Alright this is my first story I've ever written so please let me know what you think; all constructive criticism is very welcome. Oh and I am the sloppiest typer ever so sorry in advanced for any weird typos, I tried to get them all. Also sorry but this first chapter isn't much about sex as it is building the story, I promise the next chapter will have plenty though ;)
-kk
"Chloe, dear god is that you?"
My first thought was what the hell is that supposed to mean? Sure I wasn't all dolled up but I didn't look
that
bad. I let all the nasty things I'd been thinking of saying to that slip away when I realized who the question had come from, I knew him for somewhere, I know I did.
"I'm sorry but who are you-... James?!... James!"
No freaking way! I hadn't seen him in years.
"Wow" was all James said as his eyes grazed me up and down.
"What?" I asked feeling more than a little self conscious at his suddenly intense gaze.
"Nothing... you've just... uh..." he seemed to search for the words, "you've changed a lot since I last saw you."
"Yea, people tend to do that over the period of 9 years" I teased. I noticed his stare kept going to my cleavage so I leaned forward a bit and gave him a better look. Damn! He was hot. I guess I wasn't so bad myself about 5'11'' not quite on the heavy side, just curvaceous and a C cup, brown hair with blonde streaks and I've been told by many that I have the coolest tie-dyed looking eyes anyone's ever seen.
He seemed to be thinking very hard about something but then looked a bit embarrassed when he asked "So... then you're what, eighteen now?"
Ha! He was interested, I knew it! "Not quite..." I saw a small flicker of disappointment flash across his face. Until I added " I turned nineteen a few months ago" he was beaming as I said this last part. Suddenly his face was one of annoyance as we both heard "James, baby oh, there you are!"
I turned to see a woman about three times my weight, no small feat being I was 180lbs, stalk towards us, she came up to me and immediately introduced herself, seemingly oblivious to the fact that there was a thick tension between James and I. she also seemed to be unworried bout the fact that I was talking to her boyfriend. Probably because she could see the age difference of ten years and didn't think there would be anything like that between us. God was she wrong.
James had been in my life for as long as I could remember. My cousin Travis lived with us and was like a brother to me, and James was his best friend. When I was little it started as pure curiosity, James was always nice to me even when the rest of the older kids weren't, he stood up for me, like the big brother mine wouldn't be. As I got older, James was my ultimate crush, every diary I owned from about first grade on was about James. Then suddenly in when I was ten, James moved, said he had to go where he could get work and promised to keep in touch. I cried for days after he left, he was my best friend. And he never did get in contact with me, I was more than a little disappointed but as time passed I learned not to get so sad when I didn't get any letters or calls from him. He was twenty when he left and it made sense he wouldn't remember the stupid promise he made to his friends annoying little ten year old cousin. At least that's what I told myself so I could make myself dislike him instead of miss him, it didn't work though. I hit puberty and every guy I got anywhere with just made me wonder 'how would this feel with James?' I even deluded myself into thinking id scene him once or twice, and dreamt of him multiple times. But I realized looking him that I must have misread everything that had just happened because he had a girl. Her name turned out to be Krisie and she said James and she had been together for almost three months now; they met at the airport when James was coming home and had lived together since. All of this and more I learned over lunch because she absolutely insisted that I join them and I found that I genuinely liked her, she wasn't pretty, or even very bright but she was happy and laughed along even when she obviously didn't get the joke, she was pleasant to be around. James however seemed to have as little too do with her as possible, and every time I looked into his eyes it was like he was pleading me to understand something. Finally I figured out what it was. She was telling me how different their relationship was while he went to get drinks and it dawned on me that she was his meal ticket. He had nothing when he came back to Santa Rosa and so she was his provider, and while that I could grasp and even be ok with as she seemed ok with it all, maybe even like she understood it, I didn't get was why he was still with her, she had mentioned that he had gotten a good job last month surely he could afford to leave. She had to get to work so she left and suggested James and I catch up some more, we exchanged numbers and she left. We walked aimlessly around downtown silent for a bit but then I asked him if I was right about her being his meal ticket, he said I was.
