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As I sipped the drink, I settled onto the couch and continued replaying the events of the day in my head. I couldn't believe I'd been so irrational. I let my emotions get the best of me, and now I was paying the price. My jaw clenched slightly as my concern slowly began turning into to anger. I’d only been trying to help her out after all.
I took another sip of the whiskey and tried to think of ways to make things right with her. I knew she’d expect me to apologize and make it up to her, and this time, I wasn’t sure if I would.
As I sat there, lost in thought, the doorbell chimed. I got up from the couch I'd been sulking on to answer it. It would most probably be Alex. I tensed, wondering what she was going to say or do. I took another sip of the whiskey, hoping it would give me some of that fabled courage.
I put down the glass and went to the door, opening it to find Alex standing there, looking both angry and hurt.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.
"I needed some space," she said, her voice shaking slightly. "But now I'm back, and we need to talk."
I stepped aside, allowing her to enter. She walked past me and went straight to the living room, then turned to face me. I knew then that our conversation was going to be intense, and I braced myself.
"You don't respect me," she said, her voice rising with anger. "You don't trust me. You don't believe that I can take care of myself."
I felt a wave of guilt wash over me. She was right. I'd acted like a jealous fool, and now I was facing the consequences.
"I'm sorry," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I know I messed up. I let my emotions get the best of me, and I shouldn't have treated you like that."
Alex didn't say anything for a moment, just stared at me with a mixture of anger and sadness in her eyes.
"I needed you to trust me," she finally said, her voice softening slightly. "I needed you to believe that I could handle him. Was that so difficult?”
“I was only trying to help Alex,” I said to her.
“Fat lot of good that did me. I’m probably out of a job now,” she said. “And you knew how much I wanted that job.”
“I’m sorry Alex,” I told her.
“That’s what you always say! And then you go ahead and breach my boundaries,” she replied, her eyes blazing and fierce, staring directly into mine. She looked beautiful.
“But at least I do apologize!” I said, my tone rising to meet hers. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. "And what about you?" I asked, feeling a sudden burst of anger. "You never apologized to my brother for breaking up with him."
Alex's expression turned to one of surprise. "That's not the same thing," she protested.
"But it is," I insisted. "You hurt him just like I hurt you, and you never even said sorry."
“Did you ever ask him why I left him?” she asked softly.
“I doesn't matter. I’m the one who had to pick him up after he feel into the gutter. I could see it. It had to be your fault,” I said, stepping involuntarily closer to her. Her lips began to tremble and I was aware of how irrational I sounded. She looked so vulnerable. I suddenly wrapped my arms around her, pulling her to me, and I pressed my lips against hers roughly. She relaxed against me, which I hadn't expected. I’d expected the push.
“We shouldn’t do this,” she said, pulling away from me after a moment had passed.
“You want this as much as I do,” I said, latching my lips back onto hers. She kissed me back, her lips soft and plump against mine. I picked her up and walking down the hallway to my bedroom, my lips attached to hers.
I walked to the bed and dropped her down, her hair spreading out against the silk bedspread. Then starting at her ankles, I kissed my way up her body until I was back to her lips, pressing mine softly against hers, before moving away and removing her top. She raised her hands and let me do this, her eyes on me the whole time.
I trailed my hands to her breasts, pulling down the cups of her lacy red bra and sucking first at one nipple and then the other. Her nipples were stiff in my mouth, and I ran my tongue over them. Alex shivered deliciously and pressed her breast into my mouth, her hands on my head. I unclasped the bra and pulled it off, followed by the rest of her clothes.
She trailed her hands down my body, raising goosebumps on my flesh. Alex pushed at me and then sat up to undo my belt and take off my pants. They fell around my legs, and I kicked them off.
She let out a sexy little laugh and lay back on the bed, her eyes feverish. She ran her hands up my thighs first and then wrapped them around me.
“You’re big,” she said sounding surprised.
“Don’t sound so shocked. I’m a big tall boy after all.”
I flinched, gritting my teeth as she wrapped her lips around my thick girth. This would be over really soon if she didn’t stop that. I didn’t want her to but she had to.
