Biker's Virgin

“Aww,” she said, with a little twinkle in her eye.

“Stop it,” I laughed.

“When are you seeing him?”

“Tonight, hopefully,” I said. “I thought I might sneak out of here a little early and wait for him at his apartment.”

“Naked?”

“Marta!” I exclaimed.

“What?” she said. “It’s a good way to greet a man who’s just professed his love for you.”

“I don’t know if I have the guts.”

“Find the guts,” she encouraged. “He’s fallen in love with you, remember? That means something.”

I smiled, amazed at how wonderfully this day had turned out. After I had hung up with Phil, I had been so wired that I’d actually set up a meeting with one of the administrators that handled the education course division of the company. She had agreed to meet with me at five o’clock to answer my questions.

With everything going on in my head, I wasn’t very productive at work, and at five to five, I packed my bag up and prepared to get to the third floor where Miriam Tanner’s office was located.

“I’m proud of you, taking the first steps towards self-improvement,” Marta said. “Wonder where you got all this confidence from suddenly?”

I smiled. “I can’t possibly say.”

“I can,” she said. “And he has a name.”

“See you tomorrow, Marta,” I laughed.

“Good luck, honey,” she replied, waving me off.

I headed into the meeting with Miriam, who turned out to be a portly woman in her mid-forties. She had bright red hair and piercing blue eyes that looked ten years younger than the rest of her face. She was pleasant and patient, and in twenty minutes, all my questions were answered, and I was starting to look forward to the possibility of signing up for a few business courses soon.

“If you’re interested in business management, you’ll have to wait another five months to sign up for the next course. The current was started up weeks ago and it might be too much for you to catch up on,” Miriam told me. “There are two other courses coming up though; economics and industry starts in seven weeks and ergonomics starts in three.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” I nodded. “Thank you so much, Miriam.”

“Of course.” She nodded.

I stepped out of her office and took the elevator down to the ground floor with my head full of course fees and timetables. I wondered what I could manage and what courses fit into my price range.

There were about three different courses I was interested in taking and I knew I’d have to take them one at a time so that I could continue to work full time, as well. Phil popped into my head, and I knew I wanted to make time for him, too.

I checked my phone as I left the building and I realized I had a message from my brother. I opened it up and started to read it, wondering why he was texting at all, he never texted me.

“You’re laughing at me… I know you are. You and him both, and I won’t stand for it anymore. I am your brother, and I am a big man. You remember that, okay? I know you think I can’t do anything right, but that’s not true. You don’t know me. No one’s ever understood me and I’m going to show everyone. I’m someone, got it? I’m someone.”

I frowned, wondering what on earth he was on about. The text was almost threatening and if it were anyone else, I might have been alarmed and maybe even a little scared. But I knew Brent. He was childish and immature, and he was also prone to temper tantrums.

I suspected that he and Phil had had another dis

agreement over their catch up this morning and I sighed at the thought. It was strange how fast their friendship had deteriorated in the last couple of months, and I wondered if I had anything to do with that.

I tried calling Brent to see what was up with him, but there was no answer. I tried again, but still no answer. I decided to just try again later, but I had to admit I was too excited about seeing Phil to dwell on Brent and his little outbursts. I wondered if I should pack a bag and just stay at Phil’s place for a few days. It sounded like Brent might need the space.

I stopped by the apartment, put together an overnight bag with one change of clothes, and headed to Phil’s place. I knew he wouldn’t be home for another hour at least, but I knew where the spare key was. I let myself into his apartment, tidied up a bit because I just couldn’t help myself, and then lay down on his bed to wait for him. Five minutes ticked by before Marta’s suggestion started replaying in my head.

I sat up again and glanced at myself in the small mirror opposite Phil’s bed. Did I dare? I realized I was actually considering it and that sent a pitter-patter running through my heart. I got up slowly and removed my shirt. I felt a little thrill at the prospect of welcoming Phil home naked. I had never thought of myself as a seductress, but suddenly I wanted to step into that role—even if it was only for today.