Chap. 4
"Surprise!"
POV- Paige M.
Today's the big day! I've been planning Dom's surprise party for the past month and now it's finally time to make it happen. I'm a "nervous cleaner", so I'm currently sweeping out the living room for the third time today. Thank God for Marco and Hazel. Marco and Hazel got here early to help me decorate the condo and run some last minute errands. Everything seems to be taken care of, now. The only thing we're waiting on now is the cake. Where the heck is Spinner with that cake?
As if on cue, there are three loud knocks at the door. I squeal and with a tiny jump, I leave my invisible pile of dirt to open the door for him. He walks in all smiles but with no cake. I start to rip him a new one, when I see a cute hipster blonde walk in behind him and… Oh. My. God. ALEX walks in, carrying the cake and a few gift bags. What is she doing here?! I feel my chest tighten a little as I look her over. She's even more beautiful than I remember. She's wearing a tight navy polo and low hanging khaki cargos that expose her lower abs. I also notice that she's pulled her dark hair back into a messy bun with a few bangs out in front. It's so simple, but so sexy on her. It's how she'd pull her hair back when we would… I shake the thought away. Dom is the only person I should be thinking about THAT with.
"Way to leave the goods behind, Spinner. That's real nice." She laughs that trademark "Alex laugh". The laugh I have been missing so desperately.
"Thanks. Here, let me get that for you." I close the door behind her and take the cake off to the kitchen before she has time to say anything. I set the cake down onto the counter and lean against the counter in an attempt to compose myself before returning to the living room. I can hear the muffled voices of Marco, Hazel, Spinner and Alex greeting each other and catching up. Then, I hear an unfamiliar voice. I assume it's the blonde. I hear her introduce herself as Alicia.
I hear footsteps approaching and look to the doorway to see who it is. It's just my luck that it would be Alex.
"Hey, Paige…I was just coming to check on you… the way you bolted… that look you had. I just had to see that you weren't having… one of "those"." She shoves her hands in her pockets nervously.
I see the genuine concern in her eyes and I can't help but smile. Alex's eyes always gave her away. Always.
She looks down at her scuffed converses then back up at me, smiling a small smile. After a moment or too, she takes a deep breath before continuing and it makes me a little more nervous.
"Paige?" She asks quietly. "Can we talk? I REALLY miss you."
I want to talk to her about before. I NEED to talk to her about before, but I just can't. I shake my head defensively. "Alex, not now. PLEASE?"
She nods her head in disappointment and acceptance. It's a nod I've seen her do too many times. She continues, "I can understand. I'm glad you're happy. You deserve all this and more…" She pauses to compose herself before continuing. "I just want you to know that I'm really sorry I let you down all those years ago. I really hate that I wasn't there for you when you needed me. But as much as it hurt at the time, I'm glad you kicked me out. I finally got my life together, Paige. I went to school. I got a degree. Now I have a job helping people like me." I look into her eyes and she seems happier than when she first came in. She seems so calm and happy. It makes me happier than anything I can remember.
"Lexi," I smile and walk over to her. I pull her into a hug, sliding my arms up around her neck out of habit. "I'm so proud of you, hun. You have no idea."
She sighs happily and wraps her arms around my waist, burying her face into my neck, I guess out of habit, too. "Thanks, Paigey." The vibrations and the heat of her voice on my neck lead me to more thoughts I shouldn't be having.
Alex had convinced Meeri to give us the weekend off so we could celebrate our three month-iversary. Mom and Dad were both out of town doing whatever it is they do for work.
Alex came over and I ordered a pizza and made her watch some old chick flicks with me. Every now and then she would laugh at some dramatic, poorly written profession of love. Other times, when she thought I was watching the movie, I'd see her watching me out of the corner of my eye. I absolutely LOVED the way she looked at me. She looked at me and I just knew I was her everything. I felt so safe. So loved.
Once we had enough of the chick flicks, I took her by the hand and led her upstairs to my room.
Somehow, we went from laughing at things that happened that week in school to having a pillow fight to having a "tickle" fight on my bed. Halfway through the tickle fight, as Alex straddled my hips and tickled me mercilessly, she stopped and I saw her face change. It was a new face. A face with so much more love than I'd ever seen from anyone. Matt, Spinner, guys I dated in Middle School…
"I love it when you laugh." She said, looking down at me with those brown eyes. Melting me… She leans down and kisses me softly, propping up on her elbows and taking my face in her hands. She was so gentle and so passionate. Her kisses left me breathless. Her lips left mine and she began to trail soft kisses down my chin to my neck. I gasped, at the unexpected pleasure of her breath on my neck. Then, one of her hands left my face, sliding down my neck and shoulder, down my arm until she reached my hand. She interlocked our fingers and put our hands up on the pillow beside my head.
Usually when our make-outs would get this heated, I would think of Dean and push her off, gasping for air. She'd always take my hand in one of hers and put an arm around me, telling me it was okay. That we didn't have to. She even once said, in her own sweet way, "It's okay princess. As much as I'd LOVE waking up next to a naked Paige, I'm perfectly content just waking up next to Paige." I know it was partially a lie, but it was still one of the sweetest things Alex had ever said.
This night was different. I could feel her love in every kiss and every touch. Her skin was so warm on my fingertips. She leaned into me, causing me to let out an involuntary moan. She was blowing my mind. I just couldn't fathom how incredibly sexy she was at that moment. It also didn't help that she was looking at me with that look I loved so much. I knew this night would be "the night".
After a while, our clothes were off. We were so into it at this point; I don't even remember how they got off. I just remember her lips and her hands everywhere. My hands were all over her, too. It was almost as if we were competing to see who could please the other most. Suddenly, I felt her hand down between my legs. I started to tense up.
"Should I stop?" She stopped and looked at me with concern in her eyes. Like every other time we'd gotten to that level.
After a moment of deliberation, and a quick mental pep talk, I took a deep breath and responded, "Alex… I trust you. I know you won't hurt me."
Her eyes shined with happy tears and she kissed me once more. As much as she wanted it, I loved that she was so patient. I could FEEL in her kisses that she wanted it. But, instead of continuing, she asked one last time. "Are you sure this is what you want? I mean, we don't have t-"
I stopped her with another kiss. "Yes, hun."
I had never been so unsure of anything in my life… But I trusted her.
She was so gentle with me. She cradled my head with one hand and worked me with the other as she continued to kiss my neck and shoulders. I gently caressed her taut bruised back, pulling her closer to me. I was afraid of hurting her, but I just NEEDED to feel all of her. We became one. Moving together, breathing together, releasing together.
With the final release, came one last kiss, and whispered "I love you's".
Finally, Alex pulls away and says we should get back to the others.
We share one last smile before returning to the living room with the others.