I didn't move for several moments and I think I might have even dozed off. Frank kissed me and it was a passionate kiss that I actually wanted to ignore. He had no idea how I was feeling at the moment. I just wanted to lay here for a while and relax.
“Now who's the quiet one?”
“I'm pretty sure that everybody in this neighborhood knows that I am not the quiet one.”
Even as I said it, I could feel my face getting red. I had not thought about that before. One minute I was embarrassed that he had turned me down, and the next I was embarrassed because he had given it to me so well, that I'd screamed my head off on the roof. I didn't know if that was any better.
“Why don't we get inside?”
He chuckled and agreed that it was probably a good idea. I tried to get up, but I was still a little wobbly, and he took my hand and helped me get straightened up.
“We can't have you falling off the roof.”
As messed up as it sounded, I think it would have been worth it if I had.
9
Frank
I was just about to doze off, Amber was in my arms, and her phone would not stop ringing. I answered it and a woman asked me who I was. She wasn't rude about it, but she certainly did not expect anyone but Amber to answer the phone.
“She's a bit detained right now. Is there something that I can pass on along to her?”
“Who are you?”
“Like I said, we're just old friends. We've known each other a long time.”
“Well, I've never heard of you and I was calling to find out why she didn't take her flight.”
“Where was she going?”
“Back home to Chicago. She called me earlier today and told me to get her a flight. I found one, sent her all the details, and then she never got on it. Is she okay?”
I told the curious woman that she was fine, but I was bothered by how quickly she was ready to leave. I may have missed my chance for good, if something hadn’t come over her. I didn't even think that it was me that had made a difference. Amber had decided that we were going to be together and we were. I was not mistaken to think that I had a say in it.
“Well, I really need to talk to her. Am I supposed to get her another flight for the morning?”
“No, I don't think that will be necessary.”
She started to ask me what I meant by that, but I hung up the phone. If I didn't technically hear it, I didn't have to push the information out the other way. I even turned her phone off, just because I didn't want it to wake us. More than that, I didn't want her to talk to whoever that was on the phone. They wanted to take her away from me, and after what just happened between us, I was certainly not ready for that. I was ready to lay next to her for a little while and then take her another time. I didn't think I was ever going to get sick of how Amber felt. She felt amazing.
I worried that she was going to leave. I hadn't even got to all of my secrets, and she was already ready to take off again. What was I going to do if she actually left? I didn't even want to think about it, but at the same time, I knew I had to. I was not stupid enough to think that I couldn’t lose her. I had already lost her once before. I damn sure knew that I could do it again.
Laying back down, I cursed after a moment. Even after satisfying myself completely with her, I still wasn't going to be able to get any damn sleep.
“Frank, have you seen my phone?”
“Your phone?”
I was just getting up and getting out of the shower. Amber was asking me about her phone, but I didn't want to tell her that I had chucked it underneath the bed in the far corner. She would find it, eventually, I was sure of it, but it didn't mean that I wanted her to. Whoever it was that I had talked to before, the one that wanted her to get back on the plane and go back to Chicago, I had no desire for her to talk to her at all. Gemma could keep her opinions to herself.
“Will you help me look for it?”
“Or, come back to bed with me?”
She waved me off and told me that we had been in bed too much. I questioned the validity of that statement. Could we really be in bed too much? I didn't think it was possible.
I took the towel off of my waist, and I didn't have to do anything. It was already rock hard thinking about her. It was truly like it had a mind of its own, and it wanted Amber every second.
She just looked at it and shook her head. I could see the gleam in her emerald eyes, but I could also see that it wasn't going to be enough. While I wanted her to take one look at my hard length and want to jump on it, it was quite obvious that she had something holding her back. When she told me no and I asked her why, she simply said that she was too sore to even think about it.
“Was I too rough with you last night?”
Her face got a little red and for a minute, I thought she was going to hide it. How strange it was to see her so nervous, like we hadn't fucked each other’s brains out only a few
