Blended Hearts #2 (An Interracial Stepbrother Romance Book) (5 page)

“And?”

“Well…this girl – thin as
a rail like – she said something to Elise and then Sylvia passed something
across the table to her, and then the woman slipped an envelope or some kind of
sachet to Elise…”

“How can you be sure whatever
they bought was drugs?”

“I’m not sure, Madison,
but why would they meet this woman at the gym on Friday night and give her
money in exchange for something that really looked like one of those packets of
coke …like the ones you see on TV. I really don’t know what to think.”

“And why didn’t you want
to go home?”

“I don’t know. I thought
maybe my mom would find it strange that girls from school were found buying
drugs at the gym on the same day I was there. She’d think I was doing it too,
I’m sure.”

“Now you’re the one with
an over-active imagination, Gaby,” I said. “No one could ever suspect you of
doing drugs. I mean, look at you. You’re the picture of health right now.” I
shook my head and smiled while I passed my arm around her shoulders. “Did you
talk to Gill yet?”

She turned her face to
me. “No, and I won’t either. If he knew what I saw, he’d be capable of getting
in trouble for putting himself in the middle of it all. You don’t know him when
he’s mad. He’s like that
Hulk
.
Unstoppable like.”

I had to smile. I could
see steam emanating from Gill’s nostrils if he were to learn that someone near
Gaby was doing drugs. The guy would be totally unstoppable.

“What do you want to do
then?” I asked my friend.

“I’ll go home and pretend
as if nothing happened.” She grabbed her toque from beside her and put it on.
“Now that I’ve talked to someone, I feel much better. Thanks for listening.”

“You’re welcome Gaby. But
tell me, did Elise or the other two see you?”

“I don’t know. I mean
they saw me go into the café for sure, but I sat sideways from them at a table
far enough so I wouldn’t hear them – I didn’t want to have anything to do with
them.”

“Okay, you’ll be fine then.”

“What do you mean by
that?” Gaby looked terrified all of a sudden.

“Don’t you start
worrying, okay? It’s not like you were staring at them or even listening to
them. You truly could say that you don’t know what they’re talking about if
they bug you about it on Monday.”

“You think they will?”

“I don’t know, Gaby. But
I would talk to Gill anyway if I were you. If these girls are really involved
with drugs, you truly don’t want to know them.”

Gaby got up and put her
jacket on. “You know, before I came in, I was sure you were going to say that.
I don’t know if I want to tell Gill anything though. I’m not sure how he’ll
react, and the last thing I want is for him to get in trouble.” She lowered her
gaze as she slipped on her gloves.

I was on my feet too by
then. I wrapped my arms around my friend in a big hug. When I released her I
said, “Don’t you worry,
Gaby.
Gill is a big boy. He’ll
know what to do and what not to do. Don’t sell him short. He’s not going to go
crazy on you. Just tell him what you saw and ask him to keep an eye on you just
in case Elise and her gang annoy you about it.”

We walked to the front
door together, said “goodnight” and I watched Gaby walk hurriedly down the
street toward her home.

When I closed the door, I
was of two minds.
Should I say anything
to Daniel, or should I keep Gaby’s secret safe with me?

CHAPTER
7

I climbed the stairs
silently. I figured Daniel was probably fast asleep by now. I was wrong. As I
opened the door to my room, I saw him sitting on my bed. Again, I had to roll
my eyes to the ceiling. He wasn’t going to give up, was he?

I took my robe off, threw
it on the chair and went to sit beside him.

“What did Gaby have to
say?” he asked, taking one of my hands in his. “She looked upset.”

I nodded and looked
straight ahead of me. “I don’t think it’s that serious. She just saw Elise and
her two friends at the gym and felt uncomfortable about the way they looked at
her or something. She wasn’t very clear about it, but I know these three can be
very annoying…” I wasn’t lying – not really – but something told me that I should
keep my mouth shut about what Gaby saw. I was also wondering if Daniel listened
to our conversation from the top landing, although Gaby and I didn’t raise our
voices.

“Has she talked to Gill?”

“I suggested that she do
that as soon as she gets home. I mean if these girls are doing something wrong
or they’re concocting something, they wouldn’t want anyone to know what they’re
doing,
right?
”

Daniel shook his head.
“They’re not the best, I agree. I don’t have anything to do with them, but from
what I’ve heard they’re into all sorts of deals – some shadier than others.”

I stared at my
step-brother. “What sort of deals are you talking about?”

“I really don’t know,
Madison. And you know how rumors are – there’s often nothing to them.” He
looked into my eyes.

I squeezed his hand. It
felt good to be talking to him like this. Whether he was fibbing or not, it
felt “normal”. It reminded me of the times we spent together when our parents
were not married. We were very much carefree and we certainly didn’t think of having
sex together – at least I wasn’t.

We remained silent for a
moment until Daniel lay down and stared at the ceiling while I slipped under
the covers beside him. He was only wearing his shorts now. He crawled up to me,
lifted himself on one elbow, and said, “I have to be honest with you, Madison;
I have been thinking about you none-stop for weeks now.”

“Even before we had sex
together?” I asked, a little curious to hear his reply.

“Way before that. But,
the bathroom thing was still an
accident
.
I wasn’t waiting for you behind the door, that’s the truth.”

I snickered. The
“accident”, as he called it, seemed to have happened a century ago now. “Never
mind that,” I said, “How do you feel about what we talked about; about
pretending
to be friends?”

He took one of my hands
and kissed it lightly. “Before I answer, would you tell me if you even gave a
thought to me before we had sex?”

“Okay, since we agreed
that honesty is the only way to be between us, before the
accident
, I thought about you a lot. In many ways I have to admit I
was attracted to you because you’re very nice. You’re a bit of a show-off, but
besides that I thought you were a good guy. But it’s only after the “accident”
that I began to think of you differently.”

“What do you mean
differently?”

I smiled. “You know what
I mean. I was attracted to you. I wanted to be close to you. It was as if I
couldn’t get you out of my mind. I was obsessed. I was trying to avoid you
every way I could so that we would not have sex together. I thought if I could
stay away from you, I would be fine. But I wasn’t.”

He nodded. “Same here. I
mean I didn’t try staying away – you did that well enough for the both of us –
but I wanted you more than any other girl I ever knew.”

I had been sitting up
against my pillows until then. I slid down to be a little closer to him. “So,
what do you say we
pretend
to be
friends outside of the walls of this room?”

“Before we agree to do
that,” Daniel replied, “we should agree not to communicate with one another on
the phone – like texting. Social media will be our downfall if we’re not
careful, and one way to do that is by not using our phones to contact each
other.”

“That’s a good idea.” I
got up again. I went to the dresser, grabbed my phone and removed Daniel’s
number from my address book. So if by chance he wanted to call, he could, but
there wouldn’t be any record of anything in my phone from this day forward.

All the while he watched
me, I smiled at him. He was such a gorgeous man.
God, that body of his will be the death of me
.

“May I make a suggestion?”
Daniel said, as I was crawling back under the covers. “Maybe we should not
pretend to be friends at all…” I stared at him. “We should pretend we hate each
other. Do you think you can do that?”

“I don’t know that I can.
I can ignore you, or even be indifferent, but hate, that’s a totally different
set of emotions Daniel. I don’t think I ever “hated” anyone in my life. And I
don’t think I want to start with you either.”

“Okay then, let’s go for
indifference and ignorance then. Is that a deal?”

He extended a hand to me.
I shook it. “You’ve got a deal. Outside these walls you do not exist. Unless,
of course, we need to put on a show for the folks, okay?”

“Yeah, otherwise my dad
would have my hide.” Daniel laughed and in a swift move, grabbed my waist and
flung me over so that I would straddle his body. I was more surprised than
thrilled. It took me a second or two to realize that he was lifting my night
shirt to caress my breasts. I bent down and kissed him feverishly while he
wiggled out of his shorts.

We both laughed but
didn’t stop. We were hungry. Hungry for love. I lowered my breasts to his
mouth. He bit on each of my nipples in turn. It felt fantastic. I wanted more
of the same when, suddenly, I felt his fingers teasing my clitoris. I moaned
with pleasure. An exquisite sense of warmth traversed my being while I relished
the sensation. I went to lie beside him and bent down to take his penis into my
mouth. At first I didn’t know what to do or how to do it. I just sucked his
cock and immediately heard Daniel groan with enjoyment. I let my mouth do the
work until I felt his hands pull me up to him again and caress my breasts. He
squeezed my nipples until they perked up. In a moment I was demanding more of
the same. I saw a smile draw on his lips when his one hand traveled down to my
vagina. He inserted two of his fingers into it – I was ready to scream with
excitement – and flicked my clitoris with a third.

“Come, Madison,” he
murmured, “come on, let me see you. Let me watch you enjoy yourself.”

He didn’t have to repeat
his request – I was there. I had one of those fabulous orgasms where you can’t
resist the flow of emotions exploding inside of you. When the sensation
receded, he went down and licked me inside and out, literally. I was climbing
the walls with sheer pleasure – more than pleasure – I was enthralled with
love. I was going to scream when I had another orgasm. When the feeling abated
slightly, he saddled his body over mine and penetrated me.
God Almighty
, I thought, I was going to shout over rooftops with
joy. It felt as if I were complete – finally. The emptiness, the loneliness,
the void had been filled. We were one – in love – I was sure. When he came, it
felt as if I was suddenly replete with his love. I was so thrilled that I felt
tears of joy emerge at the rim of my eyes. He looked at me and smiled gently.

He lowered himself to the
pillow and suggested that we take a quick shower. He was right. That smell was
permeating my room again; besides, I felt wet and gooey all over.

We rushed to the
bathroom, locked the door and turned on the taps. One good thing about this
house, I thought, was that rain-showerhead. We stood under it in each other’s
arms. It was as if the world had vanished from around us. We were bathing in
the love of our bodies.

Daniel took the soap bar,
and began to rub it against my back while I took his buttocks in my hands and
pressed him against me. He handed me the soap and I started soaping him down. I
rubbed his penis while he massaged my genitals lightly. When I felt the urge –
the need for him – I placed his penis into my vagina with a moan of
satisfaction. We stayed like that for several minutes (or so it seemed) until
he licked my breasts and teased my nipples. I went down on my knees and sucked
his cock again until he lifted me up to him.

“I only want to come into
you – not while you’re sucking me… I love to feel you…
Lord,
how I love this…”

I didn’t respond. There
was no need for words.

His hand went down to my
clitoris and massaged it again until I almost fainted from another violent
orgasm. My body, my mind, my whole being was apparently starving for his love.
I gasped with excitement when he released me for a fraction of a second before
he penetrated me. A few moments later he had me pinned against the shower wall
and was plunging into me rhythmically until he came.

I couldn’t readily
believe what was happening to us. We could not stop…. But in the end we did. We
came out of the shower furtively, hoping our folks had not come home in the
meantime, and quickly slipped into my room. We slid under the covers and within
minutes we fell asleep.

CHAPTER
8

The gentle beeping of my
Skype screen woke me. I looked beside me. Daniel was gone. I exhaled a breath
of relief. I looked at the clock on the screen. It was only eleven o’clock. I
shouldn’t have been surprised. We had gone to bed, so to speak, fairly early
and had fallen asleep after our all-so-pleasurable love making session.