He Chose Me Ch 02

Chapter 2: James

I watched Kayla leave, wanting to pull her back upstairs. Once she was gone, I turned to my mom, ready to explain everything that had happened today. Well, almost everything.

"So you finally asked her out," my mom said with a smile.

"Yes, I did," I said sighing. She knew everything. Well hopefully not everything. "We are going out tonight."

My mom pulled me in for a big hug. "I'm so happy for you. I know how long you've wanted this."

"Thanks, mom," I gasped, still squeezed against her.

"Sorry," she said releasing me. "So I guess that means I'm on my own for dinner. You know what that means..."

"Indian food," we said together.

My mom loved Indian food, but I did not. She was kind enough to only eat it when I was out of the house.

"Please make sure to keep the windows open when you eat. I want this place aired out by the time I get home."

"And what time will that be?" She asked, raising her eyebrow at me. I knew what that meant. Kayla was a nice girl, and she did not want me keeping her out too late.

"We will respect the curfew her parents have set, okay?"

"I was just asking. I was not implying anything."

"Sure you weren't," I said heading back up to my room.

My relationship with my mom was a good mix of friend and parent. It had been just the two of us for my whole life. I had talked with her often about my feelings for Kayla, and she had always encouraged me to tell Kayla how I felt. It took me years, but I finally listened to her.

It was agony waiting for the hours to pass. I couldn't wait to see her again. I loved every minute I spent with her. When the hours finally dwindled a bit, I showered and began getting dress. I was in my bedroom with my pants on, and nothing else, when I heard footsteps on the stairs. I knew my mom was in her room working, so it had to be Kayla coming 15 minutes early because she couldn't wait to see me either. I looked towards my open bedroom door, waiting for Kayla to come in. But it wasn't Kayla that appeared in the doorway; it was Kylie.

"Hi Jimmy," she said with a smile. Her eyes traveled down my body, before slowly making their way back to mine.

"What are you doing here Kylie?" I said in a slightly irritated tone. She knew Kayla was going to be here soon. She was planning something.

"I just came to talk about you and Kayla. Who thought I would ever say those words?" She said with a laugh. "I know what you are doing, and I just wanted to let you know that it worked."

"What am I doing?" I asked, not sure if I wanted to know the answer.

"You are using Kayla to make me jealous. It's a nice idea, but it wasn't fully thought out. I know that Kayla is no real threat."

"Excuse me," I asked, gripping my shirt tighter in my hand.

"She is no real threat when it comes to me thinking she could actually have a shot with you. You are wasting your time with her. It's not like you are going to get anything out of it in the first place. She is never going to put out," Kylie said.

"First of all, I am not going out with Kayla to make you jealous. I am going out with her because I want to. She is the one that I want, not you. Second of all, I am not interested in whether she puts out or not. I like her for who she is, not what she is willing to do sexually. And the fact that you would even say that is just wrong. She is your sister. You are supposed to make sure I treat her right, and care about her for the right reasons. I cannot believe you would say those things about her," I said, my voice getting louder as I got more and more upset with Kylie. I took a couple deep breaths, and then unclenched my fists a little. "I am not going to tell Kayla that you were here, because it would only hurt her. I think you should go, and the next time you see Kayla, you should say something nice to her, because you have just said enough hateful things for a lifetime." Kylie stared at me, shocked. When she didn't turn to leave I added, "Now get out of my room."

Kylie slowly turned and walked out the door. When I heard her footsteps on the stairs I went back to getting dressed. I looked at the wrinkled dress shirt in my hands, threw it back in the to be ironed pile and got a new one from my closet. As I was buttoning the shirt up, I heard more footsteps on the stairs. This time it was Kayla.

"Hey baby," I said with a huge smile on his face.

"Hey..."Kayla started. She had only walked a couple of steps into his room, before stopping and turning her head back towards the doorway. "I ran into Kylie downstairs."

I almost stopped breathing. I had hoped they would miss each other. I wondered if Kylie had taken my advice.

"Oh, yeah?" I said, not wanting to give anything away.

"Yeah. Kylie said you asked her over here to tell her that you had only asked me out to make her jealous. She said you weren't interested in me at all, and would have dumped me as soon as you slept with me." Kayla said, her emotions were unreadable on her face.

I was glad I had already put on my shirt, because if it had still been in my hands I would have wrinkled it or ripped it. My fists clenched tighter than I thought was possible. I wanted to get my hands on Kylie and...

"James?" Kayla said, pulling me out of my anger induced plot on her sister. She stepped towards me. "I-"

I cut her off. "Kayla, you can't believe a word she says. She's just-"

Kayla placed her hand on my chest. "It's okay. I know she is lying."

"You do?" I asked. Her hand on my chest instantly calmed me. I unclenched my fists and placed my hands on her hips.

"Of course. I know you...and I also know Kylie...and I also overheard your conversation." She said, pausing between each statement.

"I'm sorry you had to hear that," I said pulling her against my body. I have no clue what it must be like to hear a family member say those things about you; especially a twin sister. I know that Kayla and Kylie have never been close, but you still assume a certain amount of love and respect should be present between them. I know Kayla didn't always agree with how Kylie behaved, but she would never say the things that Kylie had just said about her. "Are you okay?" I asked, not certain what the appropriate thing to say was.

"I will be," Kayla said lifting her head off of my chest. She took my face in her hands and looked me right in the eyes. "Thank you for what you said."

"I meant every word," I said before placing a kiss to her lips.

She gave me a big smile, and then stepped back.

"Somebody is not ready for our date," she said teasingly.

"Well somebody showed up early," I teased back.

She went and sat on my bed. "Well chop chop. Time's a wastin'."

I quickly finished getting ready, and we headed out towards my car. I opened the door for her, and then went and got into the driver's seat.

"Get ready to have your socks knocked off. This is going to be the best date of your life," I said, feeling just the slightest bit confident.

"I'm holding you to that mister," she responded.

We went to a local Italian restaurant. I had called ahead and asked for a table that was semi-private so that we would be able to talk. One of the things I loved about Kayla was that she was so easy to talk to. We used to talk about everything, but it felt like it had been a lifetime since we had had a real conversation. There were always other people around; especially other girls. Kayla acted differently when Kylie and the other girls were around. She didn't stand or sit as close to me as she once had. She sort of hung back from the group. When it was just us and the guys, like today, she was comfortable being right in the middle of the group. It was like we were back in elementary school, just hanging out and having fun. I missed that.

As I sat across from Kayla, I couldn't help but think about how beautiful she was. Her wavy brown hair was pulled away from her face in a simple ponytail. It was her usual hair style, but tonight it looked different. She had an extra special glow about her. The dress she wore was definitely different than her usual t-shirt and jeans. It was dark green and just barely reached her knees. The dress made her caramel colored skin look irresistible. I wanted to reach across the table and stroke her bare arms. She had brought a little white sweater with her, for when it got cooler later, but she had draped it over the back of her chair when she had sat down. As I sat and looked at her, I couldn't stop thinking about how lucky I was. She had surpassed my wildest dreams. Kayla was everything I had ever wanted and more. She was smart, funny, beautiful, and sexy as hell.

"James?" Kayla said pulling me out of my head.

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay? You spaced out there for a moment,"

"I'm fine. I was just thinking."

"About what?" She asked putting her menu down.

"You," I said. "I was thinking about how lucky I am to be here with you."

Kayla smiled and picked her menu back up.

"You are so silly," she said turning her attention to the menu. "What are you thinking of getting? Because I am already planning on stealing some, so you better order something I like."

"You act like we've never eaten together. I know to order something you like. I learned that the hard way at that Chinese restaurant freshman year. You gave me the dirtiest look that whole night."

"You ordered shrimp. You know I am allergic to shrimp. You brought that on yourself." Kayla said.

"I know, and I learned my lesson. I will be getting the meat lasagna, with meat sauce." I said checking for her approval.

"Sounds yummy." She said with a smile.

I couldn't help but smile back at her. It was always fun sharing a meal with Kayla. She wasn't one of those girls that didn't eat on a date. She had told me once that any girl who wouldn't eat in front of you should not be trusted, because who knows what else she is hiding from you.

The waiter came and took our order. Kayla ordered the Chicken Parmesan.

"What time is your curfew? I promised my mom that I would be a good boy and have you home on time." I asked once the waiter had left.

"Well actually my mom told me my curfew was lifted for tonight. She said to have fun and just make sure I didn't wake them when I came home." Kayla said.

"Are you serious? Why would she lift your curfew?" I asked, shocked. Kayla's parents weren't that strict, but they had always been stricter than my mom.

"My mom and I talked. She knew how I felt-feel about you and she told me that she wanted me to have an incredible night. She wanted me to focus on the experience of tonight and not to worry about being home at a certain time. She said she knew how much you cared about me and she trusts you to get me home safely."

I didn't know what to say. Kayla and I had both had feelings for each other for a while, but didn't think the other one felt the same way. But apparently everybody else knew how we felt about each other. It felt nice to hear that her mom trusted her with me, but I wonder if she had known all that had happened today would she feel the same way.

"My mom and I had a good long talk this afternoon. I will probably have to have another conversation with her tomorrow about Kylie." Kayla paused and I could tell her mind was drifting back to what she had overheard Kylie say earlier. She was definitely looking at Kylie in a different light, as was I. I knew that Kylie was mean, but I never thought her capable of such ugly words.

"Kayla," I said pulling her out of her thoughts. "Are you okay?"

"Yea, sorry." She said shaking her head, presumably shaking the thoughts away. "I just drifted off there. What were we talking about?"

"Your talk with your mom," I said.

"Yes, right. We had a good long talk," She said.

"You said that."

"Right. Let's just talk about something else."

She was definitely distracted and it was affecting our date. I needed to do something to get her mind off of her sister and back onto us.

"Do you want me to tell you what I have planned for this evening? Or would you like to be surprised?" I said with what I hoped was a sly smile.

"You know I don't like surprises."

"Okay then. First we have a wonderful dinner. Then we are going to go get dessert, then maybe take a walk. Then I will take you back home and deposit you on your door step with a rather long goodnight kiss."

"That sounds...just about perfect." Kayla said.

"Just about? How do I get that "just about" to be just perfect?"

"Well," she said with a devious grin on her face. "I was thinking we could fit in some time to do a bit more than just a long goodnight kiss."

I instantly hardened. I noisily swallowed the saliva that had pooled in my mouth. She licked her lips seductively when she heard it.

"I think that can be arranged," I managed to say.

At that moment our food arrived.

"This smells great," Kayla said.

It took me a moment to pull my thoughts away from all the erotic possibilities for the evening, and turn my focus towards the plate full of the best smelling lasagna I've ever had.

We shifted to talking about future plans as we ate. Kayla was looking forward to Notre Dame and all the classes she would take. She was planning on majoring in mathematics, but she was planning on taking some engineering classes as well. She was ridiculously smart. While my grades were good enough to get me into Notre Dame, my athletic ability has helped me a great deal; I was a solid B+ student. I hadn't figured out what I would major in yet, but I had always enjoyed my history classes.

"It will be weird having all that freedom," Kayla said.

"Yea," I replied. "I know that my mom gives me a lot of liberties, but I still check in with her constantly. It will be weird to have no one checking to make sure you are coming home. There will be no one there to worry if you don't. It's both exciting and terrifying."

"Well I'll be there to worry if you don't. It will be nice to not be completely alone when we get there," Kayla said looking into my eyes. She had put her fork down and had turned her attention towards me. "And I hope you'll worry if I don't come home."

"Always," I assured her.

We shifted away from such a heavy topic as we ate. We talked about plans for the rest of the summer, and all the things we wanted to do before we went to college. We weren't going to school too far away from home, but we still wouldn't be home.

As the waiter took away our empty plates, he asked if we wanted dessert. Since I had already planned dessert, I just asked for the check. I paid the bill and then we left.

"Are we getting to the 'knock my socks off' part?" She asked as we pulled out of the restaurant parking lot.

"Are you saying your socks are still on after that incredible meal?" I said feigning shock. "Well I am just going to have to up my game."

I took a hold of her hand as I drove us back towards my house. She gave me a look as I parked in the driveway. She got out of the car, but kept the skeptical look on her face. I took her hand and led her into the backyard.

"Okay, what's going on?" Kayla finally asked. "Are you taking me out here to murder me or something?"

A laugh flew out of my mouth. It was louder than I had expected.

"Really, you think I'm going to murder you?" I asked.

"I don't know. I thought you were going to take me somewhere romantic or fun, but we end up in your backyard, so I don't know what to think."

"And you think my backyard is not romantic or fun? O ye of little faith."

I pull her towards out old tree house that never actually made it into the tree. My mom had bought it for us, and both of our parents were going to get together to get it up the tree, but that never happened, so it ended up being a sort of playhouse. It bothered me for a bit, because girls had playhouses, but I had so much fun with Kayla in it I stopped complaining. I had used my time wisely this afternoon and did some pre-date prep. When I opened the door to the playhouse there was a blanket on the floor with a cooler next to it. I had also bought a battery-powered candle so that we could have romantic lighting without setting the place on fire.

"Voilá," I said stepping aside for her to enter.

"Ok, I retract my statement," she said as she sat down.

I turned on the candle and sat down across from her. I pulled two pieces of chocolate cake out of the cooler and a bottle of water.

"Dessert, if you want it."

Kayla smiled at me. It was one of her special smiles that she reserved only for when she was truly happy. It reached all the way up to her eyes, which shone as bright as the stars in the sky.

"You are beautiful," I heard myself saying. I know I had been thinking it, but I hadn't intended on saying it out loud.

"Come here," Kayla said almost as a command.

I shifted myself closer to her. She placed her hand on my cheek and then kissed me. It started out as a gentle kiss, but quickly turned passionate. She moved her body closer, and I took the opportunity to pull her into my lap. I pushed her dress further up her thighs so that she could straddle me. As her legs closed around my hips her fingers threaded through my hair. We moaned in unison as she brushed up against my hardening erection. My hands gripped her hips, trying to gain some control.

"Oh shit," Kayla moaned against my mouth. "James..."

"Yea baby?" I asked.

"I want you inside me," she whispered.

My mouth went dry. It was amazing the affect those words had on me. My body instantly heated up and hardened. I shifted Kayla off my lap to give me access to her panties. I pulled them down her legs before moving her back onto my lap. She reached between us and undid the button and zipper on my pants and pulled my erection out. She rubbed her wetness against me.

"Oh...god..." I groaned. I quickly grabbed a condom from my pocket and rolled it down my straining erection. I lifted Kayla's hips up and inched her down onto me.

"Fuck," She half moaned half yelled.

I gripped onto her hips and we ground against each other. Having Kayla's body wrapped around mine was amazing. Her body fit perfectly against mine. Her head dropped against my shoulder and that put her moans right in my ear. Being able to hear every tiny sound was so erotic. Our bodies found a perfect rhythm and I could hear her getting closer and closer to her climax. Her inner muscles began clenching around me.

"Oh shit," I groaned as I grew closer to my own climax. I was doing my best to hold off until Kayla came first, but it was getting more and more difficult. Just when I thought I wasn't going to last any longer, Kayla's inner muscles clamped down and a strangled scream escaped her lips. I was seconds behind her.

When her orgasm finally subsided, Kayla dropped her weight on me. I was having difficulty holding myself up, so I laid us down with her on top of me. We caught our breath and dozed off a little.

We spent the rest of the night talking about anything and everything. We nibbled at the chocolate cake as we talked. It was around 2am when we finally left the playhouse and I walked Kayla to her back door.

"So..." I prompted.

"Socks are definitely knocked off," she said holding her shoes up and giving me one of her huge smiles.

"Yea they are!" I gloated. Kayla laughed and placed her hand on my chest.

"Tonight was great. Thank you."

"Thank you for agreeing to go out with me."

"I should head in," Kayla said gesturing towards the door. "I'll see you tomorrow. I'll come over around 11am and we can head to the beach together."

"Sounds good." I gave her a quick kiss. "I'll see you tomorrow, or later today."

She gave me a smile and a little wave before heading inside.