“I’ve got a lot going on. Big plans and all.” He picked up his chopsticks and started eating. I guess that was all he was going to say about that.
The first bite was heaven, and we spent the rest of our time eating in silence. It wasn’t as awkward as some of the other encounters we’ve had, which was nice. I just kept thinking about what was happening here. Why was my stomach fluttering when I looked at him? Why did he bring me expensive but delicious food?
But I didn’t know what to say.
“If you planned us eating and then fucking, we should have done the fucking first. I am so blissfully full.” I sat back in my chair, completely sated. No way would I be shaken up like a soda bottle with all this food in my stomach.
His eyes narrowed and he was silent for a moment, maybe choosing his words before blurting them out.
“That was poor planning on my part.”
I looked at the time, and saw it was a few minutes past seven. Only thing I was thinking about was reading until I went to sleep. Should I make him leave or wait till I don’t feel so full? This whole situation felt strange, and I didn’t know how to act.
Screw these thoughts. If I wanted something, I was going to take it. Live hard, right? Well, I’d finally been doing that, so I needed to keep it going instead of reverting back to that woman who just worked and did nothing else. I had to make the most of my life, for me and for my brother.
“I’m going to go lie on the couch and watch a movie. You’re welcome to join me, and maybe I’ll be up for screwing you later, or you can head out. Won’t upset me either way.” I stood and threw my trays in the trash.
After grabbing myself a glass of water, I walked over to my green couch, setting the cup on the end table beside it.
I went about flipping through my DVR, looking for a movie I’d wanted to watch but never had the time. Dorian was sitting at the table still, apparently trying to come to a decision about his evening plans.
There were a few choices: an action flick, a romantic comedy, and an emo romance.
Truthfully, the emotional one has been on the top of my list, but I doubted Dorian would want to watch that.
Meh, fuck him.
Emotional romance it was.
Dorian stood and threw his trash away and walked over.
Was he going to stay?
That stupid flutter in my stomach made my lips start to turn up, but then I stopped myself when I saw his face.
