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It wasn't until late in the afternoon that I was able to drag myself away from Alex's bed. Every time either of us tried to separate we would simply take one last glance at each other and fall back into bed all over again. Her lips were my new addiction. I couldn't bear to part without just one more kiss. One more caress. And now as I pulled up in front of my apartment I couldn't bear to go in.
I wanted this bliss to last. Upon leaving Alex's house I made the mistake of checking my phone. Sure enough there were 28 texts and 11 phone calls from none other than Polly Harper. Wishing to postpone the inevitable I sent her a quick text saying I'd be back soon and swung by a coffee shop hoping to appease her with caffeine. Unfortunately I was now out of time.
Walking up the stairs I paused outside of our door taking one final deep breath. Luckily I had found a jacket in my backseat so hiding the hickeys wasn't too much of a problem. Hopefully she'd be to frazzled to notice how rough I looked.
As I lifted my key to the lock the door swung open. "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!" Standing before me was one enraged brunette. It seems the coffee wouldn't suffice as a peace offering.
"Piper I was minutes away from calling the police you idiot! Do you have any idea how worried I was? If it weren't for the fact that I'm the best fucking friend in the world I would've had your parents out looking for your ass the moment you didn't come home. Where were you? Was it really to much to ask for a simple text message saying 'oh hi Polly so quick thing I'm staying out tonight but I'll be home soon so don't assume I'm dead or taken.' I mean honestly Piper I was fucking scared! You can't just disappear! What were you thinking you- OH MY GOD IS THAT A HICKEY?!"
Shit. The sweatshirt covered my entire torso so I of course assumed I would be able to walk away Scott free. But no that would be too easy. Alex decided to mark me like a damn animal. For right under the hem of my shorts on my inner thigh was a perfect pink and blue bruise. God damn it Alex!
"Huh well see that's actually a funny story Pol… I got you some coffee by the way. Mocha Frappe… it's your favorite. So I kind of have been talking to someone for a while now. We aren't serious or anything but yesterday we ran into each other and one thing led to another… Well you know what happened. Anyway it's not a big deal and I'm exhausted so I'm just going to take a nap. Your hair looks nice this morning; I'm digging the curled ends, very classy. Night Pol!"
With that I made a dash for my bedroom letting out a silent prayer that my rambling would distract her long enough for me to make an escape. As I reached my door a risked a glance back to see Polly opening and closing her mouth like a stunned fish. Her brain was trying to process all of the information I had just dumped in her lap. She looked at the coffee in her hand before squinting her eyebrows and whipping her head in my direction.
"Wait a second! If you think for one second that we are done here then you-" The door swung shut loudly behind my retreating form and the lock loudly clicked into place. "Have another thing—Piper come back here! We are not done!"
As the seconds passed by she realized that I wasn't coming back out to face her. "Fine you coward. But I live here too so you will have to address this sooner or later. And I swear to God if you ever pull that stunt again I will not hesitate to call your parents, do you hear me! This is the last straw Piper! I mean it!" With a huff she stomped off to her room muttering under her breath.
My head banged against the back of the door as I let out a deep sigh. I did not want to explain Alex to Polly. Alex was my guilty pleasure, my private happiness. Polly wouldn't understand. Hell I didn't even truly understand. As I peeled the clothes from my body I glanced at my reflection in the mirror. Bruises covered my entire torso and part of my thighs. Remnants of the best night of my life.
And what scared me was that I wanted it again. I already missed her. How twisted was that? After belittling Polly for all these years about her being a lovesick puppy here I was turned into a full-fledged sap after one night! It was just sex! Neither of you want anything else so do not believe for a second it meant anything deeper. You had a good time. That's enough. Deep down though I knew that it wasn't. I wanted more. And the worst part was that the Alex I knew wouldn't share those same desires. She made it explicitly clear that she did not do relationships. She doesn't want to claim anyone or have anyone claim her… and yet looking at my skin I start to wonder how true her words were. For she sure as hell claimed me. Marking me as her own so that I'd have to wear a damn turtleneck to keep anyone from seeing her handiwork.
Why would she do that if she weren't interested in something more? No Piper. She just got caught up in the moment. That's all. Right, this is just going to be a normal fling. Shaking my head I pull a t-shirt on and climb into bed hoping to get some much needed sleep. As soon as I get close to dosing off my phone lights up. The message I saw makes me fall into slumber with a smile. The phone read a message from Alex: Last night was amazing. I can't wait to see you again soon. Just so you know, I'm framing those sheets. ;)
Work was its normal boring self. Nerudas was as dead as usual. A handful of customers would come in and meander around before buying their free trade coffee and a book and heading back to their exciting lives. It was Thursday before I saw Alex again. I was organizing books on one of the back shelves when I felt someone grab my ass. Spinning around I threw my hand back ready to deliver a well-deserved smack when I came face to face with a smirking Alex Vause.
"Aren't you wound up this morning." Laughing she grabbed my hand interlacing it with hers. "Are you here alone?"
Furrowing my brows I glanced around at the obviously deserted store. "Yeah why?"
Before I could even process what was happening her lips were on mine. Due to the surprise it took a second for me to respond. However once I did I quickly became lost in her kiss.
She pushed me up against the bookcase, one hand roaming down my side, and the other curled at the base of my neck pushing me ever closer to her warmth. As her palm slipped inside my shirt I couldn't hold back a moan. I could feel the smirk forming on her face and she broke away with a smile. "You don't know how much I've been wanting to do that."
"Well what took you so long?" I replied. Her thumb caressed my cheek as her eyes flitted around the aisle. "My work keeps me kind of busy. Sometimes I'm gone for weeks without a notice." She shrugged and finally rested her eyes on me once again. "I'm here now though…"
With a shaky voice I breathed out "You are." Glancing at her lips I couldn't help but lick my own. At the sight her jaw clenched and her grip on my waist tightened. Without a moment's hesitation she kissed me again. This time it seemed that she was throwing everything she had into it. Her tongue sought out mine as her hand wandered up to my breast, squeezing and massaging me through my bra.
I was on overdrive. Within moments she had me more worked up than I had ever been before. I could blame it on the time spent apart or the fact that I had been super horny since I saw her last but the truth was that she was just that good. Her body knew exactly how to play mine. It was almost as if we were made to please each other.
Breathing heavily she rested her forehead against mine. "Christ Pipes. You have no fucking clue what you do to me." Smiling I pressed my lips to hers in a chaste kiss. "I think I have an idea."
After a few moments we parted. I straightened my blouse as she leaned up against the opposite book case. She just stared at me as I bent over to pick up the books I had brought to organize. Blushing I continued to arrange them in their designated spots while her eyes continued to burn a hole in the back of my head. Finally after a few moments I was done and we both headed back up to the front of the store.
I sat on the counter while she browsed through some of our recently arrived records. Every once in a while she'd look up and stare when she thought I wasn't watching. Her eyes were questioning as if she wasn't entirely sure what to make of me. It was like I was some complex puzzle she was trying to figure out. Finally after she finished browsing the pile she turned towards me and began to stroke my thigh.
"Listen Pipes, some of my friends and I are going out to this club tomorrow night. You should come." A smile graced my face as I reached out to play with the blue ends of her hair. "You mean with you?" Her hand paused its ministrations to my leg as she cocked her head to the side before replying. "Umm yeah… like we could go together. You'd want that right?"
She asked it so nonchalantly but her posture stiffened as if she was bracing herself for rejection. "Of course, yeah that sounds great." Immediately she relaxed and her hand began caressing me once again. "Great I'll text you the details. Want me to pick you up at your place or…"
Quickly I shook my head. "NO! No, I mean, no that won't be necessary. I can meet you at your place. We can just go from there." The last thing I need is for Polly to answer the door and give Alex the third degree. We aren't even dating, that would screw up any chance I had at seeing her again.
A look of hurt and distrust flickered in Alex's eyes at my sudden dismissal but she buried it so quickly under her indifferent attitude that I had to question if I had imagined the whole thing. "Cool, whatever works best." She smirked and quickly leaned in again, giving me a quick but deep kiss. "I'll see you tomorrow."
As she sauntered out the door I couldn't help but think that the next 24 hours would be the longest of my life.