Throughout the drive home, I couldn't keep my eyes off of Riley. I can't believe what has happened. I'm finally going to fulfill my fantasy. I've always fantasized about seducing her and just holding her in my arms. I know that it's a clichΓ©, I ended up falling for my best friend, but I couldn't help it. She's beautiful, funny, smart, and the kindest person I know.
She catches me looking at her and nervously smiles. I hold her hand, which is resting on her thigh, and she seems to get even more nervous.
"Are you okay?" I ask.
"Yeah. I'm fine." She says and looks out the window.
I remove my hand and decide to give her space for the remaining few minutes of the ride. What if she doesn't want it anymore? Is she going to chicken out? I just sigh and concentrate on the road.
When we reach the house, she follows me inside. After closing the door, she turns to me with a small, cute smile. I lean in close, but she covers my lips with her thumb, cupping my face.
"Can-Can we take it...slow?" she asks, closing her eyes, breathing heavily.
"Sure. I'll let you set the pace. Because I'm not thinking straight." I say.
"Don't you go Ellie Goulding on me." She chuckles.
I smile as she opens her eyes and pulls me back till she hits the door. She then tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear and leans in closer. Our lips are less than a centimeter away from each other and it takes every ounce of control I have to not kiss her. She then leans in and connects our lips softly. Before I could kiss her back, she pulls away.
"I-I'm sorry." She says and slips from between my arms, running to the sofa.
What just happened?
I go over to find her hugging her knees tightly, light sobs reaching my ears.
"Riley, what's wrong?" I ask, sitting down next to her.
"I-I'm sorry. I don't know if I really want this." She says.
"You seemed to really want it in the bathroom."
"Well... there's something I didn't tell you."
"What?"
"I finished my exam about an hour early..."
"And?"
"Well, Todd did too."
"That guy you like?"
"Yeah. And, we sat together, and talked, and then he kissed me."
"Oh."
"Yeah. Then, things led to other things and we ended up making out in the bathroom. So, when I met you, I guess I was still aroused...and still had a bit of adrenaline...so-"
"So, you don't know if you actually wanted me to kiss you or if you were still hot from your make out session with Bob."
"Todd, and yeah."
"Whatever, I don't like him anyway."
"Look, I'm sorry, Maria. I don't know how I can make it up to you, but it's not like you were in love with me or something."
I just stand up and run my hand through my hair.
"What if I am?"
"What?"
"What if I am in love with you? What if I have been in love with you for the last 6 years? Would that make you leave Todd?"
"Maria, Todd and I aren't together, we just made out. And...what are you saying?"
"I'm saying I AM, Riley. I meant what I said in the bathroom. I do love you."
"Yeah, and I do you."
"No. Not like that. I'm in love with you, Riley. Every single day, I'd try my best to keep my hands to myself. Then, every night, I'd think of a plan to seduce you and masturbate to the idea of us kissing, making out, and eventually having sex. But, in the morning, I'd coward away the idea. I didn't want to freak you out."
"Maria...I'm flattered, but... I'm not into girls."
I sigh and feel my anger build up. Taking a deep breath, I sit on the coffee table.
"Am I better?"
"What?"
"Am I better than Todd? You kissed both of us tonight, who is better?"