Affairs of the Heart
PART ONE
Chapter one
I heard the alarm go off. I moved my hand around until found the off button; when I did, I pressed it and the blaring of the clock stopped.
I didn't want to get up. Besides, the alarm wasn't even for me. It was for Jesse, he had the early classes. I didn't. I made sure of that too - nothing before 9 am. Since Jesse wanted to be a doctor, he had to take early classes. I don't think he even minds being up early. He loved watching the sun rise. He never takes anything for granted.
I felt Jesse move his arms from around me and I groaned. He chuckled and he went into the bathroom. A minute later I heard the shower go on. I looked at the clock; it was 6:30.
Oh my god, Jesse is truly insane, I thought to my self.
I curled back into the sheets that were so warm and comfortable.
What seemed like a minute later, I heard the shower go off. I opened one eye and saw it was 6:45. Wow time flies when you're sleeping in a soft bed. A second later, I felt some weight pull the bed down next to me.
"Querida," Jesse whispered
I groaned, "She's sleeping."
Jesse laughed. He smelt so good, like soap and axe body wash. Maybe the Axe affect really is true.
"Come on, you should get up soon. I know how long it takes you to get ready."
"Jesse, I don't have classes until 9." I sat up and realized what he said about me taking long to get dressed. "Do I really take that long to get dressed?" I asked shocked. I mean I knew I took a while but not so long as he said.
"Well, you do take a while," Jesse said.
Did I mention that he was in nothing but boxers? Yeah, well, he was.
"Hey! I don't really take that long! I don't, I just shower, then I have to do my hair, then I get dressed, then I do my make up and then I put on shoes."
"My point exactly, Susannah." Jesse said getting up to put on some more clothes.
I took a throw pillow off my bed and threw it at him. Then I pulled the covers over my head and hid.
"Susannah?"
"She's sleeping."
"Well not anymore." Jesse pulled the sheets off the bed and started to tickle me. I started to laugh and scream.
"Jesse!" I was laughing and trying to stop his hands.
"Say that I am the pillow fight master and I will stop querida."
I couldn't stop laughing and said, through laughs, "Jesse is the pillow fight master."
Jesse stopped tickling me. I was starting to shiver in my lingerie. The heat of the sheets was no longer there and let's just says lingerie isn't exactly the warmest.
I threw another pillow at him, hitting him square in the forehead. He did the same to me, only it hit my arm.
"Susannah, this fight is not fair," Jesse declared. He had my arms pinned and I couldn't stop giggling.
"Why is that, Doctor De Silva?" I asked.
"Because I am blinded by your beauty," he said.
Then he leaned in and kissed my neck. Oh, it felt so nice. He then let go of my arms and slid his hands around my waist. I giggled some more and slid my hands around his neck. He then proceeded to kiss me on my lips, which I returned; little sweet pecks turned into a full-blown make out session. A short one, I might add 'cause Jesse knows when he has to leave and all.
"Susannah," Jesse said to me in between kisses.
Hmm?" I mumbled back.
"I have to go."
"No, you don't. We can stay here all day," I said. Then I added, "You know you want to." A sly grin appeared on my face.
"I know I want to, querida, but want is different than need. I need to go to class. So do you." Jesse said to me.
"No, we can stay here forever, Jesse."
Jesse laughed and got off from on top of me. I felt cold air a minute later. I sighed. Jesse was right, and sadly always right. I had to go back to school.
Sadly again, I watched Jesse put on clothes in OUR room. Jesse had inherited a lot of money let me tell you that. We were able to buy this great house, which was a street over from my mom's house.
Jesse was able to pay off all of his college loans and pay for his final year of college, well he still had medical school but he was almost half way there! And he even insisted on paying for my college. Which I tried to fight him but it was already too late.
But I like our new home. It is so nice. Our room is painted beige and our comforter is a nice red. Just like my old house, there is a fireplace and a master bath room. My mom thinks this is all a little sudden, but I don't really care. I am going to go to school and live with Jesse and we will be happy.
Now if only I could just get rid of this curse of mine. Then it would be perfect, but, hey, everything has flaws. So, mine and Jesse's flaw is helping the dead. Either way I would have to get up soon.
I got up out of bed and I put on my robe, it didn't do much; hey, it was black and silky - and maybe I would be able to persuade Jesse to come back to bed with me.
"Jesse," I said trying to get Jesse to come back to bed with me. I got up behind him and started to rub his chest, but he grabbed my hands and turned around.
"Querida, I must go. Now." He kissed me on the lips and I walked him to the door. Jesse grabbed his messenger backpack and gave me one last kiss good bye.
"Bye, Jesse." I called out.
Jesse winked at me, got in his car, and pulled out of the drive way, to school.
I sighed; I'm already up, better go get ready. With my robe still on me, I headed towards the kitchen. I turned off the coffee pot that was on from when Jesse was making coffee, and I headed towards my master bath.
The bathroom was all gold. I liked it a lot. The big bath tub and shower had already been, um, christened - and I bet you can guess by whom.
I took a short shower, did my hair, and got dressed. By the time all of this was done it was 8 o'clock.
I was meeting CeeCee for breakfast. She had been depressed lately; Adam had gone off to college in San Francisco, which had been a joke of Brad's - who, might add, had to go to summer school this summer.
I pulled up to the little café and saw CeeCee sitting by the window - all alone. It made me feel guilty that Jesse and I had it pretty good; hell, it would be perfect if it weren't for the ghosts and all - but that is just a minor detail… ok major detail, let's not get into it.
"Hey, Cee!' I said to her as I sat down.
"Hey, well ready to order?'
"Yeah, I just want some toast, not that hungry." I said.
"Me neither." CeeCee sighed.
"It'll be okay, Cee. He's not far away." I told her with an earnest look on my face.
"It is far away! He's not here anymore!" she wailed out.
"Come on, lets take our food to go, we're gonna be late."
"I don't want to eat, Suze. All I want is Adam!"
Stood up and I gave her a hug.
"Thanks," she whispered.
"Anytime," I said back.
I took a parking space in the student parking lot. I grabbed my bag and headed towards my classroom. This is going to be interesting, I thought to myself. Into the building, up the steps and down the hallway, and I made it to my classroom. People were filling in and finding seats, but there was one person in there who made is grin.
"I thought you were gonna sleep in." I said.
I took a seat near the back and took out my laptop and a note pad so I could take notes.
"Simon, you know I never sleep in on the first day. Always the second day." Gina said to me with her glowing new tan that she developed over the summer.
"Well, new coast new rules I think."
"I will consider that seeing as it worked for you," Gina said, "too bad it is mostly girls and gay guys in this class."
"That's what you get for choosing fashion as your major, G."
"Ah, yes, the sacrifices I have to make," Gina said.
"Okay, everyone, sit down, please," a mid-30's woman said to everyone in here, "This is Fashion 101. I hope you all read the first 30 pages of your text, so let's get going. You will need to take notes right now on what I am lecturing on. Come on now, we are not in high school anymore!"
And that was how college started out for me.
