I stirred in my sleep hearing what I am sure is Kyle moving around my room. I open my eyes and I see Kyle putting on his watch. He looks nice today wearing a polo shirt, jeans, and some loafers.
"Hey," I say in my morning voice.
"I was just about to write you a note," he smiled. "I am about to have my driver take me to the airport."
"Okay," I say sitting up.
"I will text you when I land safely," Kyle walks over to me bending down to kiss me. "I'm going to miss seeing you. Thanks for this weekend."
I look down feeling embarrassed. "It's no big deal."
"Very big deal," replied Kyle standing back up. "Don't forget to turn in your latest work because it is truly amazing. You can go back to sleep. I will lock up for you." I get out of the bed not wanting him to leave. I press my body into his kissing him once again. Kyle wraps his arms around me when we are interrupted by his phone. "Hello," I stop hugging Kyle as he looks serious. "I am on my way to the airport right now. We can talk when I get there." I guess I know who that is. "Yeah I did turn my phone off because I was not in the mood to talk. Cat, Cat, I am turning my phone off again. Whatever." Kyle ended the call. "Sorry you had to hear that."
I just shrug because I don't know what else to do. Kyle kisses me one last time before disappearing out of my room. I can tell he used my shower this morning as my room smells heavily of the Ocean Bath and Body Works for men that I purchased. I feel a little sad now. We were starting to feel like a real couple. What I am saying? Kyle is suppose to be getting married.
I crawl back into bed hugging my pillow smelling the left remains of Kyle. Would it be wrong to hold on to these sheets for one more day? I drift back off to sleep seeming it was only 4am. I awake again around 10am. I know Kyle must be home by now. I take a shower and get ready for my day. I check my phone to see a text from Kyle.
Kyle: I know you are still sleep. I just want to let you know I made it home safely. I will talk to you soon.
Talk to me soon? How soon are we talking here? I am pulled out of my thoughts when I hear the doorbell. I head downstairs looking out the peephole to see Craig on my doorstep. His nosy ass would be here. I open the door.
"Craig," I say stepping aside. Craig walks in past me.
"So tell me why Ike gets a call from Kyle this morning,"
"And?" I ask wondering how this concerns me. "Look I haven't had breakfast yet so I am going into the kitchen." Craig follows me continuing his babble.
"He is happy as fuck. Like really happy which is interesting seeming that Ike could hear Catherine yelling in the background."
I decided to go with a simple breakfast today using my waffle maker. I pull out the ingredients thinking about what to say.
"Kyle did have his phone off so Catherine is probably pissed off about that."
"Um hm," said Craig running towards the stairs.
"Dude, what the fuck!" I exclaimed chasing after him. Craig goes into my room looking around. He is not touching anything but just looking.
"You guys totally fucked," he stated.
"Get out of my room,"
"I had to see what state your room was in," Craig replied walking past me. "Were you even going to tell me?" Craig makes his way back down stairs to the kitchen. I am pretty pissed off but at the same time I am glad to talk about it to someone.
"Maybe," I reply getting back to my mixing bowl. "We didn't plan for it to happen."
"Are you sure he is not dying of cancer?" asked Craig. "He is acting like a man on a mission."
"He's not. He promised me everything is fine."
"You don't really buy that, do you?"
"Fuck no I don't believe it," I load up my waffle maker and grab some turkey bacon to cook on the side.
"So, how was it?"
"How was what?"
"Don't play stupid. How was Kyle in bed?" I am not sure if I want to share this information. I blush just remembering everything that happened last night. "Now I have to know!"
"It was amazing. I could tell he has never been with a guy before but he didn't make me feel that way." I stop thinking carefully over my next words. "He was making love to me man."
"Holy shit. That is pretty deep. You're probably the reason he is fighting with that Cat chick."
"No Catherine did that herself when she moved that wedding date. It's stressing him out."
"Making love, so how did it make you feel?"
"Craig how do you feel when Ike makes love to you. Come on, I shouldn't have to explain it to you."
"It proves that I was right all along though," said Craig. "He is totally in love with you."
"I know that now but what made him realize this now?"
"Cancer man. I swear it has to be cancer."
"Please keep this between us. I don't want Ike knowing about this." Craig waved me off.
"Ike is going to find out like he finds out everything else. He could tell something happened between you guys the night before. Kyle didn't tell him anything but he can tell. He is his little brother after all. Plus, Ike is smart as fuck." I nod in agreement. Ike, I think knows I had feelings for Kyle from the very beginning. He was always around whenever I went over to their house. I use to believe Mrs. Broflovski told him to spy on us on sometimes. "Cook me some of that turkey bacon."
"Craig, you really need to get a job,"
"Ike takes excellent care of me. I don't need to work and I fucking love it," Probably for the best given his mouth. Ike is a relator and makes very good money. "So what are you going to do now?"
"I don't know Craig. I mean I just go to play things by ear."
"So you are willing to become a mistress?" I did not think that far. Would Kyle really still follow through with marrying Catherine? I rub my forehead not happy with the thought even more than before. "Kyle is not going to marry Cat. If he does I think he is going to regret it." I believe Kyle will too but he is a grown man and I can't tell him what to do. I plate my waffle and grab the turkey bacon off the stove sitting at the island with Craig. "Are you ever going to tell him you love him?"
"Maybe, I don't know. The timing now is much worse than before."
"Better if you ask me. You know he cares about you and doesn't mind being with you." I shake my head because Craig might be right but I don't know if I want to put myself out there that much. "Do you know when he will be back out here?"
"It will be a while," I reply after taking a bite of turkey bacon. "He has team practice coming up and then his new season starts."
"Man that poor guy stays busy but hey he richer than any of us." I say nothing as I start on my waffle. Kyle may be rich but something tells me deep down he is not happy.