“I want you to trust me, and when morning came, you’d still be in my bed. I wouldn’t give you a chance to regret being with me.”
She gasped, turning toward him. “You heard?”
“Yeah, I wanted to let you know I was there. Noah thought it would be rude, and Elsa might be pissed.”
“So embarrassing.”
He reached over, squeezing her knee. “Not embarrassing. You never have to feel that way in front of me. I mean that.”
****
“I give it another week,” Noah said, putting away the leftovers into the fridge. He looked forward to lunch tomorrow. Elsa always made sure he was well fed.
“That soon?”
“Did you see the way they were looking at each other? I’m surprised they didn’t fuck on our table in front of us.”
Elsa laughed. “There was some fuck me action going on with their eyes, wasn’t there?”
“The eyes are the keys to the soul. Those two are meant for each other.” He moved up behind his wife, kissing her neck. “Think about it. Ten years they’ve been apart. They were there for our wedding, but neither of them spoke to each other, apart from dancing with each other. Kurt’s always had a thing for her. Do you think she’s stayed a virgin for a reason?”
“No. She said she wasn’t comfortable with anyone else.”
Noah sighed. “They’re in love with each other. Kurt knows it, but I don’t think Kim does.”
“He hurt her.”
“A long time ago. If you ask me, he’s more than made up for it.”
“Kim’s a complex soul. She’ll see it, and I hope Kurt is ready for her.”
“What do you mean? Will she go stalker on his ass?”
“No, nothing like that. Kim’s an artist. Her soul is fragile at times. I’ve seen it with her mother. Her father, he dotes on her mother. It’s a connection that is bound so tightly together. I think whoever loves Kim, they have to give it their all.”
“You love her,” he said.
“She’s my best friend. Of course I do. That’s the point though. No one else in high school would take the time with her quirkiness. I did. Kim’s like a light. You just have to turn her on.”
Noah placed his hand to her stomach. “Can I turn you on?”
She laughed. “You turn me on just by entering the room. I didn’t mean sex, you big doofus.”
“I know what you meant. If anyone is going to turn her light on, it’ll be Kurt. He needs someone like that in his world. Kurt fights for everything. It’s what makes him hungry. The love he has for Kim, it’ll be there for life. You won’t have to worry about her.”
“I know.” She leaned her head against his chest. “Enough of our friends. We both checked, and they’re both still alive, and well. Take me to bed.”
****
The following afternoon, Kurt returned home. He’d gone before breakfast leaving Kim a note to let her know an emergency had come up at work. If his manager hadn’t been able to deal with it, Kurt had no choice but to go.
Entering the art studio, he saw that Kim wasn’t there. She’d decorated the whole of the walls. The image of his bullying was still there, but there was also another picture of him on the opposite wall, this time the man he was now.
In the center were the words, “which one is the truth”. Kurt wondered if she even knew what she was doing when she painted. She seemed to get lost, completely absorbed into the world of art that she was creating. He loved watching her, found a great deal of peace from doing it as well.
The door to the studio was open, so he followed it out, going down the path to her other art studio. He found the door slightly ajar, and when he eased open the door, he saw she was listening to music. Her back was to him, and she only wore a shirt.
She stood on her toes, letting him see her muddy feet.
The walls were covered in paint as was the floor, and Kim herself. Kurt couldn’t look away as he admired her body. The shirt went to mid-thigh, and each time she moved, the shirt showed off her glorious curves to perfection.
Now, some men liked their women on the slender side. Some even liked their women with bones showing. There was a time he thought he enjoyed skinny women. Since Kim had gotten under his skin, he found fuller women attractive. He didn’t like grabbing onto a woman’s hips and it actually hurting him as he touched bone, or to be riding a woman, and be worried by the thought of hurting them.
Reaching down, he moved his dick to make him a little more comfortable. He was lucky as he stopped doing it just before Kim turned around, stared at him, and screamed.