didn’t leave.”
“Oh, that?” He grinned. “Mel, it was just a misunderstanding. You didn’t tell your sister, did you?”
“No.”
“And you don’t need to. It was nothing. I just got lost.”
“ Lost ? Keith, is ‘stupid’ plastered on my forehead?”
He glared at her creamy thighs. She held her T-shirt tighter against them. “We all get lost sometimes, don’t we, Mel?”
She backed away. “Okay, forget that. What about when we all went out tonight? Why were you constantly staring at me?”
He glanced around the den. “I wasn’t staring at you.”
“Keith!” She laughed. “I can’t believe you’re standing here lying. Every time I noticed you looking at me, you’d wink or smirk. Am I supposed to believe that’s just a coincidence? You can lie your way out of what happened in my room, but you can’t deny that you were staring at me all night.”
“Nice T-shirt.” He groaned. “You have such a beautiful body, Mel. I can’t see why you continue to cover it up the way you do.”
She exhaled. “Keith, what in the hell are you up to?”
“Games, Mel. Don’t you like to play games?”
“No.” Her voice shook.
“Something tells me you do.” He moved his mouth to hers. She jumped back.
Sarah walked in with Melody’s old pillow and some blankets.
“Sorry it took so long. The things tumbled out of the linen closet.” She passed Keith the items.
“I appreciate this, babe.” He kissed her. Keith made up the couch.
“Come on, let’s go to bed, Mel.” Sarah took her hand.
“And I’ll make sure to lock my door.” She looked at Keith.
Melody awoke to the sounds of lovemaking coming from Sarah’s room the next morning. She wasn’t surprised. She knew Keith would finagle his way into Sarah’s bed. She screeched like a cat in heat. Keith delivered a couple of “bear” grunts of his own. He must have been something in bed. The sounds were so exhausting Melody lit a cigarette to take her mind off of what she wasn’t getting.
Of course, Melody should have been used to her sister sexing men early in the morning. But none of those guys had been Keith Taylor. Melody vowed to learn his angle by the end of breakfast. She got a headache whenever she thought of Keith. She wished she could just take the day in bed. She figured Sarah and Keith hoped the same thing by the sounds coming from that room.
Melody yawned in her huge bedroom mirror before she began to brush her teeth. She decided she’d shower some time later. She wasted no time lighting another cigarette when she finished. Sarah and Keith were still going strong. Melody took a long puff from the little white rod. She couldn’t help thinking of Lucas during moments like these. Her stomach tingled. And oh yes, she knew why.
She wanted Lucas already. So why had she put the brakes on? Why couldn’t she be more like Sarah? Why did she have to take things so slow? Could she be in love with Lucas? Maybe she had been since they were teenagers. She hadn’t met anyone who made her feel like this. She thought of her last lover, Enrique. Hands down, he’d been the best lover. They’d met at a coffee shop close to Sarah’s job.
From the moment Melody and Enrique locked eyes, they’d felt the heat. That quickly fizzled. Enrique had been great to fuck and go to lunch with, yet love never entered the picture for Melody. Sarah always said she couldn’t understand why Melody didn’t allow herself to be happy. Melody tiptoed downstairs, and wondered the same thing.
Enrique didn’t stir half the emotions in Melody that Lucas did. She’d definitely go after that job now. She already knew Lucas well. Now she craved to know him more .
She dug around the kitchen for something quick to fix. They were out of pancake mix. She wasn’t about to struggle through a scratch recipe. That wasn’t Melody’s style. She liked things quick and fast. She heard Sarah moaning upstairs. Well, there were some things Melody liked to take her time
“Oh, that?” He grinned. “Mel, it was just a misunderstanding. You didn’t tell your sister, did you?”
“No.”
“And you don’t need to. It was nothing. I just got lost.”
“ Lost ? Keith, is ‘stupid’ plastered on my forehead?”
He glared at her creamy thighs. She held her T-shirt tighter against them. “We all get lost sometimes, don’t we, Mel?”
She backed away. “Okay, forget that. What about when we all went out tonight? Why were you constantly staring at me?”
He glanced around the den. “I wasn’t staring at you.”
“Keith!” She laughed. “I can’t believe you’re standing here lying. Every time I noticed you looking at me, you’d wink or smirk. Am I supposed to believe that’s just a coincidence? You can lie your way out of what happened in my room, but you can’t deny that you were staring at me all night.”
“Nice T-shirt.” He groaned. “You have such a beautiful body, Mel. I can’t see why you continue to cover it up the way you do.”
She exhaled. “Keith, what in the hell are you up to?”
“Games, Mel. Don’t you like to play games?”
“No.” Her voice shook.
“Something tells me you do.” He moved his mouth to hers. She jumped back.
Sarah walked in with Melody’s old pillow and some blankets.
“Sorry it took so long. The things tumbled out of the linen closet.” She passed Keith the items.
“I appreciate this, babe.” He kissed her. Keith made up the couch.
“Come on, let’s go to bed, Mel.” Sarah took her hand.
“And I’ll make sure to lock my door.” She looked at Keith.
Melody awoke to the sounds of lovemaking coming from Sarah’s room the next morning. She wasn’t surprised. She knew Keith would finagle his way into Sarah’s bed. She screeched like a cat in heat. Keith delivered a couple of “bear” grunts of his own. He must have been something in bed. The sounds were so exhausting Melody lit a cigarette to take her mind off of what she wasn’t getting.
Of course, Melody should have been used to her sister sexing men early in the morning. But none of those guys had been Keith Taylor. Melody vowed to learn his angle by the end of breakfast. She got a headache whenever she thought of Keith. She wished she could just take the day in bed. She figured Sarah and Keith hoped the same thing by the sounds coming from that room.
Melody yawned in her huge bedroom mirror before she began to brush her teeth. She decided she’d shower some time later. She wasted no time lighting another cigarette when she finished. Sarah and Keith were still going strong. Melody took a long puff from the little white rod. She couldn’t help thinking of Lucas during moments like these. Her stomach tingled. And oh yes, she knew why.
She wanted Lucas already. So why had she put the brakes on? Why couldn’t she be more like Sarah? Why did she have to take things so slow? Could she be in love with Lucas? Maybe she had been since they were teenagers. She hadn’t met anyone who made her feel like this. She thought of her last lover, Enrique. Hands down, he’d been the best lover. They’d met at a coffee shop close to Sarah’s job.
From the moment Melody and Enrique locked eyes, they’d felt the heat. That quickly fizzled. Enrique had been great to fuck and go to lunch with, yet love never entered the picture for Melody. Sarah always said she couldn’t understand why Melody didn’t allow herself to be happy. Melody tiptoed downstairs, and wondered the same thing.
Enrique didn’t stir half the emotions in Melody that Lucas did. She’d definitely go after that job now. She already knew Lucas well. Now she craved to know him more .
She dug around the kitchen for something quick to fix. They were out of pancake mix. She wasn’t about to struggle through a scratch recipe. That wasn’t Melody’s style. She liked things quick and fast. She heard Sarah moaning upstairs. Well, there were some things Melody liked to take her time
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