The Other C-Word by Schiller MK

Author:Schiller, MK [Schiller, MK]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Total-E-Bound Publishing
Published: 2013-08-21T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

On Monday, Rick greeted me in his typical fashion. I’d been disappointed when he’d told me not to bring coffee in the morning, but I put it out of my mind when his eyes scanned my body, lingering on certain areas. I’d worried that our extracurricular activities would negatively influence our working relationship, but we managed to keep it professional, although we gazed at each other with a renewed hunger. It was ironic because I thought the spark would have simmered down, not boiled over.

We’d had two wonderful afternoons over the weekend. Rick had never pushed me and had constantly asked how I was feeling. He’d given me a massage, and I’d returned the favour. The sex had been amazing, whether it was gentle and slow or fast and rough. Rick made every cell in my body come to life with his touch.

I sat with Dillon at lunch, munching on my carrot loudly.

“So, you and Rick finally did the deed.”

I almost choked. Was it that obvious?

“Come off it, kid, I know that just-fucked look.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “You do?”

He tsked at me. “Just because I haven’t done it with a guy doesn’t mean I can’t tell you have.” Dillon was a male virgin. The part of his OCD that really hurt him was his thought process that sexual acts were somewhat disgusting.

“Dillon, I’m not going to kiss and tell.”

“Marley, if all you did was kiss than you probably shouldn’t tell.” He lined up two spoons so they were directly on top of each other. Dillon always wanted things perfectly lined up. Maybe it was another reason why he couldn’t participate in sex. “Seriously, come on! You know I live vicariously through you.”

“Yeah about that, shouldn’t you find a guy to live vicariously through? Wouldn’t that be better for you?”

His mouth crinkled in a smile. “No, I’d rather hear the exploits of my slutty best friend. She’s usually more forthcoming.”

I laughed loudly. Dillon could get away with calling me a slut because we were comfortable like that. We’d shared secrets and it bonded us. Although he didn’t approve of my rotation, he only gently chided me about it and made jokes, which I preferred to stern lectures.

“I have a question for you. Are you sure you’re gay? How can you know for sure since you’re a virgin?”

He let out a frustrated sigh. “I’m not a virgin, Marley.”

“Well, I mean you did it with a girl and I know you didn’t like it, but maybe it was the girl and not that you’re gay.”

“Marley, I know you have some wicked dream about us getting married and conceiving a couple of kids. It’s a nice dream because our children would be gorgeous and very well groomed, not sticky, slobby messes like most kids, but you’re just going to have to face facts that you’ll have to settle for being my BFF. I can’t keep breaking your heart like this, kid. Just get over me already.”

“Well, a girl can dream right?”

“Let me put it to you in terms you’d understand.

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