Roman woke up to the feeling of fingers on his skin. Whitney was tracing his hairline, studying his face with her fingers, running them through his hair. It felt good and a small smile crept up on his face. He opened his eyes and looked into hers.
"I'm sorry," she said.
She removed her hand but he gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand back to his hair.
"Please, continue. It felt good," he said.
"It's just..." She sighed. "I wanted to see what it would feel like to touch a man again. It seemed less frightening when you were sleeping. I know I'm a creep."
"You can creep on me any day you want," he grinned. "But give it time. It's only been a few days. No one's expecting you to throw yourself at a man already."
She ran her fingers down his face and traced his slightly parted lips.
"I wanted to make my move Saturday," she kept looking at his lips. "I wanted to drink to get some courage and tell you how I feel. I drank way too much. I was so nervous."
"Whitney, look at me," he said.
She moved her eyes from his lips to his eyes.
"Tell me now," he said.
"I'm in love with you. I have been for so long. You have no idea how many times I pictured being with you when I was with Joe. Wondering how your lips would feel against mine. Wondering what else those lips could do in other places. Wondering how you like it or if you have any special kinks," she said.
He couldn't stop the grin from spreading on his face. She took it the wrong way. She thought he was about to laugh at her.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you. I just fucked up our friendship. I'll leave," she said.
"No, please don't," he wrapped an arm around her waist. "I'm in love with you too. I have been ever since the day we met. I've been holding my tongue and buying me some time, figuring I'd give you room to breathe while getting out of a bad relationship. And then this shit happened and I'm scared to do anything because I don't want you to fear me. I don't want you to see me like another asshole trying to get in your pants and hurt you."
She moved forward fast and kissed him. He ran his hand up her back, burying it in her hair, enjoying her lips and tongue dancing with his. She broke the kiss and instead rested her forehead against his.
"Give me time," she said.
"All the time you need," he said.
"You can kiss me and hug me. Don't corner me. Don't move in from behind without warning me. I just need some time and we'll get there. Or here. Here in your bed but in less clothes," she said.
"Doing what?" He chuckled.
"Don't be a dick," she pinched his ass.
"Hey!" He laughed. "That's assault!"
"Yeah? Deal with it!" She laughed back.
He gently grabbed her chin and pecked her lips.
"Mostly I'm a normal guy when it comes to sex. There's no special kinks unless you count enjoying a striptease as one," he said.
"What? No spanking or anything?" She asked.
"Oh, sweetheart," he chuckled. "If that's what you're into, I'll paint your ass red."
"Just so we're clear, that's all you'll ever be doing to my ass," she said.
"Don't worry. Anal is highly overrated anyway and not really my thing," he pecked her lips again. "And now we gotta get out of bed. I still have to go to work."
After breakfast and a toe curling goodbye kiss, Roman went to work. She waited another hour before going to the local supermarket. She wanted to make him something delicious for dinner. He was a solid rock for her these days and she wanted to thank him. To her surprise she ran into Seth.
"Hey, why aren't you at work?" She asked.
"Tuesday's my day off. Since I work Saturdays, I get Tuesdays off," he said.
"How are things in the fashion world?" She asked.
"Flashy," he grinned.
He worked in a clothes store for men. He was always dressed in the newest fashion.
"Lucky me for running into you. I wanna spoil Roman tonight but I don't know what his favorite food is," she said.
"He'll eat anything," he said. "If you really wanna spoil him, make some dessert with walnuts. It doesn't matter what it is as long as it has walnuts in it. He's crazy about walnuts."
"I guess I can make cupcakes," she said. "Thanks, Seth."
When Roman returned home from work, he was surprised with a homemade roastbeef, garlic potatoes, green beans and cognac sauce.
"Damn, this looks good," he said.
"Make room for dessert," she warned him. "I got something special made for you."
He enjoyed the meal. She was a great chef. His eyes widened when she served him walnut cupcakes with vanilla buttercream frosting.
"How did you know?" He asked.
"A little bird told me," she answered.
"Did you happen to talk to Seth?" He chuckled.
"A woman never reveals her secrets," she said.
He took her hand and gently pulled her down to sit on his lap.
"This is amazing. You're amazing," he lifted up a cupcake. "Share it with me."
"There's like twenty more in the fridge," she said.
"And I wanna share the first one with you," he said.