Inseparable

I laughed. “I’m serious.”

“That’s awesome,” she said excitedly. “Okay, we’ll talk tonight. Oh, and congrats on losing the big V.”

She smiled and held up her fingers in the shape of a V. I shook my head, embarrassed by the amount of attention she was giving my new sex life. I was twenty-three years old and had just lost my virginity. It was definitely different than most people my age. I took a deep breath and grabbed my purse and keys, rushing out of the house and out to the street where I quickly realized my car was in Imperial Beach where we left it. I shook my head and hailed a passing cab, jumping inside and making my way to Trillsworth Financial where I was an entry level data clerk. I would make sure to grab my car after work.

I got to work just in time and scooted through the rows of cubicles until I found mine. I looked over at the boss, who glanced up at the clock and then turned away. I was never late, but my boss was also a stickler, and I knew I would get written up if I was even five minutes late.

I got to work typing away on the computer, trying to get my mind off of Nathan and back to life. But as my fingers moved across the keys, my cheeks blushed from the visions of the night before replaying in my mind over and over again. His hot body glimmered in the lights from the street while he moved over me, pushing deep inside and sending me to a place of passion I didn’t even know existed.

I shook my head and wiped my forehead, absolutely embarrassed that I gave it up so quickly, and to Nathan of all people. The guy that used to help me with my English and walk around the house with a serious face. The only time I could remember him smiling was when his mom would take us to the beach in the convertible. He loved that time with her, and so did I.

Either way, it had happened, and I didn’t regret it, even for a second. He was so amazing in bed, and the feeling of his mouth against my heat was crazy. I shifted in my chair and crossed my legs, feeling wetness pooling just thinking about it. He moved gently but passionately against me, bringing me to not just one orgasm, but two. I needed to let go of the guilt and be happy that I was opening myself up to new experiences letting loose for once.

I had been working so hard for so long. I deserved to be a bit carefree from time to time. I had been holding on to my virginity for far too long, and if you asked me, I couldn’t even give you a good reason why. There was nothing religious behind it, and I wasn’t afraid of men. But I had been so busy with school and keeping my scholarships that dating was something I couldn’t afford to do. But now, I was out in the world, ready to face life in a new way, with my own place, my own job, and my own life. A life that was brand new, never been touched, and ready for me to make my own choices in. Ultimately, it was a new life and a new me, and I really liked that.

Work seemed to drag on for hours, and I decided to skip lunch since I had so much work to catch up on. Living in la la land and thinking about sex with Nathan had taken up a good portion of the morning, and my boss was constantly looking over my shoulder. I had this weird feeling he didn’t like brown people, or Mexicans, as the gringos call us. Not that I really even remembered much of my life in Mexico. After my parents died, the Landers took over and Mrs. Landers made sure I got my citizenship. I was really grateful to her, not that I showed that last night by getting drunk and screwing her son.

When five o’clock rolled around, I took the bus into Imperial Beach and grabbed my car, grumpy because I would have to drive back through rush hour traffic to get home. By the time I reached the door to the house, it was almost six and I was glad to be home. I walked through the door and tossed my bag on the counter, smiling at Maria. She shifted her eyes toward the living room and took a drink of her tea. I squinted my eyes and walked into the room, looking at the two bouquets

of flowers on the table. The first one was gigantic, filled with every color of every flower you could imagine. It was decorated with large ornate bows and a small card stuck out of the top. I pulled it out and looked down at a note from Nick apologizing for the night before.

I put the card down and walked over to the other bouquet, which was understated but tasteful. The white and pink roses were absolutely gorgeous, and they smelled amazing. I pulled the card from that bouquet, reading Nathan’s name with X's and O’s underneath. I smiled at Nathan’s card and held it to my chest, turning around and dropping my smile as I faced an irritated Maria.

“You want to explain what the hell is going on?”

“I wish I could,” I said, laughing. “I guess Nick is still trying, and Nathan is letting me know he’s thinking about me.”

“Come here,” she said, softening her face and pulling me over to the couch. “I think you should stay away from these boys. I know you have known them your whole life, but I am starting to think this battle for your attention has more to do with their own issues between each other than it does with them actually fighting over you. I know the attention feels good, but what happens when the boys make up? Where does that leave you?”

I shook my head and smiled as she kissed my cheek and walked back into the kitchen. I looked down at the card from Nathan and wondered if maybe Maria was right. I knew Nathan would never hurt me on purpose, but things happen and emotions take over. I sighed, still not convinced that this was a terrible idea. I would just have to wait and see.

Chapter Seven

Nathan

Sitting there and staring at my computer, I couldn’t think of anyone other than Ronni. I had mountains of work waiting for me, but none of it interested me. Only one thing was running through my mind, and it had nothing to do with business.

That night had been erotic, arousing, and absolutely amazing, but now that the smoke had cleared, my guilt was starting to take back over. I had visions of her riding me, moaning, her beautiful body clenching in ecstasy. It looped through my head like a movie I couldn’t turn off. This woman had been someone I was supposed to think about like a sister, but she was so sexy and so smart. Giving in to my feelings for her was the most natural thing in the world. I couldn’t keep my mind off this girl, and I had been sitting here for the second day in a row just running it through my head over and over again.

Looking back at our hot and heavy night, I had a feeling she hadn’t told me the whole story about her sexual history. It was the little things that made me think that, like how she fumbled with her clothes, how she moved rigidly at the beginning, and how tight her pussy had been. I had known her a very long time and had never thought of her as a party girl, or someone who would jump right into bed with someone. In fact, I was pretty sure, with her dedication to school, and the fact that she had never talked about another man in her life, that she was a virgin.

But if that were true, why would she have chosen me to give it up to? Initially, the thought of her being a virgin sent a tingling, masculine thrill through my entire body. The idea that I had taken her virginity, that I had been the first man ever inside of her was extremely arousing. Her taste seemed almost purer as I sat there, thinking about her untouched pussy. On the other hand, guilt was desperately trying to creep into my chest. She was drunk, upset from her dinner with Nick, upset with how my father had blown her off when she left the house, and I had been there to comfort her, to listen to her, and to support her dreams. If I didn’t know myself better, it would look like I took advantage of her.

I no longer was sitting here daydreaming about Ronni. Instead, I was now terrified that I had taken advantage of a vulnerable woman. My mother had sat me down after Ronni’s parents had died and told me how she wanted to make Ronni feel like part of the family. My mother trusted that I would be kind, and welcome her with open arms. She knew that Nick was a hot head and really full of himself, and she wanted to make sure that I was looking out for her.

When my mother died, Ronni had come to me, hugging me and crying to me. She had really loved my mother, and she had seen so much loss in her life. More than I could ever imagine feeling in that short amount of time. If my mother was still here, I couldn’t imagine that she would be okay with this in any way, shape, or form, especially since it was driving an even bigger wedge between Nick and me. I shook my head and ran my fingers through my hair. I had gotten myself into a bad situation. The entire time I was trying to protect her from Nick, I was unknowingly luring her into my own arms. I ended up treating her exactly how I hoped that Nick wouldn’t. It made me feel absolutely terrible. To top it all off, I cared about Ronni as a person, and I knew that this was going to drive a wedge between us, too. The best thing I could do at that point was go to her and apologize. I needed to live up to my promises, no matter how much I wanted to see her again.

The rest of the day flew by quicker than I had hoped, especially since I was dreading going to Ronni’s house and breaking the bad news to her. I was such an asshole, and to make matters worse, I had sent her flowers with the hope that she would want to see me again.

I procrastinated when it was time to leave the office, but eventually, I had no choice. I grabbed my things and headed down to the car. It was a chilly day so I left the top up, and the waves were crashing hard in the wind as I drove past the ocean. It seemed that mother nature was in the same mood that I was, except for her, it was acceptable. For me, not so much.

The sun in the distance was getting closer to the horizon, and the sky was lit up in bright oranges and pinks. As I rounded the corner and pulled up in front of her place, my stomach did flip flops. I approached the door, and I could see Ronni inside, folding her laundry. She looked really sexy in a pair of cutoff shorts and a white t-shirt. Her raven-colored hair was straight and shiny, and it hung down over her shoulders. I knocked on the door and waited for her to answer.

“Hey,” she said happily. “I wasn’t expecting you. Come on in.”

I walked in the door and stood there looking around. It was a really cute place, and the girls had decorated it to feel just like San Diego. I looked over in the kitchen where her roommate was standing. I smiled, but she glared over at me with a knowing look in her eyes. I turned back to Ronni and smiled nervously.

“Can we take a walk?” I asked her.