~*~*This story has SJW undertones. Beware of my political leanings! Without further ado, I hope you enjoy*~*~
So much has happened in a few short months that I missed Zoe moving in. In passing, Alanna tried to get me over or hang out but we have been swamped. America is taking a huge hit with story after story unraveling itself. Corrupt politician here, murder there, another unarmed black person killed everywhere. The media is getting attacked left and right, which admittedly happens a lot. We get daily death threats but there's usually no action. This time is different. A competitor of ours was found dead in his apartment. Some are starting to get so afraid that we had to hire more security.
Tonight was an event with the mayor for some fundraiser that we were going to cover. I put our second best reporter on the it and he was ready and willing to do a good job. Hopefully he kept his eyes and ears peeled because our best anchor is ditching us for an Atlanta job position at a more reputable station. I'm not bitter but I hope she fails. No I don't, I know she'll slam dunk that position because she really does deserve it.
The next day we were celebrating a job well done on asking hard hitting thought provoking questions that the Mayor answered with passing flying colors. Now all he has to do is stick to his word. I noticed our second best reporter, Brandon, was smiling down at his phone.
"What girl has you smiling at your phone like a doofus?" I asked startling him.
"Someone I met at the fundraiser last night. We're meeting for drinks later on tonight. Oh, I think Alanna was looking for you earlier." Brandon pocketed his phone before I could catch a name.
"Thanks and you really did a great job yesterday." I patted him on the shoulder.
Looking around for Lanna, I spotted her with a short dark skinned woman with short hair and pixie like features.
"Heard you were looking for a good time, well here I am." I spread my arms wide.
"Finn." she hit my arm, "It feels like I haven't seen you in weeks. What kind of a best friend are you?"
"Ow. Who is this lovely little lady?" I grabbed her hand and was reminded of Zoe.
"If you were around more, you'd know this is Stephanie, my girlfriend." Alanna said with attitude.
"You sure you want to slum it with this one? I'm much nicer than she is." I say pointing at Lanna. She hit me.
"See, I'm nicer." I smiled down at Stephanie.
"Nice to meet you Finn." she shook my hand with a shy smile.
"I was looking for you because I'm having an official welcome party for Zoe at my place this weekend.
"Sure, I haven't seen Zoe since the family reunion. It will be nice to see her again."
"Mmmhmm, I bet." Lanna smacked her lips.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked a little too defensive.
"Oh nothing. Just last I remembered, there was a Zoe shaped handprint on your neck when we left Virginia."
"Oooo" Stephanie instigated.
I shot her a glare, "Ok that was not even a handprint, it was a rash from using those cheap towels." very plausible, glad I thought of it.
"Whatever you say dude." Lanna brushed me off.
"Whatever, I'll be there." I said a quick goodbye to them both then zoomed off home.
How dare she insinuate that me and her baby sister had mind blowing, earth shattering, toe curling sex. She's right, but she doesn't know that. Unless Zoe told her. That loose lipped hussy. I have something for those lips of hers.
I keep thinking about all the positions that we could have done that night. Who needs sleep? Really. I could have powered through the exhaustion. Goodness it was like fucking the tightest, wettest warmest fist attached to a rocking body. The way her face contorted when she was on the verge of coming was screensaver worthy. Maybe I should get that captured? No, no I do not want someone seeing her on my phone. That face is reserved solely for me.
Finn, get your shit together. You're not even ready for a serious relationship. I'm at the top of my game right now and a relationship would just be a distraction. It might be time to revisit the friends with benefits idea I had.
Pulling out my computer, I tried to ignore the raging hard on that I conjured up with thoughts of Zoe. If I ignore it, it'll go away. Nope can't ignore it and I refuse to masturbate for the childish reason that I should not be masturbating when there is a beautiful woman twenty odd minutes away who rocked my world a few months ago.
I pulled out my phone and waited while it rang, finally an answer, "Yo."
"Jesse, I'm coming over." I ended the call.
I grabbed an overnight bag and headed out. Ten minutes later I'm ringing the doorbell. Jesse opened the door looking haggard.
"What's wrong." he gave me a deadpan look.
"Why does something have to be wrong for me to visit my friend?" I sidestepped him, going through the door.
"You have your overnight bag. You only bring your overnight bag when you're going through some shit so lay it on me before I kick you out and go to bed." he grabbed some beers from the fridge.
"Remember when I went with Alanna to her family reunion?"
"Yeah."
"Well me and her-"
"Fucked? You fucked Lanna!" he cut me off.
"What? No, man get it together."
"Ok sorry, finish your story."
"Well me and her sister kinda..." I gestured, trying to find the right words.
He grabbed a shirt full of beers, "We need more ammo for this."
He gathered the beers, I gathered some snacks, then we settled on the couch.
"I thought you were about to tell me you fucked Lanna." he laughed taking a sip.
"I honestly don't see how that will work out." I said around a mouthful of popcorn.
"It sucks that she likes women. Woo! What I wouldn't give to take that body for a spin."
"Are you done?" I gave him a flat face. The guys are always saying their shoulda coulda wouldas when it comes to Alanna, like she'd give them the time of day even if she was straight.
"Yeah. Back to your thing. So instead of fucking the one that you want, you fucked her twin?"
"What? No. They look nothing alike. And I sure as hell don't want to fuck someone I consider family." he gave me the 'I don't believe it' face. "Seriously they are complete opposites. But we did have a good time and now I can't stop thinking about it."
"Damn I've got to see the woman who has you whipped."
"I am not whipped but I can admit great sex when I see it. Or feel it. Anyways, do you think I should inquire if she wants to be casual?"
"Absolutely, positively...not."
"Why not?" I wanted to stomp my foot.
"Look man, you seem like you actually like her and if she shows interest back, you're gonna chicken out. And I say this with the utmost of love for you. We don't want another Veronica situation."
"What does Veronica have to do with this?" that came all the way out of left field.
"When you were "casual" with Veronica, you both developed feelings for each other but you ghosted her the moment she showed too many emotions. You guys had real potential. But then when she leaves your ass and the second she gets engaged, you throw a hissy fit and come stay at my house for three weeks straight. You can't keep throwing women away like they don't mean anything, you'll end up alone that way."
"I didn't ask for a therapy session." I sneered, opening another bottle.
"Well that's what you got. Look, if you talk to her about it and she says yes, then I say go for it. But you need to watch yourself because you already like her too much. So much so that you came over here so you won't handle yourself tonight, because you would if you were alone at your house. And I don't want to see you like that again, that whole Veronica thing did a number on you." Jesse looked at me with a stern frown.
"Ok, then, what do I do because there's a party for her tomorrow and I'm going."
"Introduce her to me, shit I'm the one ready to settle down." he clicked his glass with mine.
My knee-jerk reaction was to yell no, but that would startle him too much so I just said, "She's not your type."
"Hows that song go? I ain't got not type. Bad bitches, is the only thing that I like." he laughed, slapping his knee.
"Real funny."
He wiped away a fake tear, "I kill me. If you're feeling a certain vibe from her, run it by her. Because you're gonna do it regardless of what I say. Just be careful."
"You act like I'm skydiving without a parachute."
"Technically you are, metaphorically." he shrugged.
Settling into silence, I thought about everything he said. I don't think it's that deep, but I will try to heed his warning.
"All right Finn, I got an early morning and it's already after eleven. You know where the sheets and stuff are."
He walked away mumbling something about asshole better buy him lunch. I better not be the asshole in this equation. I made up the guest room then got under the covers. There was no possible way I was going to touch myself with him next door. I make way too much noise for it to ever be a secret. Drifting off to sleep, I prayed she wouldn't invade my dreams.
Zoe didn't invade my dreams but Veronica did. We were at some park talking when my jaw started to hurt. The next thing I knew, my teeth started falling out. First it was one, then it was the entire back row of my teeth. They started to crumble into tiny pieces in my hand. I woke feeling my mouth making sure my teeth were still in tact. They were all there thank goodness.
The clock read eight forty five. Jesse was already gone and I needed to get to work. I also needed to figure out what exactly I was going to say to Zoe once I see her again. For some reason, I was nervous. Those jitters you get when you go on your first date.
