Fearless by Annie Jocoby

Author:Annie Jocoby [Jocoby, Annie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Coming of Age, Romance, Contemporary, New Adult & College
Amazon: B00LUZL7SS
Goodreads: 22733349
Published: 2014-07-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Luke

As I made my way down Dalilah’s stairs, and into the cool night air, I thought about how I could never tell Dalilah why I had to leave so abruptly just now. It was that I felt that I couldn’t breathe, yet I had a raging hard-on that quite frankly embarrassed me. I knew for a fact that I had never quite had a hard-on like the one I had in her apartment. She was quite discreet in not looking at my crotch, thank god, because if she did, she definitely would have seen it. Because it was tent-like in its proportions.

So, I had to go to the diner that was just down the street, and hit the bathroom the first thing. Two minutes later, I emerged, feeling much more in control of the situation.

And, of course, I had to buy something there, because using a diner’s restroom without buying anything was just plain rude. So, I sat down at the corner and ordered a cup of coffee. As I sipped the coffee, I pondered the evening.

I felt excited as I realized that Dalilah was definitely feeling something for me. It was in her words and in her body language. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. That much was perfectly clear.

But it just wasn’t as simple as all of that. I wished that it would be. But it wasn’t. I couldn’t give her what she needed. At that moment, I just wasn’t able to give any woman what she would need. I wasn’t established. Dalilah deserved somebody who could monetarily afford to treat her like the platinum that she was. Yeah, Nottingham was allegedly going to be giving me $5000, but the contract stipulated that it was to be paid after the project was over. I had just noticed that the other day when I was reading the fine print. So, in the meantime, I was broke.

And Dalilah was like a bottle of Domaine de la Romanee-Conti Grand Cru, Cote de Nuits, which was recognized as the finest wine in the world. She was unique, rare and well out of my league. That I was increasingly feeling that I was falling for her, and I was feeling that more and more, every time I saw her, was a non-factor. I simply couldn’t have someone like her, and that was that. As frustrating as that was.

I doodled on the napkin front of me, and then, just like that, song lyrics started pouring out of my head. That wasn’t something that usually happened for me, because inspiration for my lyrics constantly eluded me. But being up there with Dalilah - feeling her warmth, seeing her extraordinary beauty, and sensing her even-more-extraordinary intelligence – somehow did inspire me as nothing else ever had.

So, for the next hour, the lyrics poured out of me. What came out was a sappy love song like the kind that I used to make fun of when I heard it on the radio. With the exception of The Beatles Something of course – there was no arguing with that classic.

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