It’s the man I have been thinking about uncontrollably. I open the door to see Omar slowly lift his head up. I want to tell them to leave, but I urge the feeling of his touch. He looks at me with guilt, because he knew what I was going to do next, and holds out a bouquet of flowers. He got me, he knows it’s my favorite, Lilies, there’s something about the color and smile that always brings a smile to my face. In that moment I knew I would become a victim of his smooth smile, soft touch, and athletic body, but I still try to play it cool.
Omar “Big O”
“What are you doing here?”, I ask standing firmly at the doorway.
“Your not gonna let me in?”, He replies with his bright smile.
“Why should I?” I ask awaiting a legitimate response.
“We talked about meeting up tonight, I have flowers and you don’t want them to get all dried up. Do you?”, He says smiling.
I don’t respond, I just look him directly in his eyes.
“I don’t have time for this”, he shoves his way into the house. He then looks back at me, “Close the door”.
I turn around and look at him with the door still open waiting for him to leave. He puts the flowers down on the table then walks over to me and slowly close the door.
He then says, “Are you happy now?”
“No I wanted you to leave” I reply with an attitude.
Omar got in front of me and gently touched my face, moving in to kiss me.
“So you thought you were gonna come over here, bring flowers and everything was gonna be okay?”
Omar replies, “No, I thought you were gonna give me a hard time, like you’re doing right now”.
Omar has always had his way of getting what he wanted. I think that’s what I like most about him. People never want to disappoint him. What he fails to realize is that I’m not those people. He has gotten so use to women doing what he wants, that he tries that shit with me.
“You’ve crossed boundaries that can be considered unforgivable”, I announce looking Omar in the eyes.
“Well do you not forgive me?”, he ask awaiting for response.
“I don’t know yet”
“How do you not know?” Omar ask confused. Omar knew that I was clearly hurt by his relations with Victoria. I want to say something but it wouldn’t have come out as polite as I would want it to.
“Maybe I could give you a better answer if you stop fucking my friend”, I say with my hands crossed.
“I already told you, I will if you don’t see your ex anymore”
“What the fuck, that’s not even fair, so your going to keep fucking my friend because I won’t do what you want”
“You can’t make demands if your not gonna follow through with any of mine”
“Well then I’ll stop fucking my ex if you promise to break it off with her”
“Alright you got it, I won’t see her anymore”
“You promise?”, I ask with a smile.
“you got my word”, he says as he gently touching my face.
“well I like the sound of that”, I said as I kiss him.
I don’t know what it is but there is something comforting about Omar’s lips. Every time we lock lips, I seem to imagine all the things that I can’t have with him. He began to tear my clothes off piece by piece. He grabbed my hair forcing my head back, as he begin licking my neck, while his other hand slowly moved down my stomach to between my thighs. I bite my bottom lip as I tried to gain control of the situation but as usual I fell deep into his seduction. He spun me back around, grabbing me tight and look me in the eyes and said, “We have agreement?”
“Not exactly”, I respond with no hesitation.
“Oh really?”, Omar asked.
I nodded confirming his disbelief.
“Maybe i can change that”, he said as he lifts me up slowly kissing all over my body, while carrying me to the room. I couldn’t fighting anymore, I just let it happen.
The next morning I woke up with Omar’s broad shoulders right around me. I still can’t explain why he has such a hold on me. I think it’s because of the way he treated me when I had nobody. He gave me a chance, by giving me a job when I needed it the most.
Some would say my job is unorthodox, but I see it as a way to survive. There’s nothing about my job that forces me to do anything, I feel uncomfortable with. But I will say, my job is a little risky for some individuals.
Before Omar I’d been in multiple relationships, but Omar was the first person to make me feel like a woman. All my other relationships seem to be fun, as if we were in a relationship because we could. With Omar I feel like I didn’t have a choice. Like no matter how much I wanted to run away my heart wouldn’t allow me to.
I turned over to look at my cell phone, and on the screen I saw 10 missed calls. Immediately I knew who it was. As I open my phone, I slowly rose up from Omar’s grip, to sit up on the bed. Then I saw that I also had a voicemail. I put the phone to my ear, and begin playing the voicemail.
“I want to hear your voice, call me when you have the time”, Trey said with such conviction. I replayed the message one more time just to hear his voice. I then looked over to the bedroom where Omar was sleeping, then back to my phone and smile. Although I wanted to be with Omar. I also feel a strong love for Trey. Usually I never have to choose one over the other, but now they’re both here at the same time fighting for the same position in my life. I got up and went into the other room to call Trey back. As a phone rang my heart began to beat fast because I didn’t know what to say to him. Trey answers the phone with the raspy voice he had in the morning, the same voice I love to here next to me in the morning.
“Hello”, Trey replies.
“good morning”, I say with a sense nervousness
“Good morning”, he says with a bit of excitement
“I just got your message, I thought it’d be polite, that I called you back”
“I don’t want to be polite, I want you to call me back because it’s something you truly want. Not because you feel it’s right”, he replies frustrated.
I’m beginning to think that Trey’s “good morning” wasn’t as pleasant as I thought it was.
“maybe I shouldn’t of called you sorry”, I prepare myself to hang up.
“Babe wait”, he interjects “I understand, I’m just a little upset”
“I know and I understand why, I’m a little confused right now and I don’t know what to do”
Seconds later Omar silently my walks into the room.
“I just need you to give me some time to figure out what I want”, I says emotionally connected.
“Who you talking to?”, Forcefully ask.
I couldn’t respond, I was completely dumbfounded.
To Be Continued…
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“Shit”, I said jumping off the bed, picking my clothes up off the chair and headed straight for the door. Trey stood in front of the door blocking it.
Trey said trying to stop me, “Why are you leaving?”
Trying to shove him out the way I said, “Trey move!”
“Where are you going?”
Finally, I got Trey out of my way; I put my cloths down attempting to put one piece on at a time, but before I could get anything on, Trey came behind me and grabbed the clothing I had in my hand and threw them on the floor. When I tried to turn around, he wrapped his hands around my waist, planting kisses from my left shoulder to the right side of my neck. For a moment I awaited his next move. Getting impatient I turned around making full eye contact with Trey. As are eyes met our lips met seconds later. I fell in love all over again. I stepped back uncertain whether I should continue. As I stepped back he stepped forward backing me against the wall. With nowhere to run Trey kissed me gently pressed against my body. I wanted to pull away, but the warmth from his body drew me in. He picked me up carried me over to the bed, laid me down as he made his way downtown. I have been craving this moment. He always does everything right. He knows exactly what to do to drive me crazy. Trey is definitely the best lover I have ever had.
“What do you want from me”, I said Moaning
He Whispers looking in my eyes, “I Love You”
“Why do you like hurting me?”
I got really emotional throughout our entire time of making love. I couldn’t believe I was so emotional. After a while Trey stopped answering my emotional driven questions. He just gave me what he knew I wanted. I began crying for more begging him to go deeper. I wanted so bad to free my mind and enjoy every bit of this moment but, in the back of my mind I was still hurt, I needed answers. Trey went on his knees grabbing me and slowly entered. I wrapped my legs around his waist closing my eyes bending my head back and moaning. I made eye contact with Trey once more with tears rolling down my face. I kissed Trey then felt a shocking palm run through my body. We stared at one another satisfied.
The next morning I found myself to be satisfied and relaxed, to be sleeping next to the man I was afraid to love. I lied their watching him sleep. He was perfection, maybe it’s just me but he looks like an angel when he sleeps. I honestly couldn’t believe I was doing this again. Instead of trying to get over him, I was falling deeper. I had to get out of that hotel room before he woke up and we both exchanged words that we wouldn’t be able to take back. I wanted to kiss him badly, but I had to restrain. I quietly got out of the bed tip toeing, picking up my cloths and putting them on. I then made a quick exit. I leaned back on the door crying. I got myself together wiped my eyes and left the hotel.
The next thing I knew, I was knocking on Victoria’s door like a lost puppy. I needed to talk to someone immediately I was dying inside.
“Who is it?” a voice asked behind the door.
“Christina”, I replied
Victoria opened the door with a big smile. When she saw the sadness in my face her mood changed.
“Are you okay?” she asked; pulling me inside the house, closing the door behind me.
I nodded my head “no” without a reply.
“What happened? Is it work? Cause you already know…”
“No, it has nothing to do with that”
“Oh Okay…Then what is it?”
“What about Trey?” Victoria said with attitude.
“Yesterday he called in the office asking for me personally under another name”
“Awww Really?” laughing then continued, “What’s wrong with that?”
“Wait let me finish. He then asked for me to meet him at a hotel. You know how I feel about the whole hotel thing, but I just said whatever because I wanted to get Trey off my mind. So when I got to the hotel he told me to come into the bedroom and get comfortable. At that moment; I was going to leave, but I didn’t because I wanted to forget Trey. So I went into the room and took off my cloths and everything.”
Victoria asked, “Wait, this is before you knew it was Trey?”
“Freak” Victoria laughed.
I Laughed, “Let me continue, I posed on the bed waiting for him, to get out of the bathroom. When he stepped out I almost died. I was so embarrassed, I jumped off the bed grabbed my cloths and tried to leave but he jumped in front of the door. We argued for a few seconds then the rest is history”
“Really?” Victoria’s facial expression changed, “Wait I’m not surprised, both of you are still in love with each other”.
“I woke up this morning and just wanted to stay in his arms”
“Why did you leave?”
“I can’t be with him, he doesn’t accept my career and he doesn’t trust me”
“You could work toward fixing that part of your relationship or change your job instead of running away”.
My phone then began to ring. The screen read My Baby. I showed the phone to Victoria and she said, “Talk to him” There was a silence in the room as the phone rang again, “Answer it”.
I picked up the phone, “Hello”
“I wake up and you’re gone. Wassup with that?”
“I needed air”
“Christina what’s the problem?”
“There is no problem”
“Well, I’m leaving town in two days and I want to see you again before I leave”
Why is it that this man has to always make it hard for me to say no to him? I don’t want him to leave. I just want to be with him.
To Be Continued…