The Little Things

Chapter 9

Saturday approached really quickly. Friday night, Greg and I were hanging out at my place and I showed him what I was thinking about wearing. He seemed to really like it.

"That works! It's casual, tight and sexy," he said wiggling his eyebrow and taking a sip from his scotch. "It's perfect for a concert. Maybe I should un-invite Jimmy," he said laughing as the words came out.

"I think we're going to have a great time."

We had already eaten dinner and decided to watch some TV. We sat on my couch just hanging out watching Discovery Health; a new show that has mystery diseases but of course throughout the whole thing Greg was quizzing me on what it could be; he probably already new ten minutes into it. Man, he's amazing. It was late so I started getting sleepy and dozed off halfway into the show.

When I woke up I was curled up in Greg's arms. It was very nice waking up all cozied up to him. I could tell he was asleep but I wasn't sure what time it was. I looked at the clock and it said 2:08am.

"Greg," I whispered while nudging him. "It's passed 2 in the morning."

"Whaaa…?" he mumbles as he starts to wake.

"That can't be a comfortable position for you. Why don't you take my bed and I'll sleep out here." I got up and got some water for Greg and came back to the couch. He was awake but very tired looking still. "Here," I said as I handed him the glass of water.

"Thanks! I don't want to take your bed away from you. I'll be fine out here," he replied as he started to move some but as he moved he cringed and grabbed his right thigh.

"Yep, it looks like you'll be just fine," I said sarcastically. "Please Greg. It's too late and you're too tired to drive home. Your leg would be much better off if you were in a bed then on a couch," I stated matter-of-factly.

He grabbed his pills from his pocket and downed a couple. "Nope, I can't push you from your bed. I wouldn't sleep if I did!" I thought for a little to try to come up with a marginally reasonable median for him.

"Okay, well, my bed is big enough for both of us then. That way, you're leg will be more comfortable and you'll get sleep. Deal?"

He appeared to think about it for a little and then replied, "Okay, but no funny business. I know I'm just so sexy and tempting that you might have a hard time controlling yourself," he said sardonically.

"Greg quit mocking yourself and being self-loathing," I replied complete overlooking the implications of what he said. I didn't want to acknowledge them just in case. "Now, come on," I said grabbing his right arm and pulling him to his feet. He cringed some more as he put weight on his leg. It gave out and as he tried to catch himself, I grabbed his arm to support him. He steadied himself and I released his arm to grab his cane for him. "Here, unless you prefer me as support," I said as I handed him his cane.

"No, I wouldn't want to possibly hurt you by leaning too much on you for support but thanks," he replied with a half smile.

I walked ahead of him and he slowly followed me to my bedroom. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash up as Greg walked over to my bed and sat down on the end of it watching me.

"What side do you want?" he asked me while I had the toothbrush in my mouth. I took the toothbrush out of my mouth, spit and I said, "The left! I don't want to risk rolling over and bumping your bum leg."

I finished brushing my teeth as he made his way to the right side of the bed and sat down there still watching me.

"You mind if I take my jeans off? They're not really comfortable to sleep in and I'm wearing boxers so…," he trailed off.

"No problem! Get as comfortable as you'd like," I said as I left the bathroom and went to my dresser drawer to pull out my pajama bottoms. "I mean, we're friends, right? I know I'm comfortable enough around you," I finished as I dropped my pants exposing my thong panties and pulled on my pajama bottoms. I then walked over to my side of the bed and jumped under the covers. Greg seemed to just be sitting there in a daze still staring ahead at the dresser.

"Greg, you okay?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah, no I'm fine," he said as he stood up and removed his jeans. He was facing away from me as he did so and once his jeans where on the floor he sat back down and slid under the covers. It took a lot of self restraint to not just jump him but the fact is I love the relationship we have right now. We're really close friends, we are completely comfortable with one another and I wouldn't want to ruin it. Now, if something more develops, I'm all for it but I think it'll take time. I'll leave that up to Greg.

"Good night Greg! Sleep well."

"You too Ally. Sweet dreams," and with that I drifted off to sleep.