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“Sure. Let me shower right quick.” She smiles moving past me.
“Want company?” I yell after her. She giggles and disappears.
I pull out my phone and browse the internet and my social media accounts. An incoming text from a number that I don’t recognize lights up my phone asking to meet up for drinks later comes through, and I don’t even hesitate to engage in conversation to find out who it is, I just press to delete. I sat on the couch for several minutes, with wild thoughts running through my mind.
My main fear right now, is loss. I’ve overcome the drinking thing, well I’m still overcoming it – that will always be a work in progress. I make a mental note to call my sponsor this evening and go to a meeting perhaps. Maybe Tatum would come with me to a meeting?
Tatum sneaks up behind me and scares the shit out of me. I think my heart may have stopped beating as I regain my breath, she’s laughing. I’m glad my almost dying can make her laugh. I stand up and round the couch. She’s breathtaking, her long hair is pulled up into a pony tail, she’s wearing some stretchy type skirt and a tank top, which is tightly fitted. I’m staring at her, no make that openly gawking at her as I take in her beauty.
“May I?” I ask holding out my hand towards her stomach.
“Of course.” She says as she pulls the tank top up a bit, exposing her stomach. I run my hand across her stomach and put my other arm on the small of her back.
“I’m in awe of this, by the way.” I say as I kiss her temple and give her a small squeeze.
She smiles as we exit the house.
“I’ll drive.” She says stealing my keys out of my hand.
“Hey, it’s my car, I drive.” I pretend to whine as she skips to the car. She’s so youthful, so beautiful, so perfect.
She’s so mine.
* * *
We’re sittingacross from another. Her foot is wedged between mine under the table and I’m smiling like a Cheshire cat.
“We need to establish new rules.” She states chewing on a tater tot.
“Oh really now?” I act surprised, I knew we would need to establish actual rules, pertaining to our personal involvement now, but it was worth my pretend shock to see her roll her eyes.
“Rules currently in effect stay, in effect.” She starts.
“Except the see through tank tops, I’m fine with you wearing them, never had a thing denying them, but I think now, you can, well you know – wear them all the time.” I smile taking a bite out of my pancake.
“Okay, so anyways. Rule number four.”
“Three, we just nixed number three.” I tease.
She rolls her eyes again. She’s adorable.
“Fine, rule three. Honesty. We have to be honest with another at all times.”
“Deal. Rule number 4, no dating other people.” I shocked myself saying that out loud. We just hooked up again, sealing the deal and stating that we were going to try to become something more than roommates and I’m already pussy whipped and wanting her all to myself?
“Yeah, I agree. Plus, who really wants to date someone who’s pregnant anyways.” She waves at herself.
“I do.” Again, I shock myself. What has come over me?
“Rule number five, sex is off the table.” She starts and I groan. “For a month.” She finishes.
“What’s the perks of that?” I ask. I know she wants to go slow, but we just had sex this morning and it was beyond amazing, why would she want to not do it again, like this afternoon?
“We need to keep getting to know each other, I don’t want our relationship or whatever we have to be crowded by sex. Even though that’s how it all started. Besides, I never said…” she leans closer to me and whispers, “oral.”
I lean back fully satisfied. I can deal with that, she tasted exquisite, and I could spend an eternity down there, and I wouldn’t mind seeing her skills on me either.
“One month, deal. How many rules do we need?” I ask.
