“When do you want me to talk to him?” I’m leaving it up to her, not wanting to rush her to make a decision. This truth doesn’t only affect me, but her as well.
She bites her lip, scrunching her nose. “Umm… as soon as possible. It’s killing me, but it shouldn’t be just you. I need to be there, too.”
“I know, but if he’s going to be irate, I don’t want you there. Let me tell him, and he can get angry at me. But no matter what happens, I love you, and I’m not letting you go again, Amberlee. Ryan can get on the Jerlee train or stand on the sidelines.”
She snorts, her hand immediately flying to her already reddening face. “Jerlee?” she asks, laughing into her hand.
“Yeah, you know, like Bennifer. We’re Jerlee. We can play with it if you don’t like it. But I think it’s cute.”
“I love it, and I love you. Ryan will need to recognize that I’m an adult and can choose who I want to be with. He’s not the one to make that decision for me.”
I lean over, taking hold of her hands and pulling them away from her mouth. Her pouty lips entice me just as I press mine to hers, kissing her deeply. She moans and my cock craves to be inside her again. We don’t have much time before Angel is home, and I still need to set a time to talk to Ryan.
“Okay, I’m going to message him and see if we can meet tomorrow night,” I tell her as I pull away.
I stand up and move over to the counter, pick up my phone, and sit back down. Taking a deep breath, I open my message thread with him and type.
Me: Hey Ryan are you free tomorrow night I need to talk to you.
I wait, not sure if he’s by his phone or not. But when I see the tiny dots dancing up and down on the screen, my anxiety rises.
Ryan: Yeah what’s up
Me: I just need to talk to you about something important.
Ryan: Why are you waiting until tomorrow? We can do it now.
Fuck! No! Not now! I take a deep breath, reining in my emotions. As much as I want to do it now, I need time to think through just how I’m going to present the situation to him.
Me: No tomorrow is good. I can’t tonight. How’s 6
Ryan: That’s perfect. We can grill some steaks and have a few beers.
Me: Perfect
Shit! I’m going to have Angel. Fuck, I don’t want her caught in the crossfire of anything with me and him.
“I don’t want Angel there, and I don’t know if I can find a sitter.” The defeat in my voice clear.
“Let her come up and hang out with me. In fact, I’ll leave with her and meet up with you later. I can always make an excuse to run to the store and take her with me. Her and RJ can, there’s noneed for either of them to hear it. If it doesn’t go well, message me, and I’ll bring her to you and then come back home with RJ.”
“God, I love you.” I stand from my chair, forgetting about the dishes, and pick her up. “It’s time for dessert.”
Chapter 23
Amberlee
Igasp as hepicks me up, cradling me in his arms as he heads up the stairs.
“Put me down, I’m going to break your back.” I slap playfully at his chest and laugh.
“If I ever hear you say something like that again, I’m going to swat your ass. You’re not heavy, and I’d carry you no matter how much you weighed. All I want now is to spend the last few moments we have together before you leave buried deep inside of you.”
I press my thighs together to ease the ache between them. It’s been a few days, but I’ve had to masturbate each night. My desire for Jeremiah is so strong, I can’t contain it any longer.
“Umm, that sounds like it might be fun,” I tease.
“Oh, it can be, baby, and when you’re ready, we can definitely experiment with it.”
