Spoiled Secrets (8 page)

              “Ahh…Ummm…guy’s, I’m sorry for acting all crazy psycho bitch a few minutes ago.  I’m more than embarrassed of the way I conducted myself.”  Keisha, bless her heart, she broke the silence by laughing and lightening the mood.

              “
Conduct
yourself!  Amber, this is the most surprising and in a few seconds, once everything sinks in; the funniest shit I’ve seen in a while.”  She giggled.

              “Hey you.”  Chase swayed me in his embrace.  “I came over to tell you that Peanut told me, to tell you hi and she hopes to see you at her most favorite place in the world this Friday.”  I chuckled.

              “Tell her I said hi and that I would love to meet her this Friday, in her most favorite place in the world.  Also, tell her I said it’s a date and I’ll even bring a picnic.”  Chase graced me with another kiss to the forehead that sent shivers throughout my entire body.

              “It’s a date!”  He released me and as he starts to walk away, I got the feeling that, that simple statement meant a whole lot more than me and Peanut meeting up to visit Kinjy.

              “Amber, you could have told me Chase was spoken for.  Instead, you let me make a fool of
myself
!” 

              Emily actually sounded concerned and a little hurt.  Way to dig the knife in a little deeper, Emily.  I guess I have no other choice, but to explain after the drama scene I just performed.

              “Emily, you sure didn’t need Amber’s help in that department.  I thought you got enough the first time he blew you off.  But NOOOOO, you just had to strut your stuff.  I can’t even imagine how dumb you feel right now! So, calling yourself a
fool
is a whole lot tamer than what I would call you. I think DUMB-ASS fits better!”  Keisha said while laughing.

              “Shut the hell up Keisha.  I’m two seconds off your ass….your DUMB-ASS, that is!”

              “Who’s Peanut?”  Both of them asked at the same time.

              “Listen, I feel like a total ass right now.  Plus, we really don’t have the time to go over this; we better get to our classes.”

              “What?”  Both of them asked in sync and in a loud voice.  This outburst gained us more curious stares in our direction.

              “I will explain everything after school.  Emily, I have to drop you off anyway and Keisha, I can drive you home as well, okay?” 

              Please GOD, let them agree to this.  I need time to think if I wanted to tell them everything or just bits and pieces of my initial introduction to Chase.

              “Deal!”  Keisha said.

              “You better not leave anything out.  I know you like a book, Amber.  You think you’re slick, I know you’re trying to stall for time, in order to sort through what you want to tell us.”  This little tidbit coming from Emily was not surprising.  I guess the saying is right,
you can’t bullshit a bullshiter.

              “I’ll tell you everything.  Now, let’s get to class before the bell ring.” 

              When the end of the day rolled around I had come to the decision that a girl has to keep some secrets to herself.  So, I decided to tell them an edited version of the story.  I decided to keep some things to myself…especially the water works scene.  Yeah, I decided to delete that from the story all together.  Some things they don’t need to know about.

Chapter 9

              T-G-I-F, thank GOD it’s Friday!  I wake up to birds chirping.  The first thing that came to my mind was;
fucking birds set up camp outside of my window!
Then I remember that I change my message alert on my cell phone to notify me that a text message was received.  It must be Emily or Keisha, wanting to share a little bit of gossip before school or they might be bumming a ride this morning.

              Unknown Number
– Good morning

              My Number
– Who is this?

              Unknown Number
– Is this how you wake up in the morning?  Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed? Lol...

              My Number
– Who is this?

              Unknown Number
– Guess!

              My Number
– It’s too early in the f***ing morning for guessing games!!

              Unknown Number
– I GUESS you are right, but I’ll give you another hint.  Are you ready for today?

              My Number
– What’s today?

              Unknown Number
– So, you forgot already?

              My Number
– Who is this?

              Unknown Number
– Lol…Disappointing!!!

              My Number
– Disappointing my ass!  Who the FUCK is this?

              Unknown Number
– You are funny and beautiful, could you please watch your language!!

              My Number
– WHO IS THIS??  SCREW YOU, WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME TO WATCH MY LANGUAGE?!!

              Unknown Number
– Are you yelling at me through text?  I would say I would wash you filthy mouth out with soap, but since it’s your fingers that are the actual offenders I’m kind of lost for words.

              My Number
– I don’t have the time and energy to sit here and entertain you this early in the morning… mystery person. 

Unknown Number
– Lol, some people would say I’m a mystery.  I like to describe myself as an open book.

              My Number
– I’m glad you can “Lol” at my expense.  The thing is, I am unable to “LOL” with you.  I have things to do, places to go, and people to see.  I can’t and won’t, sit here any longer texting some unknown creep.  Pitch my number asshole!  “LOL” about that!!  By the way, my offending fingers are giving you the bird so, FUCK OFF PERVERT!!

I wait a couple minutes to see if this mystery person would text me back.  How strange, this has never happened before.  It makes me wonder how someone got my phone number in the first place.  Dwelling on this will put me behind schedule even more and that’s something that I can’t have.  Since, there was no immediate return text, I started to get dressed for school.  This is just plain freaky.

******

The morning went by without incident.  Throughout my morning classes, my mind was constantly trying to warp speed ahead to the end of day.  I understand that I should be focusing on my school work.  Especially, since I have been gone for three weeks, but my mind is on something totally different than school.  Anticipating my afternoon date with Chase and Peanut, has me on pins and needles.

I can barely sit still in class, let alone focus on the lessons the teachers are trying to shove down all of our throats.  By the time lunch time rolled around, I was ready to meet up with my girls so that I could get out of my own head.

“What’s up tramp?”  Emily said from my right as I was walking to the cafeteria.

“Back at you!”  I smiled at Emily.

“What’s up girl?” 

“What’s up Keisha?”

“So, are you ready for today?”  Keisha asked with a big grin on her face.

“Why did you just ask me that?”  I asked her suspiciously.  “Did you have someone text me this morning?”  I glare at my girl.

“Why would I have someone text you?”  The confused look on Keisha’s face seals the deal for me.  She doesn’t know what the hell I’m talking about.

“I got a series of text this morning asking me the same question you just asked.  The problem is, what am I supposed to be ready for today?” 

“I see the grouchiness hasn’t worn off since this morning.”  A male voice chuckled behind me.  I know that voice.  Hmmm, I know that smell.  The smile that was creeping across my face was uncontrollable.  I turn my head around slowly so that I could take him in, inch by glorious inch.  Goodness what a sight to see.

“It was you!”  I was face to face with no other than, Chase Mitchell.  I could not wipe the smile from my face, no matter how hard I tried. 

I tried to put a little oomph in that small accusation. I failed miserably!  I’m trying to accuse him with words while my face gave off a totally different signal, total contradiction.

“You have a beautiful smile.”  Was his fevered response.

“It was you.”  I again accused him, but not convincingly.  This stupid smile seemed to be getting bigger. 

“You have beautiful lips…kissable lips. You also have naughty swearing fingers that love to text a lot of profanity.  What should I do to these offending objects?” 

The look he gives me burns me all the way through. Every cell within burns me to my core. He grabs my hands and brings them up to his mouth…my heart trips all over itself. I’m taking shallow breaths as he flips my hands over and places a chaste kiss on each palm. 
I’m about to faint!
He trails his lips from the center of my right palm to my index finger.  His lips linger on the tip of my finger while reverently gazing into my eyes. 

Yep, I think I will be fainting in….three…two…one!
  Just as I have convinced myself that it’s okay to pass out just like Scarlet O’Hara, he inserts my finger into the, warm moist cavern of his mouth.  He proceeds to suckle my digit for seconds, I’m transfixed by his boldness. He then, gently nibbles the tip before releasing my bad…bad…very bad, naughty, swearing finger. 
My knees buckle.

“Damn, get it over with you’re killing us!  Kiss her already!”  I forgot that Keisha and Emily were by my side.  I turned and shot Emily a look that silently said – SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOUR MESSING UP OUR MOMENT!

“What?  Don’t give me that look!  I don’t know about Keisha, but I’m not that
uppity.
I for one, enjoy a little voyeurism.  Shit…that was hot as hell!  I should have brought some popcorn for this little peep show.  A word of advice; what you need to do is stop glaring at me and ask him to suck and nibble something else, if you know what I mean!  She wiggles her eyebrows.

“I think I will.”  Came Chase’s fevered response to Emily’s statement.

As I turn to give Chase the same glare, I was surprised to be accosted by pillow soft lips.  H-E-A-V-E-N!  Everything faded away.  There was no more Keisha, no more Emily, no more hallways and no more school.  It was only my receiving lips and Chase was certainly giving me all he had.  The feel of his luscious lips descending at different angles and slowly retreating, was taking my mind to places it’s never been. I’ve never in my life had the opportunity to play these cat and mouse tantalizing games with another, it’s exhilarating.

“Please” was whispered across my lips as his lips descended, yet again. 

My mind is working overtime.  This is the most erotic encounter I’ve had in my life, that’s saying a lot.  What is he pleading for?  Why is he pleasing me?  Doesn’t he know he can have anything he wants form me in this particular moment?

“Please…please kiss me.”  He whispers across my lips. 

Did he expect me to verbally answer……?

“YEAH, THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT!  HOT – AS – HELL! 
She’s got him begging for it Keisha
!  Where is the popcorn when you need it?  Our girl here is pretty simple because I would have had him nibbling and sucking on something entirely different than the lips on my face!  But, everyone can’t be a boss like me, can they?  PLEASE…PLEASE….he’s begging for it…girl, give that man something he can feel!”

Him?  Hell, I was having enough trouble standing and he wants me to formulate words
(something my girls are not having problems with)
.  I don’t have enough brain cells to articulate a complete sentence at this moment.  A genius, I am not. 

“Mmmm” was my unintelligent response.  My lips started to respond to his lips demanding request, to join in the lip locking party.

Please lord, let that be enough.  I wrapped my arms around his neck to gently guide his face to mine.  His lips began to descend with more urgency.  His tongue pressed against the seam of my lips.  That little bit of contact sent all the nerves in my body haywire.  My nipples pebbled, my breathing quickened, and my panties were drenched.                          

What do you do when someone is giving you exactly what you’ve always imagined a kiss should be?  Let me tell you, I graciously stood there and received everything he offered me.  His tongues moist command was obeyed without a second thought.  His tongue breached my own pillowed gates to plunder my soul and I did not hesitate.  I’m waving the white flag…I’ve surrender with haste.

“Mmmm” This time the pleasured sounds were coming from him. 

If it were possible to become merged into one, in this moment I would have done anything to accomplish that task.  I pressed myself closer, if that was even possible.  I imprinted my chest onto him.  I was assaulted by a whole new sensation as my tight sensitive nipples pressed against his chest.

“
Chase
!”  I feverishly whispered against his lips. 

My senses were on overdrive from the sensual mint assault in my mouth, combined with the pleasing friction of my nipples.  I was on the verge of an orgasm.  I have never been this turned on by a guy of my own choosing.  If my back wasn’t against the wall and Chase’s arms supporting me, I would have toppled over a while ago.

“GET A FUCKING ROOM!” 

Who…who was that?  It was slowly coming back to me. My face started to redden from the utter embarrassment of my lack of control.  This is so not me.  Hopefully, no one other than my girls noticed our totally inappropriate behavior.

“This is so embarrassing.”  This statement was said to know one in particular. 

“You think!  Why don’t you untangle yourself from your stud muffin, so that we can get some lunch.”  Keisha said.

“She doesn’t need lunch, she should be full after sucking down half his face!  Did he fill you up Amber?”  Emily is such an ass sometimes.  I turned to tell her just that, when…

“Man, I told you they are a bunch of whores.  I bet the new dude has already hit that shit.” 

This comment came from an obvious witness to my lip lock with Chase.  I felt Chase’s muscles twitch where my hands lay.  I was intending to simply ignore the comment.  I’ve learned a long time ago that you cannot change people’s views of who they think you are. 

Who they believe I am, is no concern of mine.  I will not lose any sleep because
‘Mr. I wish I could tap that,’
calls me a whore. Honestly, I’ve been called worse. I shake my head and look at my girls.

“You ready to grab something to eat?”  Emily and Keisha nod their heads.  I then look up at Chase to ask if he wanted to join us in the cafeteria.

“Babe, you want…” 

My question was suddenly forgotten.  The heated glare that met my eyes was unnerving.  Chase looked from me, my girls and the bold outspoken asshole, which was at this moment walking by us.