ETHAN CARTER
'This is wrong", I heard her say sharply.
Immediately my eyes fluttered open feeling a little better than I did yesterday. The light illuminated into Aliya's room like spears and I tried to move only to feel Aliya's hand around my waist.
My head cocked to the side only to see her face so close to mine. She looked peaceful, her ginger hair was pulled back and her lips…those lips looked so…so inviting.
I took a minute to take her beauty in. Her face was devoid of make up and she still looked beautiful. So graceful. So…
I stopped myself. She was right, this was wrong. Yesterday, all this happened because I was weak and not in my senses.
My hands went back to hers on my waist trying to pull them away from me.
'Ethan-',she moaned, her brows creasing.
I looked at her surprised at what exactly she was dreaming about. She did call my name.
Could she? Could she have been dreaming about me?
I got my answer the instant she bridged the gap between us, clamming her lips with mine. It was unexpected. I should have pulled back the instant her lips landed on mine but I held back and like a fool, I let her kiss me.
It was soft and light at first but then she got wild. Her hands trailed down my chest, her small hands held my cheek dearly, her hands ran through my hair and like a bewitched man I moaned in her mouth getting pulled in whatever was happening.
She claimed my bottom lip and my top lip in her mouth simultaneously and when she opened her mouth granting me access into her mouth, my blood spiked.
Our tongues dueled, our breaths hitched, blood travelled down south to my little man and I was already feeling myself submit to her.
Her hand went to my right shoulder , her nails digging into my skin possessively until I was sure she had just marked her claws on me.
'Ali", I parted from her. I had to stop this before I did anything that I would regret later.
I was taking advantage of the situation. She kissed me, I shouldn't have kissed her back. She must have been dreaming about her boyfriend and I took advantage of that.
Though she did call my name. But even if she did, I was not supposed to react to it. I was supposed to get off her bed, leave her room and pretend that yesterday didn't happen.
Her eyelashes battered again the skin under her eyes, her eyes fluttered open surprise and shock causing her to jolt from me.
'You were dreaming",I said.
'Y-you kissed me", I added unnecessarily. Her eyes widened in horror, her hands went to her lips which seemed swollen at the moment.
She got off the bed, she fixed her shirt and I found my eyes resting on her chest. At those nipples that perked up underneath her shirt.
'I-It was a mistake. I must have–I would never",she started to say and I got up from the bed agitatedly.
'Nothing happened", I muttered picking up my pants from the floor and my shirt from her vanity table.
I didn't know why I was pissed to be honest. She said it herself ‘it was a mistake' buy why did I feel it wasn't?
Why did I feel agitated that she said and I quote ‘she would never-‘. She would never kiss me if she were in her sane mind.
She did tell my mother the other day that was not her type. Did she regret the kiss? Was I even the man she was thinking of when she kissed me?
And why did it matter? Aliya meant nothing, she was no one to me. She shouldn't have kissed me because now, I wanted more.
Just one kiss and that was all, I would forget about it. By the time I got to my room, I was both confused, pissed at myself and extremely horny.
No. I had a girlfriend. Crystal didn't deserve this. Crystal didn't deserve me cheating on her.
In a way maybe she was right. I wasn't man to be trusted. I had denied things happening between me and Aliya and now?
I craved for one kiss from her no matter how wrong and selfish it felt.
Afterwards I went to the bathroom, which included ten minutes of trying to forget about the morning kiss. I hissed when the cold water sprinkled against my shoulder.
She was really wild, huh? I wondered what things Aliya and her boyfriend were doing in her dream for her to claw my shoulder.
I had claw marks on my shoulder and I was pretty sure the ointment in my medicine cabinet wouldn't make the pain go away.
I went back to doing away with the morning pleasantries before I put on a casual black shirt and grey sweatpants.
On a regular Saturday, I preferred just taking time and staying at home. I would regularly have dinner dates with Crystal afterwards but given out last chat, I had a feeling she was still mad that I confronted her about Aliya.
'Ethan, there you are. How you are feeling? Ali told me what happened", Mila greeted running to me and placing her hand on my forehead.
I felt a little better actually except for the raspy throat that stung like the Dickens.
'It was just a sore throat", I said walking behind her to get a cup and make coffee.
'It was no sore throat and you know it! Ali told me you were shaking and sweating. Don't you think it's best if we visited the hospital?" She asked and I scoffed.
It was nothing, really.
'Where were you yesterday?"I tried to divert the topic to a less worrying one.
'Oh goodness. My granddaughter Gigi almost got run over by a careless drunk driver. I had to rush to the hospital to see her"
'Ooh. Is she okay?"
'Yeah, luckily someone saved her and she escaped with just a scrape"
'I'm happy to hear that", I said taking the coffee beans from the shelves before Mila came infront of me like a mother trying to deny her kids sweets.
'No. No. No. Coffee won't do, I'll brew you my family concoction to help with your throat"
And my ears perked up. The said concoction she was talking about was a mixture of bitter herbs, ginger, cinnamon and whatever spice she could find in the house and let's just say it was horrible.
I used to pour it on plants when I was a kid and the next day I would find them dead, that being a clear indication just how deadly Mila's concoction was.
'Oh no no. My throat is fine, Aliya exaggerated quite a bit. I'm sure if you call her she'll explain that I was doing better this morning", I spoke out.
Aliya would explain I was feeling better seeing as to how I almost kissed the life out of her.
'Unfortunately for you, Aliya isn't here",Mila mused and I looked at her with a curious face.
What did she mean Aliya wasn't here?
'Why? Where did she go?"
'Didn't you know? I thought she told you? It's the weekend? Her day off. She'll be back on Monday"
'Right"
I forgot that weekends were her days off. It shouldn't have mattered but Aliya not being in the house made the house kind of seem dense and tense.
The thought of her at this second being with her boyfriend made me cringe. Maybe that's the reason she had a sex dream about him, she simply couldn't wait to be in his arms.
