"Good morning," he told me as he came behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist giving me a light kiss on my cheek.
"Good morning. Would you like some coffee?" I asked pretending not to notice his closeness.
"Sure, coffee would be wonderful," he told me. His mouth was so close to my ear that it felt like he had almost whispered that last part sending shivers down my spine. I quickly pulled away and focused my attention on making the coffee.
A few minutes later the coffee was all ready and we were both sitting across from each other at the kitchen table sipping it. I still couldn't think of anything intelligent to say and the dead silence was literally killing me. God, I just need to chill out and forget about last night! Putting on my best fake smile I turned to him and asked, "So, what do you want to do today?"
"I don't know. Maybe go to the beach again?" he suggested.
Sounded like a plan to me. I agreed then quickly finished up my coffee and headed upstairs to get ready.
While I was getting ready Amy came in to see what was going on. "What's on the agenda for today?" she asked.
"Beach," I told her.
"Oh, OK. Cool. You're wearing that old thing again?" she asked critically as she glanced over to my purple Speedo which was laying on my bed and scrunched her nose up.
"Yea, what's wrong it?" I asked defensively.
"Nothing but it's so plain. I mean don't you have anything else?"
"I have a similar one in green," I spoke up.
Amy sighed as if she was trying to say that's not what I meant. Obviously she had given up on me for now. "Wear the green one. I'm sick of seeing you in the purple. You need to be a little different every once in a while," she advised.
"Yes ma'am," I muttered sarcastically as she left my room and headed towards hers to pick out a bikini in her impressive collection of the worlds skimpiest bikini's.
A little while later we were finally ready and the four of us headed for the beach. Once we got there we all went for a little swim but after a while I began to get cold and told everyone that I was getting out. Nick insisted on getting out along with me.
I was finally beginning to let go and forget about last night. No one really seemed to care about it so why should I? Finally I could relax. Right now my biggest worry was getting warm since I was shivering and my whole body felt like one gigantic goosebump.
"Are you cold?" Nick asked with a laugh.
"Yes! I'm freezing!" I chattered.
As soon as those 3 words left my mouth Nick had his arms around me, rubbing the gooseflesh away and pulling me closer to him. I began to warm up as soon as I felt the heat radiating from his warm body. Right then I really felt like probably the happiest girl in the world.
I grinned up at him and he leaned down to place a light kiss on my lips. I immediately kissed him back and began to get totally caught up in the moment. I was so absorbed in him that I almost didn't hear the scream.
"OMG! That was just Amy screaming!" I told Nick as I quickly pulled away from him and ran down the beach where I could see AJ carrying Amy ashore. "What happened?" I asked frantically.
"She just got stung by a jellyfish. She'll be OK," AJ informed me. "I'm going to go take her inside now. Could you and Nick grab all our stuff for us?"
"Sure no problem," I agreed as I began to pick up everyone's things. Of course with my awful luck just then the clouds decided to open up and it started to pour. Just great, I thought darkly as Nick and I headed inside.
The first thing I did was run upstairs and change into my idea of the perfect rainy day outfit which consisted of a pair of my absolute favorite baggy jeans that are literally falling apart (holes everywhere to prove it) a lime green tank top, and a blue bandanna wrapped around my head. After I was all done getting dressed I headed downstairs to check on Amy.
"Are you OK?" I asked her, very concerned.
"Yea, I think so. I have ice on it but my leg is pretty swelled up. Basically I feel pretty shitty. Don't worry though. I'll be fine by tomorrow," she assured me.
I spent the rest of the afternoon taking care of Amy and bringing her whatever she wanted. When I wasn't waiting on Amy I tried to clean the place up a bit because it was a pigsty! I seriously think I live with slobs.
Finally at around 4:30 I had time to myself. I ran up to my room determined to just kick back and relax. I sat down on my window seat and looked out at the beach. Ugh, still raining! There's nothing more depressing than a rainy beach, I thought sadly.
I reached over and grabbed the romance novel I was currently reading and opened it up. I know, I know, me reading trashy romance novels? Well, you just discovered my deepest darkest secret. I *gasp* have a secret passion for them. I know you're thinking that shy virginal Lyssa would actually expose her mind to such filth? Well, I do and this particular book was really starting to heat up. Pretty soon I became so absorbed in the book that I didn't even notice Nick enter the room and creep up behind me. I almost had a heart attack when I heard him ask, "What are you reading?"
I looked up in surprise and quickly shut my book, trying to hide it behind my back. Guys always tease girls about reading trashy romance novels and I didn't feel like having to defend myself and explain that they are almost like an escapism for us. I mean where can you find a guy like in those books? Nowhere. They don't seem to exist although I'm not complaining one bit about Nick. "Oh, nothing," I told him. "I didn't even hear you come in."
"That's because I'm just sneaky like that," he told me with a smile. "Seriously though you were just way to absorbed in your book to notice. I wonder what could be so interesting that you just block everything out like that?" he teased me as he sat down next to me on the window seat and grabbed my book which I had just put down. "Oh, I see. You were to busy reading a trashy romance novel," he continued to tease.
"Yup, I'm guilty," I admitted. "I'm addicted to them but shh, don't tell anyone. That's my deepest darkest secret," I continued trying to make a joke out of it.
"You know I never got why woman actually read these things. I mean to me they all look exactly the same. There's always some big, buff, guy on the cover groping some chick," Nick told me.
"And the chick always has like this perfect body," I continued with a giggle. "I guess it really isn't very realistic. No wonder so many woman want to get breast implants. Just look at what society is flaunting across the faces of women who are on the smaller end of the spectrum like myself," I rambled on.
"I think your body is perfect just the way it is," he told me with a smile.
"Really?" I asked as I felt my face turning a little red, thinking about the game of Truth or Dare last night. I felt like I was almost reliving the whole horrible ordeal in my head.
"Yes," he assured me with a soft kiss. I returned the kiss and felt him part my lips with his tongue. I began to feel myself begin to press back against the wall as Nick's kisses traveled down the front of my throat. I then felt his weight pressing down over me, each kiss more deeper and more passionate than the last. More intensely than we'd ever kissed before. His hands traveled across my body skillfully, touching me in places I've never even been touched before. I drew in a huge breath as his hand traveled upwards to my breasts and he whispered in my ear, "They aren't exactly on the small end of the spectrum."
That's when I began to realize how far things were going. I started to feel slightly uneasy and I knew that Nick wanted to do more than just make out but I just simply wasn't ready for all that yet. He wanted more than I was ready to give to him. I wasn't even exactly sure if Nick really loved her. He never actually said it come to think of it. I suddenly pulled away and said, "Look, we really need to talk."
"I'm sorry if I got carried away," Nick told me apologetically.
"It's OK, it's just that there's something about me that you should know," I began.
"What is it?" Nick asked concerned. "Is there something wrong with you or something?"
"No, nothing like that," I reassured him. "It's more like something that I believe."
"What are you trying to say?" he asked a bit confused.
I took a deep breath and started to explain. "I'm not like other girls," I started off. "I don't believe that sex is just something to do for fun. To me it means a lot more and I don't want to just do it because everyone else is. When I decide to lose my virginity it's not going to be just for the hell of it. It's going to be because I'm absolutely ready for it and all the consequences that come with it. I'm waiting for the best moment with the best guy and I'm not sure who it will be with or when it will happen but I know that when I'm ready I'll just know. I mean it could be next week with you or 5 years from now with some other guy. I really don't know but that's what I honestly believe. I know I sound really corny and old fashioned right?"
"Not at all. I respect that Lyssa, I really do. If I knew that before time I never would have let things get this far. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable," Nick apologized.
I was a little surprised that Nick seemed to take it so well. I mean I guess I expected more of an argument or something but then again what was he supposed to say? The whole conversation was making me uneasy and I began to realize how tired I really was. A nap would do me some good I thought as I stifled a yawn.
"Tired?" Nick asked.
"Yea, a little bit," I told him. I think I'll take a little nap."
"OK, then I guess I'll leave you alone and let you get some rest," Nick said as he headed towards the door.
"Hey Nick, wait a second," I called after him. "Thank you for being so understanding."
"No problem," he told me as he closed the door behind him.
As soon as he left I lowered myself underneath the covers and laid my head against the pillow, closing my eyes. I could have sworn just as I was drifting off to sleep I heard someone faintly open the door and kneel beside my bed. Then I felt a hand gently brush away a tendril of hair from my face and a voice softly whisper in my ear, "I love you Lyssa." The last thing I felt before I fell asleep was a pair of cool lips pressing against my forehead.