*WARNING: Sexual content in this chapter. I kindly request that if you are below 16 years of age, or easily disturbed by such content, to please stop reading once you see the red “Warning” line.
I left Chris’s office in an awful mood. I had no doubt he was wrong to consider Frank a suspect; nevertheless, the fact that Frank hadn’t told me anything about his trip to Egypt, had stung me deeply.
Thankfully, for the rest of the afternoon I had to run some errands around town so I could keep my mind busy. Later, I met with Shani to drink a cup of coffee and afterwards we went to eat dinner. Although I fully trusted Shani, I avoided telling her anything about Frank, because I didn’t want to make her doubt him without knowing for sure what made him keep his trip a secret.
When the night fell, I unwillingly decided to return home. Shani had a date with Kennie at the cinema so she couldn’t stay with me any longer. I knew that in the quiet of my room my mind would refuse to think of anything other than theories about Al Simhara. And I definitely didn’t want to come across Frank.
I opened the door to my apartment and I could hear the TV. Poo, Frank’s here.
“Ah, Lou, It has a horror on TV, care to watch it with me?” Frank asked.
I didn’t say a word; I didn’t even turn to look at him. I simply acted as if he weren’t there and I headed straight to my room.
Barely 10 minutes passed, and he was knocking on my door.
“Aly, may I come in?” he asked. I pondered what to do for a second… No, he may not, I concluded. I’d just ignore him and let him think I’m asleep.
Right… like he would just go away. Nobody ignored Frank and got away with it. He simply opened the door determined to find out what my problem was. Why hadn’t I locked, again?
I remained focused on my novel, seemingly oblivious to his ‘invasion’ to my personal space, but my heart pounded crazily into my chest, dreading of the possible outcomes of a conversation with him. It felt like I would lose a friend tonight.
He stood next to my door gazing at me. “What do you want?” I asked as nonchalantly as I could possibly fake.
“You see me for the first time in my underwear and that’s all you have to say?!” he joked. I threw a killer-glance at him and immediately turned back to my book.
“Aly, it’s not like you to come in to the house without even saying hello. What’s wrong?” he said while taking a seat on my desk.
I took the time to put the book down. There was no use in trying to avoid the inevitable confrontation any longer. I turned to him wearing an expression of sadness mixed with anger. “You didn’t even tell me Frank! You were in Egypt and you never told me! You knew I was in trouble and you didn’t even bother contacting me to see if I needed anything!”
“Shit…” he said as he leaned back and raised his head towards the ceiling. He sighed. “Lou, I was in Cairo on business. Yeah, I knew… Shani had told me about what happened to you in Al Simhara, but I had to make an important deal or I’d lose my job. I… ”
“I needed a familiar face; a friend. I needed you, damn it!” I screamed. “How could you leave me all alone to face this… this nightmare?!” It was futile to try holding back my tears.
I could see the pain drawn genuinely on Frank’s face as he came to sit on my bed, next to me. “I know Aly. I’m so sorry…” he sighed again and took my hand in his. “That’s why I never told you… I felt like shit for not coming to you. You don’t know how much I regret this…” his voice was rough and his eyes were pleading for my forgiveness.
He wiped the tears off my face and he stroked my cheek. We stayed there looking at each other speechless. Words just weren’t enough to describe all the feelings that were bottled up inside the both of us.
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His hand was now caressing my shoulder and my whole body was reacting to his touch. He could feel me shiver. Still looking at me steadily, he gently lowered the strap of my shirt.
“Don’t…” I whispered.
“I’m sorry” he said as his lips were searching for mine. His kiss was soft and sweet and gradually became urgent as his hands roamed under my shirt and he felt my curves.
He stopped kissing me only to remove our clothing and then he rushed again to make up for the lost seconds that our bodies were apart.
His warm skin felt soft under my fingers and his hard-earned muscles looked amazing in the dim light. All those hours he spent working out had really paid off, turning a cute chubby boy into a man who could make any female swoon at his sight. I was no exception, no matter how hard I had been trying to deny it. I lost a friend indeed that night, but not in the way I feared.
Next morning found us sleeping in each other’s arms; the sweetest sleep I had in years. I woke up feeling his lips touching my shoulder tenderly. He was ready and eager to repeat last night’s events. Feeling him warm and hard under the sheets made it impossible for me to resist him.
Eventually, we managed to separate from each other and get up from the bed. I was mulling over what we had done while dressing up. He reached for his underwear looking at me uneasily. He came behind me as I was heading for the door.
“I hope you didn’t regret this.” he whispered in my ear.
“Nooo…” I replied and a half-smile was slowly forming on my lips.
His demeanor changed instantly. “Great! Kennie and Shani will be excited to hear about us!! I’m off to tell them!!” he said smiling broadly, obviously joking!!
“You can’t do such a thing!!” I grabbed his arm and prevented him from going outside. “I’ll go first to make sure no one’s out there. Don’t say a word or you’re dead!” I warned him and I carefully opened the door and looked around for signs of our roommates.
“Ground’s clear. You may proceed.” I said in a commander-like tone.
He walked past me and then he turned back again and took me in his arms.
“You thought you’d get rid of me so easily??” he said and he gave me a long heart-melting kiss.
“I love you!” he shouted and headed for his room.
Great. Not only will he wake up Shani and Kennie, but the whole block as well… Wait a minute… He what?… Oh, poo… What am I doing?