“I wanted to come back. Really, I did. My parents made it so that I was gone almost every summer after that. I think a part of it was my father wanted to keep me busy. He was sure that I was going to get with the wrong crowd and ruin my future.”
“Yeah, I remember. He told me once or twice that he thought I was a bad influence on you and that you shouldn't be wasting your time with me.”
That shocked me.
“Are you serious?”
I never knew.
She told me that she was and explained a little bit more about the situation. I was quite astonished that he would have said anything like that, but I didn't put it past him in the least bit. He had no problem putting his two cents in, and even now as an adult, he did it. It was easy to imagine that he would have tried to push his agenda so much when I was younger. Half of the reason I'd gone into the military was to get away from his heavy-handed dreams for my life.
“I can't believe he'd say that to you. I'm sure that it was the other way around. I was the one that would come to your grandpa's house and get you to come outside and sneak out with me.”
“You weren't that bad of an influence on me. We never even got to second base.”
It was about the third time she had brought up sex in the last ten minutes. I was starting to think that she was having a one-track brain, and I couldn't blame her. How many times had I thought about it before I had seen her at the funeral? Why else would I have brought her here for a drink? As a teenager in love, it had been enough to stare at the moon and talk about the future, but we weren't those young kids, anymore, and the future wasn’t near as bright as we thought it would be. I know for me, personally, reality had to set in at some point.
“I just thought we were too young.”
“We were pretty much the same age. You weren't that much older than me.”
“Yeah, but let's just say I was more mature.”
Amber scoffed and leaned toward me. “I would have never said that you were more mature than me, Frank. You had just been around more. I had to go to that private school, and everything was kind of kept from me from that world. But you were certainly out in it. I remember all the girls that would give me dirty looks at the beach. They all wanted you, even when you were tall and lanky. I'm sure they can't get enough of you now.”
While she was right in some respect, I had had my share of women in the past, but things were different now. As soon as Amber came back into my life, I knew that everything was going to change. I wasn't even thinking about those other girls. I had eyes for only one, and she leaned over for a kiss. I didn't stop it. I should have, knowing that she had been drinking the way she had, but I guess I wasn't as good of a man as I thought I was. The only credit I can give myself, was the insanely hard act of pulling away when it was getting to me, and she whimpered and instantly turned me on.
“We can’t do this, Amber. I can’t. You’re drunk. You are so innocent. Are you still a virgin?”
She assured me that she wasn't.
“I’m twenty-six, Frank. It would be hard to still be a virgin. Even back then, I didn’t care about that, but you did. If I remember right, I tried to get you to be with me the last night we were together. But you turned me down. Don’t tell me that you plan on doing that again.”
She was teasing me and talking shit to me at the same time. I'm not sure what she was trying to get out of it, but it made me want to do more.
“You don't know how badly I want to do that, Amber. If you're still feeling this saucy in the morning, then as soon as those beautiful green eyes open, I will give you everything that you need and then some. I promise that we won’t leave this bed until you can’t walk.”
“So, you really won't even consider it? After all this time?”
I told her that I had been considering it since I saw her standing up there at the funeral. I would always be grateful the second chance that I felt like I was getting. It was the one second chance that I wanted. Everything that I had done, every decision that I made that turned out so horribly, the one that involved me not seeing her for the last ten years, was by far the one on top of my list. I wanted to make up for lost time, already feeling like we had been cheated out of so much.
“What if I don't want to wait till morning? I want it right now!”
She screwed up her face like she was pouting, and she leaned in for another kiss. I, of course, obliged her, because it was exactly what I wanted to do, but I also had to be aware that things were still not where I wanted them to be. Soon.
Amber was now sitting on my lap and I'm sure she could tell how much I needed her. I was rock-hard, and she was shifting back and forth on the hardness. It was impossible to ignore for either one
