Sunday Morning: A Damaged Novella by Bijou Hunter

Author:Bijou Hunter [Hunter, Bijou]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-02-24T07:00:00+00:00

9 - Jodi

Kirk was my man long before we ever kissed. He drove me to and from school. We ate most of our meals together. I woke up to find him waiting for me and fell asleep with him watching me. The man loved me before his lips ever met mine.

In the evening, we watched TV. Sometimes, we talked. Sometimes, we didn’t. At first, Kirk sat in a chair, keeping his distance. One night, he plopped down on the couch while I made popcorn. I wanted so badly to say something about the change. Was he finally admitting he wanted me? Could we stop pretending to be friends or that he was only a nice man letting me live at his place?

Kirk wasn’t ready that night to admit anything. I saw how his jaw clenched whenever I looked at him. He still struggled, so I gave him space.

Weeks stretched into months. I only saw my mother once when I dropped by for Thanksgiving. She asked if I was knocked up yet. I said I loved her, but she could go fuck herself. It was one of our better conversations.

The Christmas lights from the small tree in the corner hypnotized me. This apartment felt like my home, and the man at my side was my love.

I wanted to seduce Kirk. In my fantasies, I’d imagined seducing him a thousand times. Most days at school, I daydreamed about kissing Kirk. I considered what to say, how to move, and even what I might wear.

Before Kirk, I’d only kissed one guy, and his lips were sloppy. I hadn’t hated it, but I never wanted a repeat. I even wondered if I wasn’t a sexual person. Not wanting sex would be an excellent way to avoid becoming my mother.

Except with Kirk, I knew I wanted sexy. In fact, I constantly thought about touching him.

Finally, I worked up the courage to make my fantasies real.

“How often do you shave?” I asked, sitting on my knees and caressing his stubbled jaw.

“Every few days. Why?”

“Just wondering,” I murmured. “How do you decide when it’s time?”

Cupping his face, I studied his rugged features. Kirk didn’t answer my question. He watched me with eyes that drew me closer.

“If you keep this up, I won’t make it four and a half years.”

“What do I care? That’s your goal, not mine.”

Kirk smiled at me, and my heart immediately raced under his gaze. He was perfection without being perfect. While I didn’t understand a lot in life, I understood this man was special.

“When you’re young,” he said, looking back at the TV, “you want to grow up fast. Once you get old, you want life to slow down.”

“I want to grow up fast because I have no power as a kid. I can’t decide anything. I can’t even make you take me to the bedroom.”

“No, you can’t, but you’re sure as hell making me second-guess my choices.”

“Good.”

Kirk avoided my gaze. “You don’t know what you want. You only know you’re lonely.”

“I’m not lonely.

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