you.”
“That’s the thing. I don’t want her back. It should’ve been over a long time ago but I was being naïve.”
“Well…I guess she and Shawn can spend all the time they want together.”
“Yup…I need a drink!” he chuckled. “Can I get you one?”
“You only have beers right?”
“Yea…sorry.”
“No it’s ok. I’ll take one.”
“Pizza? I can heat it up for you.”
“That would be great. I’m starved.”
Zach proceeded to the kitchen and got two beers out of the fridge. The pizza had gone cold and he set a few slices in the microwave to heat up. While he waited, he looked back at her on the couch. She was fiddling with her cell phone and still had that sad look on her face. Maybe she was texting Shawn. He didn’t know. He felt sorry about his earlier intentions and decided that he should put a shirt on. Even though she’d given him a compliment, she was just trying to make him feel better. It didn’t mean that he had a chance.
He went to his room and grabbed the nearest shirt he could find. When he got back to the kitchen she was in there, sitting at the dinner table.
“Did I interrupt your shower when I got here?”
“Nah…I just walk around like this all the time.” he lied.
“Oh…okay. Can I have that drink now? He’s annoying. He keeps texting me.”
“Yeah, sure.” and he handed her a bottle. “And don’t give me away!” he winked.
“Scared?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Not at all. I’m just trying to have a calm weekend. I already had the fight to top all fights this week. Well…it wasn’t as bad as yours but it was still up there.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t sick Shawn on you. It’ll be our little secret. Mmm bitter!” she laughed and winced as she took her first sip of the draught.
“Yeah…Guinness is a man’s drink.”
“I’m a big girl. I can handle it Mr. Man!”
“I’m sure you can.” he said, with a sly smile.
He wondered if she could handle him. He was already feeling better by just talking to her and he wanted her badly. Even with the loose sweater on, her breasts still swelled against the fabric and he wanted to touch them, lick them, and bite them till she cried out for him to stop. He wondered if she liked a little rough play. His cock twitched with life under his sweats and began to rise against the thick material as he thought of her in very compromising positions. He wanted her now. Unfortunately, his wanton thoughts were soon broken by the loud buzzing of her phone. He knew that it was Shawn and at this point, he was sick of the interruptions. He quickly snatched the phone and put it into his pocket.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m kidnapping your phone.”
“Uh huh. I thought you had your own. But hey, if pink is your color, go ahead!” she giggled.
“You’re my guest right? No getting distracted by the ex-boy…I mean uh boyfriend.”
“No…you were right the first time. He’s been an ex for a couple of hours now and it’s staying that way.”
“Well you look sad every time you look at the phone…and I can’t have that. So yeah…I’ll be keeping it.”
She laughed and shook her head. “Fine, fine. Hope I don’t have to fight you for it later?”
“I don’t know. We’ll see.” he grinned.
**
The two sat on the living room couch, watching a horror flick. Zach was on his second beer and Diana lay back on the couch. She seemed comfortable and very calm; a big change from what she’d looked like earlier. He was happy that she felt comfortable around him. At least for him, the troubles of the week didn’t seem to matter anymore.
He got up and pulled off a quilt from the nearby couch, and drew it over her. It was getting quite chilly and he wanted to be a good host.
“Oh thank you.”
“No problem. I was gonna get you a pillow.
“That’s the thing. I don’t want her back. It should’ve been over a long time ago but I was being naïve.”
“Well…I guess she and Shawn can spend all the time they want together.”
“Yup…I need a drink!” he chuckled. “Can I get you one?”
“You only have beers right?”
“Yea…sorry.”
“No it’s ok. I’ll take one.”
“Pizza? I can heat it up for you.”
“That would be great. I’m starved.”
Zach proceeded to the kitchen and got two beers out of the fridge. The pizza had gone cold and he set a few slices in the microwave to heat up. While he waited, he looked back at her on the couch. She was fiddling with her cell phone and still had that sad look on her face. Maybe she was texting Shawn. He didn’t know. He felt sorry about his earlier intentions and decided that he should put a shirt on. Even though she’d given him a compliment, she was just trying to make him feel better. It didn’t mean that he had a chance.
He went to his room and grabbed the nearest shirt he could find. When he got back to the kitchen she was in there, sitting at the dinner table.
“Did I interrupt your shower when I got here?”
“Nah…I just walk around like this all the time.” he lied.
“Oh…okay. Can I have that drink now? He’s annoying. He keeps texting me.”
“Yeah, sure.” and he handed her a bottle. “And don’t give me away!” he winked.
“Scared?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Not at all. I’m just trying to have a calm weekend. I already had the fight to top all fights this week. Well…it wasn’t as bad as yours but it was still up there.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t sick Shawn on you. It’ll be our little secret. Mmm bitter!” she laughed and winced as she took her first sip of the draught.
“Yeah…Guinness is a man’s drink.”
“I’m a big girl. I can handle it Mr. Man!”
“I’m sure you can.” he said, with a sly smile.
He wondered if she could handle him. He was already feeling better by just talking to her and he wanted her badly. Even with the loose sweater on, her breasts still swelled against the fabric and he wanted to touch them, lick them, and bite them till she cried out for him to stop. He wondered if she liked a little rough play. His cock twitched with life under his sweats and began to rise against the thick material as he thought of her in very compromising positions. He wanted her now. Unfortunately, his wanton thoughts were soon broken by the loud buzzing of her phone. He knew that it was Shawn and at this point, he was sick of the interruptions. He quickly snatched the phone and put it into his pocket.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m kidnapping your phone.”
“Uh huh. I thought you had your own. But hey, if pink is your color, go ahead!” she giggled.
“You’re my guest right? No getting distracted by the ex-boy…I mean uh boyfriend.”
“No…you were right the first time. He’s been an ex for a couple of hours now and it’s staying that way.”
“Well you look sad every time you look at the phone…and I can’t have that. So yeah…I’ll be keeping it.”
She laughed and shook her head. “Fine, fine. Hope I don’t have to fight you for it later?”
“I don’t know. We’ll see.” he grinned.
**
The two sat on the living room couch, watching a horror flick. Zach was on his second beer and Diana lay back on the couch. She seemed comfortable and very calm; a big change from what she’d looked like earlier. He was happy that she felt comfortable around him. At least for him, the troubles of the week didn’t seem to matter anymore.
He got up and pulled off a quilt from the nearby couch, and drew it over her. It was getting quite chilly and he wanted to be a good host.
“Oh thank you.”
“No problem. I was gonna get you a pillow.
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