Chapter 8

The next morning I awakened in the right room I placed my arms above my head impressed with my self control. My smug disposition was short lived as I felt the bed move beside me. Ally was sleeping peacefully beside me with her back to me. I rose to my elbows and tried to clear the fog from my brain. I remember taking many pictures last night Ally and I traveled to several places. She actually got the taxi driver to stop so that she of the road so that I could get and shot in the middle of the street with all of the corner lights on. It was a good shot she got out of the car too and stood beside me giggling as I took the shots. Her eyes sparkled as she looked around and searched with me. We didn't get until way after midnight but I didn't remember her getting into my bed, or coming into my room for that matter. After a couple of minutes of examining her back she murmured something in her sleep and then shifted so that she was now turned towards me. She lazily returned to the land of the living rubbing one of her eyes.

"Morning," her whispered with her voice was raspy and still traced with last night's sleep.

"Hey," I smirked as I raised my eyebrow at her with curiosity. "Did the baby have a bad dream?"

"Shut up," she murmured as she sluggishly hit at me. I caught her hand and held it at my chest and played with her fingers. I liked waking up and being able to pick at her. "I don't like sleeping in that room alone, it's too big. I could get lost in there." She giggled and buried her face in her pillow.

"I'd come and find you don't worry, but I don't mind you in here … I guess its okay." She scooted closer to me and rested her head on my shoulder.

"I had a really good time last night Josie, I never thought that taking pictures could be so magical." She took a deep breath and smiled up at me.

"Magical?" I questioned.

"We were pausing moments in time, duh." We both laughed. Then silence hit us both, I noticed that I was still holding her hand, this felt okay I wondered if it would be okay for her to be closer. I shift towards her and wrapped my arm around her shoulders. She exhaled and smiled.

"I liked last night too." I said as my thumb played at her shoulder. "See when you move in I can get you to help me all the time. You have a good eye chica." She rolled her eyes.

"It's a really beautiful town. It's got a sort of old school feeling in some places. I love how green it is too." I nodded.

"It's different from some of the other places I've shot that's for sure. I would love to go out of the country one day. I really want to see the waters of Jamaica or go to Greece."

"Those are too really different place Jose'." She leaned into me and laid her hand on my abdomen. "Greece sounds cool though there a lot of history to capture there." She picked at the fabric of my black shirt.

"Yeah. I would have thought you to be a Jamaica type of girl." She frowned at my assumption.

"I don't like boats they leave me sea sick and I don't like water because I can swim." She shrugged.

"You can't swim and here I thought you could do everything!" I teased and she laughed.

"I think you have the wrong impression of me Senor," she said in an ancient that was far too heavy. "I never liked water or had the desire to learn how to swim. My dad told me I should learn but he never pushed it."

"Did you seriously call me senor?" I chuckled.

"Is that all you heard?" She shoved me and went to get up. "What time is it anyway?" She looked over to the nightstand where the clock was placed.

"Wow, its 3:00PM! I've never slept this late!" She giggled at her disbelief and then sobered. "I wonder why no one woke us up." The only reason I could up with is that no one wanted to encounter anything weird. I mean they all had to know that Ally and I had shared a bed. They might have thought I covered my eyes. I didn't want to think about what they could have possibly thought. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I sat up and then I took a minute to take in what Miss Alex was wearing. She was wearing a light pink spaghetti strapped night gown with little white hearts all over it, but all I could really concentrate was how low the night gown deep. I know she is young but Ally, she had a very, very nice rack. I frowned as I tried to pull my focus back to her face; my own will power wasn't working. It wasn't until Ally cleared her throat that I made eye contact with her again.

"I was uh? Why are you wearing that anyway?" She raised her eyebrow at me.

"I don't really like sleeping in much clothing, but the real reason I'm wearing this," she said with her voice all deep and seductive, yet playful at the same time. "I am wearing this so that you can get a good look at my best assets." She tried to hold this sensual look that she wasn't quite pulling off, but after a few seconds she began to snicker which caused both of us to burst into laughter. She lay back in the bed and I went to get up. "Where are you going?"

"I'm hungry," I said as I made my way to the door. Ally stumbled out of the bed and followed behind me.

"Me too!" She grasped my hand. I looked at the connection it was weird how comfortable and relaxing her touch was.

"Is this wrong?" She looked up at me and I shrugged. "It feels a little taboo," she murmured. That was most definitely the word for it. As we made downstairs I noticed that the house was empty. The Grays and company must have had plans. I couldn't even find Mrs. Taylor which made me really sad. I loved her food.

"I'll cook," Ally said as she made her way pass the island and bent over and pulled out a couple of skillets. As she bent over she gave another chance to notice something that I should have, her nightgown was so short that I saw a little of the white fabric that was covering her ample behind. Her behind, it was what my friend Terrence would call a booty. He was always telling me that there was a difference between a butt and a booty this was the first time I really agreed with him. It wasn't until now that I realized that it had been about a year since I'd had sex. I was really missing sex right now. As soon as she went to stand up right I quickly had to pretend that I wasn't looking at something else. She looked back at me and frowned as if she were going to say something but then decided against it. She continued about her business opening the door to the refrigerator and pulled out some eggs, onions, mushrooms, Italian sausage, and green peppers. She bounced back and forth humming to herself as she threw all the ingredients into the pan. I thought she was going to make an omelet but it seemed that she was just going to scramble everything together.

"I like a lot of different ingredients in my eggs," she explained. I guess I must've looked confused. "I wonder where Mia and the others went."

"I don't know but it's peaceful without so many people," I commented as I sat at one of the stools by the island.

"You mean you like being alone with me." Her back was to mean so I could read her face I couldn't tell if she was making an observation or asking me a question.

"You are more than fun to be with Miss Al." She handed me a plate of food. It looked a lot better than I anticipated.

"Thanks," she said dryly.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I took a bite of what she considered normal eggs. I nodded my appreciation these were unexpectedly delicious. She took a bite too and smirked to herself.

"I should have put cheese in them too, maybe next time." She shrugged. As we ate we talked and got to know each other a little more. She talked about her dancing and she skirted around talking about her parents.

"You know its okay to talk about them you know?" I spoke softly because I partly know she's going to get upset.

"I know I can talk about them. I just don't if … I don't want to hurt Josie." She sighed and a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Oh no Alex don't cry," I wiped her tear away and them multiple tears came quicker and a sad groan escaped her.

"You don't understand what it's been like. I feel like they both left me completely alone. Lately that's all I feel is pain in my chest and hurt. It makes me so tired the only time I …," she began to cry so hard I couldn't understand her.

"Hey, hey calm down babe," I got off my stool and wrapped her in my arms. "I'm so sorry your hurting, but you have to hurt and grieve so you can heal." I was rubbing her back as she sat on the stool. It was a little uncomfortable. I lifted her from her seat and walked over to the couches with her. I held her in my arms like she was a baby while she released her tears. After a while, her sobs became sniffles, and then all that was left was a few aftershocks of emotions. We sat still and silent, the only motion was her fingers traveling their trail on my arm. I placed my chin on the top of her head.

"You know the only time that I feel kind of happy is when we are like this." I didn't know what to say to her confession.

"I like being comfortable with you too." I squeezed her and she giggled.

"Josie?" She studied me with eager nervous eyes; her gaze caused my mouth to dry. I wanted to make her feel better. I wanted to make myself feel better. She placed her forehead against mine and her closeness, the smell of her breath, both things aroused me. She gasped slightly and then brushed her lips against mine. It was light and innocent and brief … too brief. I smoothed my thumb against her cheek and then kissed her again. The kiss was supposed to be innocent but her taste was so much better than anything I'd ever placed into my mouth. I cupped her face with my hands and gently forced my tongue into her mouth. She moaned upon my entry, for a moment my tongue moved around her mouth and it was as if her mouth were paralyzed, it took a minute for her tongue to begin to massage mine. Once we picked up a rhythm she gripped the collar of my shirt and began to squirm in my lap.

"Alex," I growled under my breath. I reluctantly pulled away from her.

"More," she whispered as she repositioned herself in my lap to a straddle, "more Josie". Who would have thought that being called Josie would have me so turned on? I could feel her heat; she began kissing and sucking on my neck. I can't help but arch my pelvis toward hers.

"God Alex, please stop," I was clenched some of the fabric of her night gown in my fist. She squirmed against my growing erection. She went to kiss me again when I heard the door start to open. I quickly tossed her to my side and grab a pillow and placed it in my lap. It was Mrs. Taylor, why did poor Gail keep catching me in these positions?

"Mr. Rodriguez and Ms. Fuentes … how did you two sleep?" She smiled.

"Good, we are actually just getting up." I said for lack of anything better to say.

"Jose', took me with him to take pictures for his gallery." Ally spoke and I glanced at her. She was flushed and she looked a little embarrassed.

"That's very nice; well I need to get dinner started. The others will be back soon."

"Can I help?" Ally asked and Gail nodded. "Great I'm going to put some clothes on. I'll be right back." Ally rushed out of the room. I had to wait until my situation cooled down. I covered my eyes with my arm and sighed. What had I just done? Am I that controlled by impulse that I practically broke the law?

"Mr. Rodriguez … Jose' can I have a word?" Gail surprised me by standing right in front of me.

"Sure Gail." She sat on the coffee table in front of me.

"It's about Alexandria I don't mean to pry, but this is the second time that you shared a bed with young Alex. I'm not telling you what to feel or what to do, just please be careful. You are playing with fire." I couldn't say anything I'd already dipped into the danger zone. I didn't know if I had the strength to stay away from Alex in that way not after today.

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