*Chapter Two*
I was turning the doorknob quietly, not wanting to wake Peyton, when he woke up. He sat up and asked me what I was doing, and then where I was going as he fully opened his eyes to look at me.
So much for not having any awkward moments,
I thought.
I went back over to the bed and kissed him a little, on his lips. I thanked him for last night with a big smile on my face that I couldn't suppress.
He still looked sleepy as he just sort of watched me.
I told him that we'd talk later. He shocked me by reaching out to grab me around my waist. He pulled me down on top of him, and then he rolled us over so that he was on top of me.
After we fooled around a little, he asked me if I was hungry. I told him yes, but that he didn't have to get up so early. I could go home and eat, which is what I had planned to do.
He sat up on the side of the bed and turned the bedroom light on. When he got off the bed, the blankets were thrown back. There was evidence on his sheets from what'd we'd done the night before. It was like a bat signal, in my mind.
Peyton noticed my embarrassment. He took the sheets off the bed and kissed me on the side of my cheek.
"Thank you," he told me, playfully biting my chin. I was relieved that he didn't make a big thing out of it.
He pulled me along into the bathroom where we took a shower together. He'd tried to make love to me in the shower but I was too sore. I'd been taking awkward steps since I'd left his bed. I don't know why, but it seemed to turn him on even more.
He'd gone to his knees and he'd made me come with him mouth. Pleasure like I had never known washed through me.
Peyton made breakfast for me in his state-of-the-art kitchen. I was seated at the table when Caleb walked in looking like he had just gotten out of the shower. With him was a pretty female. She wore one of his expensive dress shirts, and nothing else. She had bed hair and her feet were bare. Caleb wore a t-shirt and khaki shorts, socks.
The three of us spoke politely.
Matthew and Sean both walked into the kitchen behind Caleb and his date.
"So you're alive?" Matthew asked me.
I looked at him, puzzled as to what he meant.
"I thought he was killing you last night," he grinned and gestured toward Peyton. Sean began to snicker behind him.
"Oh god Peyton! I'm cum--cumming," Matthew mocked me accurately, and then chuckled.
His gaze scrutinized me like he expected me to blush and be embarrassed. Then, to further push my buttons I guess, he asked me if I had never come before.
Before the night before and maybe if he were someone else; I most definitely would have blushed at his words. Matthew's eyes held this—something challenge or dare that made me feel like I had the night before in the club, completely uninhibited. I decided to answer him even as Peyton told him to shut up.
"Not like that. No." I told him.
I wanted to laugh when he seemed to be at a loss for words.
Caleb sat across from me at the table, his girlfriend sat next to me. He looked into my eyes while he squeezed the icing onto the toaster strudels that he'd had in front of him. He'd also given his girlfriend two as well.
When my eyes met Caleb's I felt like he could see through me. He looked away from me as he picked up his toaster strudel. Matthew sat next to him while Sean went into the refrigerator.
Matthew's mouth literally dropped open when Peyton sat perfectly made scrambled eggs, turkey bacon, and toast in front of me.
"Wow!" he declared and snickered, you pussy-whipped him in one night?"
"That's what I said," Sean all but mumbled, as he stole a piece of my bacon.
"I think he's in love," Sean smirked.
"Shut up" Peyton snapped at him.
"Wait that's it?" Matthew asked looking back and forth between them. "That's your huge comeback?"He acted as if it were the funniest thing he'd ever heard.
"Leave him alone," I said to them.
I went over to Peyton. He was pouring me a glass of orange juice. I kissed his lips. I thought it was cute that his face was beet red. I'd never thought he had a shy bone in his body.
"Don't worry about them," I smiled at him. "They're just envious—of me," I teased.
Peyton laughed then pulled me into him for a kiss. In the next instant he had me pressed up against the open refrigerator. It felt strange with his friends being there to witness it all, but it was like his touch, his kiss especially, ignited flames in me that I couldn't ignore and didn't want to.
Caleb walked over and took the glass of orange juice from Peyton's hand. Then and only then, did I feel brought back down to earth.
Peyton removed his hand from inside of my panties.
***
Peyton asked me to go home to California for the Christmas break, not in a serious manner. Caleb was going as well. I went to California with him and had the most fun that I had, maybe ever.
In the months that followed Peyton and I became inseparable. Peyton was everything I never knew that I needed. He had crazy, sexy, and cool down to an art form. Being with Peyton made me feel wild and free, and sometimes like a little kid. We had a blast together.
We got smashed together often, and he got me high for the first time in my life. He was my partner in crime.
We decided to be friends, good friends; with really good benefits. And even though I wasn't ready for anything more serious, I did feel slight jealousy when I saw him with other females, but I didn't let it get to me.
***
I had no plans to go home at Spring Break.
I'd been officially inducted into the band and I loved every minute of the practices and performing. I spent a lot of my time with Caleb in the studio. He was a brilliant writer and I had always been a writer myself. I had journals full of words that I allowed him to read. He thought my stuff was good, and he helped me format a lot of my words and poetry into songs.
He was very well connected in the music industry, but even so when he told me that he was going to get sell my songs, I still couldn't believe him. Until it actually happened.
A few days before Spring break; I got a huge payday for two of my songs. The first time I heard a vastly popular R&B artist on the radio singing my words, I cried, and then I went a little insane that weekend.
***
Since I now had enough money; I could afford to stay in New Jersey at the end of the school year. I still couldn't fathom going home. Caleb offered me the third bedroom at he and Peyton's place to stay. He also got me a paid position interning at his father's company in the city.
It was the middle of August.
Peyton, Caleb, Matthew, Sean, their girlfriends and I were sitting around the living room of their apartment, now our apartment.
A day in August that I will never forget. There was a baseball game on TV. Everyone was smashed as we sat around to watch. I was lying with my back against Peyton while Caleb lay with his head on my lap, on their long sectional couch.
Out of nowhere Caleb said to Peyton, that if the Braves took the inning he got to taste Peyton's girlfriend's pussy. Peyton and I were both okay with not labeling our relationship, but most of the guys still saw me as his girlfriend.
As I was sort of sandwiched between two of them; it made Caleb's announcement that much more awkward.
When Caleb said what he did, I accidentally dropped my lit blunt on him. He scrambled out of the way even as we cracked up laughing. It had burned a little hole through his t-shirt.
I expected Peyton to say something comical in response like, I don't know, 'bite me' whatever, but all he said was a resounding "no".
Caleb then glared at Peyton with his teeth clenched. I looked back and forth between the two of them and realized that either they were entirely serious or they were playing one hell of a joke on me.
