4. Questions

There were so many questions I had for Andrea when she got home. I wanted to know who this Rick guy was, and why they seemed so comfortable together.

But any questions I had were put on hold when I saw the sadness in her face. No, she was not going out a date with this Rick guy, I decided. There was nothing romantic between them.

I lead her to the bedroom and she followed with no questions. God, I wanted her.

I unzipped her black dress, and unhook her black bra. I see her as blush as my hands touch her skin. I place one of my old tee-shirts over her head.

"Are you sure this won't be weird?"

"No," I murmur, looking at her beautiful face. I take of my belt, and feel my erection growing. How could this girl get me so hot and bothered in a baggy tee-shirt and black cotton underwear? Because she is Andrea, and everything about her is flawless.

"I don't know what I do without you," Andrea says kissing my cheek. I see her eyes watch me as I take of my pants. In my briefs I know she can see my erection, and I don't even bother hiding it. I want her to know how bad I want her.

"I am here for you. I always will be," I said taking her in the bed.

"I trust you," she says glancing up at me. The lights are already turned off, and it's hard to see her face in the darkness, but I think I make out a smile. I put my arm around her and she moves closer into my arms. I feel my body tighten at her touch. Not, yet I tell myself.

5. Waiting

Waking up in Philip's arms causes my body to warm all over. I find myself feeling guilty. Shane just died and I was in bed with another man? What the fuck are you doing? I am surviving, I thought to myself.

"Good morning," Philip whispers in my ear.

"You too," I said moving out of the bed. I look at my cell phone, and see a text message from Rick. He is about to get about to get on an airplane to go home to Florida. My whole body feels with sadness thinking about it. Seeing Rick had brought me back in time, and for a moment it felt like Shane would walk in the restaurant . Rick was a connection to Shane, and now I was losing him too. But Rick had a wife and family to get home to. I could not expect him to stay here.

"What is wrong?"

"Rick is going back to Florida. I am a little bummed out about it. It was nice having him visit. Made me feel closer to Shane. But he could not stay long. He had to get back to his wife and baby," I said looking at the ground.

"Well, maybe I could take you to Florida sometime. And I could meet some of you other friends," he whispers moving closer to me.

"I'd like that. If you and I to go out-of-town sometime. I could use a change of scenery," I said moving closer to him.

He places his hands on my face, and moves his lips closer to mine. I lean in, kissing him back slowly. His arms are wrapped around me, and he is leading me to the bed. He removes the tee-shirt I have on. I close my eyes as he starts to kissing my neck. Suddenly I feel him pressing his dick against me. I open my eyes, seeing him naked.

"I am not ready. It's too soon. I can't stop thinking about Shane," I said pushing against his chest with my hands.

"Andrea, it's time to move forward," Philip whispers taking my hands into his. I find myself getting lost in his touch, but I know I can't. Not yet. Maybe not ever.

"I want to be with you, but I can't. I am sorry," I tell him as moves away from me slowly.

"You don't have to be sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you," Philip says looking into my eyes with understanding.

"Just give me some time," I whisper. Philip pulls me into his arms, kissing me, and running his fingers through my hair. Our tongues press against each others, his hands moving lower on my body. He then slowly pulls away and looks into my blue eyes.

"I'll wait, Andrea," he says smiling.