Avoid it

***Chrissy***

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If on the first day, this could surface, what would happen to the rest of my days? Forcing my life to cope with him, his features, his flip sides and all? What the actual fuck should I do? If the sexiness of a guy could kill, I'd sure be dead by now, seeing him in that state of after-bath threw me out of my existence, did he know that I almost tripped over for him? I had a short bar that was twitching on and off trying to act like I wanted to be the responsible one. Sighs. This is more than I can handle, the emotional and sexual pressure is too much.

It's the way that he makes me feel, wanted. I want him. I badly want Dayle, I believe that he'd fulfill my fantasies—it could have been someone but no, it should be him or no one else...
I lay on my back, my eyes fixated on the trendy top, sweeping my thoughts back and forth. He's not the only one going crazy, I am as well, I'm going crazy. The disparity is that he is outspoken and I'm not. It's funny how things unveil each day, once upon a time I had been the one that irked him each fucking time, and now—he wants me. Whether or not Egan is in the picture? Fuck. This is too much. No one would love the idea simply because it's taboo but what, I can't help but want him and also wish that he'd make love to me, however, and whenever...
Thoughts wouldn't stop eroding my shitty mind, neither could I end them once and for all, and little by little, my eyes drift into slumber lands.

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A constant chime from my cell phone wakes me up, but before I could get it, it ceases. It's Egan. I stare at his name which is clung to a red heart and star. A text pops up while I rub my temples. I enter it.
*Hey baby, you’ve been on my mind since God knows when! I miss you and I wanna hold you, watch you rise and sleep. I love u Chriss, let me know when you get this!*
A blush settles on my cheeks, I know that I'm turning red like tomatoes. How sweet! My fingers land on the keyboard instantly.
*This is the first thing my ries land on, you're sweet! I miss you too, E! I do! I'll talk to you much later-dealing with the fam. Luv you, baby!*
I hit send and toss my cell away, I step out of her and start cat and cobra stretching.

Breakfast time:
Everyone is seated, they are supposed to leave towards noon but Grandma says that she'd return to Dublin after breakfast, she has got a herd to tend to, which implies that I can't coax her into adding a day. We had been talking all morning. Aunt Shallie had left as early as 6 am, her fiance took her away, they had certain things to do, well, I can't question them. She gave me a gift, it's a perfume from the brand she intends to launch in weeks. I'm excited about that.
“Where is Dayle? Have you seen Dayle?” Grandpa asks Nina. “Let him know about breakfast!” he adds, she nods positively and heads away
“That shitty boy, he's good at absconding...” Uncle Festo adds offhandedly
“Festo dear!” Miss Yolanda tugs his side
“C’mon Festo, don't say that!” Grandma adds she's good at defending youngsters after all. She's never had children, she adopted Mom at the age of ten, it says it all.
“Ah, Rose, he's always contending with the young boy,” Grandpa tells Grandma. “Ges sweet. Quite unfortunate that Dayle almost got stabbed with a knife—”
“Huh? A knife? Holy God!” Grandma exclaims with her wrinkled hooded eyes wide open.
“Yes yes, thankfully it's only a flesh wound. And guess what? This little angel saved him—she was there to call for help. I heard that she kicked the reckless boy’s ass with her legs... Strength of a stallion—” Grandpa says almost putting his words into action. Grandma hugs her chest dramatically, do they know how hilarious they look reacting to the story?
“I didn't know that Chrissy could kick someone—father’s right. Stallion strength!” Uncle Festo adds with a tinge of sarcasm
“It's a bat. I can't fight!” I add and they laugh. Grandpa slaps the air dismissively and continues to tell the story that he had told. Damn! Set of people.
Dayle joins us, is he this breathtaking in the mornings? Fuck! Between my thighs lies a heat and unending throb, am I turned?
He's only wearing a loose cobalt blue tank top and combat shorts, white Nike socks, and slides hugging his feet. His hair is ruffled, you could tell that he has only gotten off the bed.
“Morning Grandpa! Gr-grandma! Uncle Festo and Miss Yolanda!” he hollers, that was super nice of him, it makes me wonder if he's this nice at home. Never at school.
He drops on the chair next to mine, holy fuck. I don't want that. NO! (I scream only in my head). They all reciprocate his gesture and they get back to talking while a lady serves his meal. I take a sip from the juice since his gazes are splitting, I feel my share of it. I'm shy and nervous, we had a crazy chapter last night and here we are...
“Morning sexy!” he says to me under his breath, he knows that I’d hear him, I sure did. “Aren't you talking to me?” he asks and this time, his voice comes out clear and deep, anyone can hear the other statement. I tuck my hair behind my ears.
“Mor-morning Dayle!” I brace up, it's quite obvious that I'm nervous since everyone is looking at us this time around, they are smiling. I know what they are thinking, that we are getting along...
“I'm pleased to know that you are both getting along...” Grandpa says. He says it like he's reading my mind. Dear heavens, make this breathtaking creature leave this place or something. Dayle and I nod lightly. Slowly, the table empties and Grandpa stops at us.
“I'd like you to find me a novel from your father's library, one I can fill my quiet data with... Likes of J.K Rowlings, Poe...”
“Got you! You don't do Shakespeare no more?” Dayle asks, I know that it's sarcastic.
“Silly boy! I'm past the Thous and Thees... I'll be waiting in my room.” Grandpa adds as he walks away, Dayle and I left at the table. Suddenly, I lose my appetite. I'm about to rise but his strong hands stop me, I mean it's on my thigh—I’m only wearing a floral mini gown. He caresses my thigh, I take his hand off immediately.
“Someone might see, please stop!” I won't admit to him that I want his hand to go up to my clit, however, I can't take the risk. It won't be healthy. He carries along his signature smirk, he's really beautiful this morning... He's very attractive. Quite fetching.
“Don’t despise me, Chrissy, just don't!” he warns before tucking a forceful of beef into his mouth.
“Only if you stop pestering me!” I snap
“Sexy as always. Tell me,” He drinks from his glass and u do the same too. Honestly, I'm choking because of his intimidating features, it's daring my body to touch his and so I have to cause little distractions, I hope he doesn't understand my body movement. “Has Egan been able to touch you like you want?”
I didn't see that coming, what sort of a question is that?
“Wh-what do you mean? How is it your problem?” my face squeezes, this guy is going to get me in trouble. He chuckles and takes a forceful again.
“I know that he hasn't, good boy. I would have ravaged you in one sitting—you’re sweet... You taste like honey... I bet that coochie too... Heavens! It would be divine...”
Is he mad or alright? He bites his lips while I skim the area, in the hope that no one hears this dirty conversation.
“Dayle, stop!”
“I'll fuck you good, I'd be the only one you'd ever want sweetie...” he continues, staring into my eyes... I'm trembling and breaking down deep inside me, I gear his words echo in my head
“Dayle...” I call out almost in a whisper
“Trust me, I'll pick you up like I'm licking a honey jar... You sit on my face while I'll eat you up, you'll shiver and call out my name...” he smirks making invisible circles to my face with his fork.
“Dayle stop...” My face gets heated, I'm soaking wet, and I hope that I'm not dripping... I'm trying to keep my composure but no, I'm responding to every fucking word that he's telling me.
“Call my name baby, Dayle. Dayle. Dayle....”
Nina approaches with an iPad in her hand.
“Mr. Dayle—”
“Fuck, Nina. I was just rehearsing a play with my teammate... Thanks for ruining it
“My bad! Your father is on. Wants to Facetime you both...” she says placing the iPad in front of us before she heads away with a smile. Thank heavens that she came or else, who knows what I might do if he keeps talking. He doesn't take his eyes off of me until Dad says hi.
“I can see how good you both are?!” Dad teases before Mom joins in, she's only dressed in a bathing robe.
“Look at my babies!” she adds and we faintly smile. Oh yes, babies who want to fuck each other. They start asking questions, that every good parent would ask their children.
“We are doing just great!” Dayle wraps his arm around me playfully but it's affecting me, does he know? I have goosebumps all over my arms. “We intend to drive around the city today!”
I didn't know about that until now, damn. They are proud of us, they are smiling hard.