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Bisous; #05
I don’t even know why I expected anything different tonight, it still stayed the same. Lifeless. Flaccid. Soft.
This was just the impossible task.
I suddenly felt his hand on my head, “I think that’s alright now,” he said as he moved away, and turned his back towards me.
I sat up, “Really, Jonathan, is there something you want that I’m not doing?”
“No, don’t worry about it. I’m fine, I just need to sleep now.”
I crawled forward, tracing his thigh with my finger, “Would you want to try again later?” I asked in my most seductive tone.
“I don’t think so,” he replied, as he picked his boxers off the floor and slipped them on, “I just want to sleep.”
“I really think you should take your money back,” I said, sitting down onto the bed.
He turned and looked at me, “Chloe, it’s fine. It’s not you. Please just keep the money. Let me sleep now, alright?”
He faced his back towards me again and I got out of bed and threw on my robe which was hanging by the side of my bed.
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It was only about nine, so I decided to call Bette. I figured that at least hearing her voice would make me forget about whatever had happened in the bedroom.
“Hello,” she said.
“Hey, what you up to?”
“Nothing much, just hanging at home. What are you busy with?” I could hear the sound of her television in the background.
“I’m just at home too,” I replied, sitting on the edge of my bathtub and examining my pores in the mirror, “I guess I might have an early night since it’s Monday tomorrow.”
“Don’t remind me, it’s going to be a long week,” Bette said with a sigh.
“Shall we have dinner tomorrow?” I asked.
“Sounds good,” Bette replied, “That is a sure way to chase away the Monday blues.”
I grinned to myself, “Alright, I’ll text you tomorrow then. Gonna head to bed now.”
“Great, I’ll see you tomorrow. Night!”
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I crawled back into bed, quite aware that Jonathan wasn’t really sleeping. I took the book I was reading from my bedside-table and began to read. After a few moments, I found myself closing the book again and saying out loud, “So what is your story?”
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(32 votes, average: 3.63 out of 5)
It’s time for Ms. Peabody to come clean. I’m not sure how Bette will react but it’s better knowing then wondering.
I’m still thinking he’s creepy. I’m still thinking its awfully weird to have a stranger in your own apartement and in the bed you sleep in everything. YUCKY
I have only two words to say about this story. Loved it! Okay I have more than two. I’m happy to find that Jarrod isn’t a serial killer or something. And I do hope Helena find the courage to do what may have to be done. It’s never easy telling people you love that there is things about you that they may not agree with. But you can only hope their love for you will always be there.
really enjoyed the update…does to show that we have more in common than we most often think…now on to H and B…will B be understanding or judgmental…hmmm can’t wait for the update!!!
i’m glad he wasn’t a creeper…i felt bad for him, but I, like Helena, understand where he’s coming from…i do think Helena needs to tell Bette what’s up or just anything, it’s clear that she’s in love…pps