Accident.”
“Are you ready to talk about it?”
I shook my head. “Not out loud. I want to write about it first. I seem to do better when I’m drunk or when I write things down. And I prefer not to feel horrible in the morning.” I sat down at the kitchen table.
Devin took the chair next to mine. “If you ever want to talk to someone, you know I’m here.”
I took a bite. “This is really good, Dev.”
“Thanks. It wasn’t too hard to throw together. I’m glad you like it.”
“We’re watching the show tonight, right?” I slurped up some of the noodles and Devin laughed.
“Yeah. I’m always over here watching it. The only thing missing is Mitch and Megan.”
“Speaking of which, you do realize if he pops the question this week I’ll have won the bet?”
“I didn’t think about it too much but it does seem like the perfect time to pop the question. I guess I’ll have to hand the victory over to you.”
“We’ll see. Now we just have to wait. They would call if it happened, wouldn’t they?”
“Maybe they want to surprise everyone when they get home or wait to tell everyone together.”
“Right, Em. I forgot about her briefly. Is it bad that I like that I’m here without anyone bothering me?”
“You mean is it bad that you’re glad Em isn’t here?” Devin shook his head. “No. You haven’t had a break since you and Mitch started doing this on your own. You deserve the break. I just hope I’m not barging in on your rest.”
I smiled. “At first I thought this would be difficult but I find it rather fun. I’m glad you’re here to bother me.”
“It’s good to hear it from your lips,” he said as I finished what was left on my plate just in time for the show to come on.
I stood up and put my plate away and held out my hand. “Come on, the show is about to start.”
Devin grabbed my hand and followed me to the living room. “You sitting in your chair again?” I asked.
“Always do, why, you want to join me?” he asked, sitting down on the oversized chair. He patted the place next to him, and I shrugged my shoulders like I didn’t care either way. I did though, I wanted to sit with him again. To have his arms wrapped around me. I grabbed the blanket and sat next to Devin, situating myself comfortably then throwing the blanket over the two of us.
“Do you have the remote?” I asked. Devin held up the remote and turned on the TV set and switched it to ABC. “It’s starting.” I tapped him excitedly on his arm.
He laughed and tightened his arms around me. We continued to watch the show and when it came time for the song I had seen be recorded, I looked over to Devin and smiled.
“Sounds good,” I said as it broke for a commercial.
“You did help create the sound. Well, help edit the sound, I guess. Terry heard and now thinks you should come work for the studio helping me.”
“I can’t do what you do.” I smiled.
“You can help me pick out the best sound though from the multiple tracks recorded.”
“True. But then it just means we’ll be around each other more. I’m not sure you could handle more me.”
“I could handle a lot more you,” he said and before I knew what he was doing he leaned down and kissed my lips. I responded by leaning into him. He applied a little more pressure and gently began to brush my lips with his. My hands went to his hair automatically and his to mine. And before I could stop myself, a moan escaped me.
Devin’s intensity grew, and I responded with the same vigor, hoping I was doing things right. Devin pulled back and looked down at me intently. “Whatever Eric told you about your skills, he was utterly mistaken. And if you’re still afraid you don’t know what you’re doing, don’t be. You’re a natural,” Devin said then leaned back down and began the onslaught again.
I lost all sense of thought momentarily as he began an exploration of my mouth and I of his. My hands ran up his chest and couldn’t help but
“Are you ready to talk about it?”
I shook my head. “Not out loud. I want to write about it first. I seem to do better when I’m drunk or when I write things down. And I prefer not to feel horrible in the morning.” I sat down at the kitchen table.
Devin took the chair next to mine. “If you ever want to talk to someone, you know I’m here.”
I took a bite. “This is really good, Dev.”
“Thanks. It wasn’t too hard to throw together. I’m glad you like it.”
“We’re watching the show tonight, right?” I slurped up some of the noodles and Devin laughed.
“Yeah. I’m always over here watching it. The only thing missing is Mitch and Megan.”
“Speaking of which, you do realize if he pops the question this week I’ll have won the bet?”
“I didn’t think about it too much but it does seem like the perfect time to pop the question. I guess I’ll have to hand the victory over to you.”
“We’ll see. Now we just have to wait. They would call if it happened, wouldn’t they?”
“Maybe they want to surprise everyone when they get home or wait to tell everyone together.”
“Right, Em. I forgot about her briefly. Is it bad that I like that I’m here without anyone bothering me?”
“You mean is it bad that you’re glad Em isn’t here?” Devin shook his head. “No. You haven’t had a break since you and Mitch started doing this on your own. You deserve the break. I just hope I’m not barging in on your rest.”
I smiled. “At first I thought this would be difficult but I find it rather fun. I’m glad you’re here to bother me.”
“It’s good to hear it from your lips,” he said as I finished what was left on my plate just in time for the show to come on.
I stood up and put my plate away and held out my hand. “Come on, the show is about to start.”
Devin grabbed my hand and followed me to the living room. “You sitting in your chair again?” I asked.
“Always do, why, you want to join me?” he asked, sitting down on the oversized chair. He patted the place next to him, and I shrugged my shoulders like I didn’t care either way. I did though, I wanted to sit with him again. To have his arms wrapped around me. I grabbed the blanket and sat next to Devin, situating myself comfortably then throwing the blanket over the two of us.
“Do you have the remote?” I asked. Devin held up the remote and turned on the TV set and switched it to ABC. “It’s starting.” I tapped him excitedly on his arm.
He laughed and tightened his arms around me. We continued to watch the show and when it came time for the song I had seen be recorded, I looked over to Devin and smiled.
“Sounds good,” I said as it broke for a commercial.
“You did help create the sound. Well, help edit the sound, I guess. Terry heard and now thinks you should come work for the studio helping me.”
“I can’t do what you do.” I smiled.
“You can help me pick out the best sound though from the multiple tracks recorded.”
“True. But then it just means we’ll be around each other more. I’m not sure you could handle more me.”
“I could handle a lot more you,” he said and before I knew what he was doing he leaned down and kissed my lips. I responded by leaning into him. He applied a little more pressure and gently began to brush my lips with his. My hands went to his hair automatically and his to mine. And before I could stop myself, a moan escaped me.
Devin’s intensity grew, and I responded with the same vigor, hoping I was doing things right. Devin pulled back and looked down at me intently. “Whatever Eric told you about your skills, he was utterly mistaken. And if you’re still afraid you don’t know what you’re doing, don’t be. You’re a natural,” Devin said then leaned back down and began the onslaught again.
I lost all sense of thought momentarily as he began an exploration of my mouth and I of his. My hands ran up his chest and couldn’t help but
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