CII
CII
The time I saw the movie the first time, I saw it with Mariana. We both didn't say anything afterwards, we just awkwardly went into our rooms. We probably realized how lacking our sex lives were, or how lonely we were. Either way, we knew in our hearts we should not have seen the movie together. At all.
Also that was when I got my first toy. A battery powered vibrator. The scenes kept replaying in my head so much that I went online and ordered a vibrator. Yes that was just how much it affected me. The movie didn't have a plot that gripped me or have a lasting effect on me. Or a plot that had me questioning everything I have ever known. It just left me with questions about my sex life, and a dripping pussy. You know you can't blame me, it affected even you.
So yeah, I did want to see just how much it affected him. When he made the pop corn I hummed excitedly, impatiently even. I wanted to see the end result. What would come out of everything.
"You sound pretty excited for someone who has seen the movie."
"Yeah, that's how you feel when you want to see the movie you have seen before."
He rolled his eyes playfully at my lie.
"You are so naughty Mimosa. So so fucking naughty."
Somehow that has the wicked ability to turn me on. I don't understand why. Although I was pretty sure anything he did at this point will turn me on. He had that much power.
"I even heard there's another part of the movie coming out soon."
"Will you want to see it?" He asked as he continued to make the popcorn.
It smelled so good I wanted to start munching on them.
"I don't see a reason for the second part. I think it's just fine the way it is." Which was true, the plot didn't keep me wanting more.
"I will have my own thoughts about it after today I guess." He finished up with the pop corn.
"I'm going to a quick shower before I see the movie. Is that okay?"
I pout.
"Make it quick okay?"
He kissed my pout. I smiled so wide I thought he would get freaked out, but he doesn't, he only chuckled.
"I'll make it really quick."
He dashes upstairs before I could say anything else. I sneak a piece of pop corn into my mouth. The crunch was just perfect, he made really good pop corn. Before I could stop myself, I take a hand full. The man was blessed all round, he was crazy rich, had a perfect body build, sexy as hell, and can cook. Whoever he ends up with was going to be the luckiest woman ever.
I clasp my hands together, close my eyes and pray fervently that I would be the luckiest woman ever. Yes, even if I was chasing him away before, I think I love him enough to want to be the luckiest woman ever.
My phone rang beside me. It was Mariana.
"Hey you." She greeted excitedly.
"Hey you too."
"Well? The juicy updates?"
"What juicy updates?" I try to suppress my own excitement.
"You are going to make me beg aren't you?" I could tell she was rolling her eyes.
"Maybe."
"You know you want to. Come on."
I laugh a little.
"Okay okay, you will be disappointed though. I got my period."
"What the actual fuck? You have to be kidding."
"Unfortunately not, the only thing that has gone inside me since yesterday night has been tampons."
She gasped.
"Since yesterday night?"
"Yeah."
"And he still kept you in his house?"
"Yeah, he says it doesn't matter."
"You have to marry that man immediately."
I laugh.
"There is an issue though."
"What is it? He has kids? Baby mamas?"
I actually never thought of that. I will ask him.
"No not him. It's me. I think I've fallen in love with him."
"No shit. Are you okay?"
I laugh a little.
"Yeah, so far so good, I think I have managed to keep it under wraps."
She snorts.
"Not the you I know. Everyone knows when you are in love, especially the one you are in love with. That was why you have the highest record for rejection in middle school remember?"
I chuckle nervously.
"I'm not that bad, everyone just over reacted."
"Are you kidding me? You shoot out hearts from your eyes, stare at him longer than two hours. You make it do obvious even blind people know when you're in love."
"I think you're exaggerating it."
"I think not, do you think he loves you too?"
"I doubt it, we never speak anything about love though."
I look at the stairs, no sign of him. Good, my feelings can stay hidden. Until I can't hide it anymore.
"You have been there so long you are practically a member of the house. Why haven't you brought it up?"
"Because there are other things to discuss? Besides, when we started the whole thing, we never thought love would be thrown into this. I was the knuckle head and dove right in."
"Is he a good man?"
Her voice was grave. She was serious. She meant she hope he wasn't Greg. But Greg wasn't Greg until I moved in with him.
But Kennedy was different from Greg. And I'm not saying this because I was smitten by the guy. But because I ignored the signs Greg showed me before I moved in with him, I saw the red flags but In my early youthful mind I probably thought they were party lights, club lights even. They were supposed to be there.
"Yes, he is very much a good man."
I say with conviction because I no know that red flags were nothing but red flags, warnings. Telling me do not enter.
" Then make him fall in love with you." She says so seriously that I feel goosebumps.
"What do you mean?"
"He is a good man, you have good chemistry, he takes care of you. You are in love with him. You cannot let him go, make him see you, only you. Not obsessively. Don't force him, but make it so that he falls just as hard that you fell for him."
I swallow. Feeling motivated.
"Alright then."
"Project making him fall for me."
"It begins now."
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