tongue.
It was then that I joined in, our
tongues mingling together and making my body instantly warm in the chilly
water. I wrapped my arms around his neck, tugging him towards me to bring him
closer and wrapping my legs around his waist. His body felt like it fit with
mine perfectly. He pulled back slightly and dipped his head down to lick and
nip at my neck, so I threw my head back to give him better access.
The feelings that were running
through me were something that I had never felt before with any guy, including
Chris. They were almost animalistic, and I seriously wanted this to go farther.
Right now. His hand landing on my right breast, squeezing gently, was what
broke through the fog that was clouding my head.
“Nash, please stop,” I managed to
pant out. I let my legs drop, realizing how little material there was between
our two bodies. “You have a girlfriend and I’m really not looking to come in
the middle of that.”
He gave me a disappointed look and
moved an inch closer. “Della,” he panted out, lightly stroking my cheek but I
quickly pulled away. I was only so strong and if I let him keep doing that, I
would soon forget about Mariah and anything else. “I’m sorry I let things get
so carried away. I promise I’ll be on my best behavior from now on. Promise.
But I am thinking about breaking up with Mariah, I just thought you should
know.” He held his hands up and backed away, watching as my feet found the
shore.
I looked away not wanting to give
him any kind of hope. If he was going to break up Mariah, he needed to do it
for his own reason and not because of me. I was more worried about me. I was on
the path to becoming a real adult like my mother and everyone else expected,
and I needed to stay on that path. I knew if I let Nash Griffin in at all, he
wouldn’t just be another meaningless hook up like in the past. Nash was the
kind of guy you fell for and fell hard. But Mariah would also be added into
that mix. And I did not need that kind of mess.
***********
“Della, make sure you set an extra
place for lunch, honey pie.” I looked up at Grams questioningly but she just
gave me a bright smile and turned back to the stovetop where she was checking
her roast.
Church had been worse than usual
this morning since I hadn’t gotten much sleep last night. The nightmare combined
with Nash’s visit had earned me maybe a total of two hours of sleep, and it was
definitely showing. I was able to cover up the bags with makeup this morning,
but that didn’t help me to keep my eyes open during church. I had gotten a few
nudges from Grams though that helped me along.
“So, Della, how has school been
going? I’m assuming you’ve been keeping up on your grades?” Grandpa set the
newspaper down that his nose had been buried in since we got home.
“Good, I think I’ve really got the
hang of it. I’ve been keeping up on my studying along with getting all my
papers in on time. The professors there are really helpful. I’ve even joined a
few study groups.” I couldn’t believe it myself really. Della McGregor was not
a scholar. I had skimmed by in schoo at MCCC. I was actually pretty proud of
myself.
“Well, that’s great to hear then,”
he replied, giving me a slight smile which was the most I had received from him
since being back. “And your job?”
A knock at the door saved me from
answering that question. I had informed Grams the minute I got a job, but I
wasn’t sure if they would really approve of the uniform I wore while doing it.
I guess in a way you could basically compare it to Hooters and Grandpa tended
to be a little old fashioned about things.
“C’mon in, it’s so good to see you,
son.” I heard Grams say from the entryway. I turned quickly when I heard the
word son and dropped everything I was doing when I saw my dad walk into the
dining
It was then that I joined in, our
tongues mingling together and making my body instantly warm in the chilly
water. I wrapped my arms around his neck, tugging him towards me to bring him
closer and wrapping my legs around his waist. His body felt like it fit with
mine perfectly. He pulled back slightly and dipped his head down to lick and
nip at my neck, so I threw my head back to give him better access.
The feelings that were running
through me were something that I had never felt before with any guy, including
Chris. They were almost animalistic, and I seriously wanted this to go farther.
Right now. His hand landing on my right breast, squeezing gently, was what
broke through the fog that was clouding my head.
“Nash, please stop,” I managed to
pant out. I let my legs drop, realizing how little material there was between
our two bodies. “You have a girlfriend and I’m really not looking to come in
the middle of that.”
He gave me a disappointed look and
moved an inch closer. “Della,” he panted out, lightly stroking my cheek but I
quickly pulled away. I was only so strong and if I let him keep doing that, I
would soon forget about Mariah and anything else. “I’m sorry I let things get
so carried away. I promise I’ll be on my best behavior from now on. Promise.
But I am thinking about breaking up with Mariah, I just thought you should
know.” He held his hands up and backed away, watching as my feet found the
shore.
I looked away not wanting to give
him any kind of hope. If he was going to break up Mariah, he needed to do it
for his own reason and not because of me. I was more worried about me. I was on
the path to becoming a real adult like my mother and everyone else expected,
and I needed to stay on that path. I knew if I let Nash Griffin in at all, he
wouldn’t just be another meaningless hook up like in the past. Nash was the
kind of guy you fell for and fell hard. But Mariah would also be added into
that mix. And I did not need that kind of mess.
***********
“Della, make sure you set an extra
place for lunch, honey pie.” I looked up at Grams questioningly but she just
gave me a bright smile and turned back to the stovetop where she was checking
her roast.
Church had been worse than usual
this morning since I hadn’t gotten much sleep last night. The nightmare combined
with Nash’s visit had earned me maybe a total of two hours of sleep, and it was
definitely showing. I was able to cover up the bags with makeup this morning,
but that didn’t help me to keep my eyes open during church. I had gotten a few
nudges from Grams though that helped me along.
“So, Della, how has school been
going? I’m assuming you’ve been keeping up on your grades?” Grandpa set the
newspaper down that his nose had been buried in since we got home.
“Good, I think I’ve really got the
hang of it. I’ve been keeping up on my studying along with getting all my
papers in on time. The professors there are really helpful. I’ve even joined a
few study groups.” I couldn’t believe it myself really. Della McGregor was not
a scholar. I had skimmed by in schoo at MCCC. I was actually pretty proud of
myself.
“Well, that’s great to hear then,”
he replied, giving me a slight smile which was the most I had received from him
since being back. “And your job?”
A knock at the door saved me from
answering that question. I had informed Grams the minute I got a job, but I
wasn’t sure if they would really approve of the uniform I wore while doing it.
I guess in a way you could basically compare it to Hooters and Grandpa tended
to be a little old fashioned about things.
“C’mon in, it’s so good to see you,
son.” I heard Grams say from the entryway. I turned quickly when I heard the
word son and dropped everything I was doing when I saw my dad walk into the
dining
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