my life. Once we got back to his place, he helped me unpack and get things all moved in to their own little drawers and what not. He made me a sandwich, which is ironic because it’s usually the other way around and the sandwich was amazing actually. The next day we went to Mike’s house and had a barbeque there, which was really nice. His wife is such a sweetheart and their kids are adorable.

As far as the physical part of our relationship, well, let’s just say we’ve gotten a little too close to home more than once. It’s not that I don’t want to. I just need to know for sure that I’m ready. I want to be able to decide that I’m ready when I’m not just horny and in the moment. So until further notice, I’m still a virgin well at least when it involves sex everything else we’ve done. 

Tonight Jake is taking me out to this restaurant that supposedly has the best lobster ever. I didn’t care where we went. I was just excited to see the night life finally.

“You almost ready?” Jake yelled from the front door.

“Yes, just a minute! I’m hurrying!” I rushed from the stairs and basically fell into Jake.

“Watch your step, Ali Cat,” he helped me get my balance back.

“Thanks,” I giggled.

“You look stunning,” he twirled me in my skin-tight halter top black dress. I’m not going to lie, I looked hot and I felt sexy. I wore red stilettos and my pearl bracelet with matching earrings.

“Thank
you.You look good, too,” I kissed his cheek.  I couldn’t help but let my jaw drop while I looked at him in his black suit.

“You ready for a night out on the town, pretty lady?” he winked at me.

“More than ever. So, supper and then the movies?” I had suggested dancing but he wanted to go to the movies.

“I was thinking dancing instead,” he looked at me to see my face light up.

“You never cease to amaze me,” my heart fluttered and my stomach flipped.

“
Gotta keep you on your toes,” he kissed my forehead.

We went to the restaurant and before we got there, I had worried we might be overdressed, but we fit right in. It had to cost a lot but Jake said not to worry about it, to enjoy myself and get what I wanted. So I did. My birthday was tomorrow and since he had to work, this was my celebration.
Finally 18. I was now a legal adult.

“How’s the lobster?” He looked at my messy fingers and smirked.

“Delicious. Although I’m a feeling a little tipsy from the wine you ordered. How’d you get away with it?” I leaned in a little.

“Fake I.D.s, baby.
Just because I’m a changed man doesn’t mean that I still don’t like to live a little dangerously,” he winked and took a sip of his wine.

“You’re a naughty boy,” I bit my bottom lip.

“Oh, you have no idea, sweetheart. If you’d like me to show you, I will.” His eyes burned into me and I felt my nether regions heat up.

“I’d be honored.” My voice was surprisingly seductive and I assumed it was the hormones coursing through me.

“Ali Cat, you turn me on too easily.” His Adam’s apple jutted out a little as he cleared his throat and I felt the heat again.

“Oh, you have no idea.” My face flushed and that was all he needed.

“I’m going to give you the best night you’ve ever had, Ali Cat.” I watched as he licked his lips and I knew he had to be hard.

“I can hardly wait,” I readjusted myself in my seat trying to cool down my lady bits.

After dinner, we headed to a bar with live music and dancing. It was a little dressier but I still changed into more comfortable shoes.

“This place is crazy packed!” I yelled over the band.

“Let’s go to the bar.” He put his hand on the small of my back and directed us toward the bar.

“I’ll have a Jack on the rocks,” he sounded so confident.

“I’ll have an apple martini, please.” I felt so adult but also slightly nervous, which was really not so adult.

“I’ll need to see some I.D.s, please.” The bartender didn’t
seemed fazed, just asking a routine question.

“There you go,” Jake set them on the table and the bartender went to work.

“I love you,” I leaned my head on his shoulder.

“Anytime, Ali Cat,” he kissed me.

We got our drinks and watched the band for a while, drinking and just enjoying our time together. After two martinis I was ready to dance.

“Let’s go dance,” I pulled him off the stool and he followed in pursuit.

“You’re drunk,” he laughed.

“So are you,” I poked his nose.

“Let’s go, little lady.” He whisked me away on the dance floor and spun me around.

We danced for at least 45 minutes, line dancing, slow dancing, and the pretzel. I felt like life couldn’t get any better. But then it did. We walked back to the bar and sat down for a little breather

“Let’s get out of here. We need to sober up.” Jake helped me outside and called for a cab.

“Where to?” the driver asked.

“Waffle House on Marine Boulevard, please,” Jake leaned back and put his arm around me.

“
Mmm, breakfast,” I snuggled against his shoulder.

“At 2 in the morning.
Shit, I’ll need to come get my car tomorrow,” he threw his head back.

“Oh, well,” I smiled slightly and started kissing him.
Everywhere. And I mean everywhere.

“Take me home,” I breathed between kisses.

“Driver, um. Uh. Take us to. Yeah,” he gave the driver the address and we headed home.

Once we got back to the house, it wasn’t long before my clothes were gone and his as well. They were
strewed  everywhere, making a trail to the bedroom. His dog Max watched from his chair as we headed to the room.

“I want you,” I moaned.

“Oh, Ali Cat, you have no idea,” he smothered his face in my neck.

“Take me.” We
laid on the bed.

“I’ll take you anywhere
,.” he groaned.

“No, make love to me, Jake Thomas.” I felt him freeze on top of me.

“Ali, baby, you’re drunk,” he looked pained.

“No, I know I want this. I want it with you and only you.
Now.” I knew what I was feeling was not just the alcohol talking.

“Are you sure, Ali? Because once it happens, we can’t take it back,” he looked deeply in my eyes and I just knew.

“I’ve never been so sure in my life,” my throat started to get a little dry.

And with that notion Jake and I made love for the first, second, and third time that night. It was the most passionate and most romantic action I’ve ever done with someone, and I’m glad I did it with Jake. The next morning, though, was rough. My legs were sore and so were my lady bits. I woke up at noon with a massive hangover, too. I smelled coffee coming from the kitchen and decided to make my way toward it.

“Well, hello, beautiful,” Jake smiled looking from the paper. I could tell he’d already been up for a while, worked out and showered too.

“Hi,” I groaned at the pains in my body.

“Coffee?” he got up and started to pour a cup.

“Please,” I sat at the island.

“So, are you ok?” he was hesitant.

“My head?
No. My lady bits? No. My legs? No. My heart? Never been better,” I grinned.

“I love you, Ali Cat.” He kissed me and I had to return the favor. I’m
not  going to lie, I was horny again.

“I love you so much, Jake,” I wrapped my arms around him and he lifted me up.

“You’re going to be the death of me, little girl,” he moaned as we headed into the bedroom again.

“I plan to be.” And we were drowning in our own love again. Our legs intertwined and my heart beat fast. We were in the zone and there was no returning.

“I feel like death on wheels,” I said as I laid on the couch later in the day.

“That’s because you’re
hungover and you lost your virginity. It happens,” he snuggled closer to me, both of us with our coffees and a big blanket covering us.

“I love you. You know that, right?” I smiled.

“I love you more, though. You know that, right?” he winked.

“You’ll never win,” I glared at him playfully.

“Trust me. Having you is winning, Ali Cat.” He kissed me and pressed play on the movie we were beginning to watch.

Fifteen

Everything was going as it should be. Life seemed to be perfect. I was in a happy, healthy relationship and my family was doing great back home. For the fourth of July we were going to Mike’s for a barbeque and to watch fireworks off of their dock.

“Babe, we’re going to be late,” I hollered up the stairs.

“I’m coming! Hold on a second,” he seemed to be tripping over things.

“Are you getting beat up?” I joked and he came rushing down the stairs.

“Nope. All good. Let’s go, beautiful,” he kissed my forehead and we left.

“Ali! Hi! Oh, you look so cute! I love your dress,” Mike’s wife hugged me as we arrived out back. Their place was packed actually.

“Thanks. You look great, too. Here’s the snicker’s salad,” I gave her the huge Tupperware container.

“Oh, you’re a life saver. Thank you,” she put it on the table behind us and put a big spoon in it.

“So a lot of people showed,” I looked around and noticed Jake was off with Mike and some of his friends.

“I know! It’s great. My brother should be here any minute, too. He’s a year older than Jake. He’s a sweetie,” she smiled.

“Should I record you saying I’m a sweetheart?” I heard a voice come from behind.

“Eli?!”
She turned as they met eye contact and squeezed him tight. Once she pulled back, I about passed out. Elijah Young from the damn plane. Jessie’s brother was Elijah. Fuck.

“Well, thanks for the welcome,” he laughed.

“Eli, this is a friend of mine, Al…” she started and then was cut off.

“Ali. Hi,” he smiled and I felt my heart melt a little.

“You two know each other?” Jessie looked confused.

“Sort of,” I mumbled in shock.

“Oh, I had no idea I guess.” I could tell she felt uncomfortable.

“Yeah, sort of.”

We never took our eyes off of each other and I felt the same fire from our first meeting start up once more.

“Hey, baby, you want something to drink?”
Jake came just in time.

“Oh, yeah.
Just a water, please,” I broke the eye contact.

“You must be Jake,” Elijah held his hand out.

“Yeah, and you are?” he shook his hand politely.

“Eli. I’m Jessie’s brother,” he returned the politeness.

“Oh, nice to meet you. You should come hang out with us down by the dock. I’ll get you your water, baby,” he kissed me and went down to the cooler.

“Well, I’ll see you two later. See
ya later, Al,” he grinned at me and Jessie just looked at me in shock.

“We sat by each other on the plane ride here. I didn’t know he was your brother,” I shrugged.

“Hey, I could care less how you two met. That energy between you two was like hot!” she gasped.

“No, no. Yuck. No,” I shook my head.

“So you don’t think my brother is good looking?” she acted hurt.

“No, he’s good looking. I’m sorry. Yeah, he’s hot.”
Word vomit.

“Ha!
Got you. Knew it. He totally digs you too.” She looked a little too excited.

“Jess, I’m with Jake. I’m happy with Jake. You know that. You knew everything before I told
Marlie,” I hinted toward my recently lost innocence.

“Whatever you say.
Just be careful. Don’t play with fire. It always ends badly,” she looked more serious now.

“I know. Let’s go down with the rest of the group.” I started down to the dock.

Once the food was ready, everyone sat at the picnic tables set up in the back and kids sat at cute little kid tables. I was sitting with Jake, Mike, Jess, Mike’s friend  Josh and his wife Kate, and then Eli was at the end.

“So, Eli, you find a partner for that dance thing at the end of the month?” Jess took a bite of her burger.

“No, not yet. You know my original partner Lissa? She broke up with me so I’m still searching for one.” He at his potato salad.

“Wait, you’re in a dance competition?” Jake, who was a little tipsy along with most of the guys, looked down at the end of the table.

“It’s like this 50s-styled dance competition. I don’t know. Lissa got me into it and I actually like it. She’s still in it, too, so I can’t quit. I have to beat her,” Eli fidgeted in his spot.

“Dude, Ali Cat dances. She could do it,” he nudged me and my eyes shot up in shock.

“Jake, you’re joking, right?” I laughed awkwardly.