There was a knock at the door. I grabbed my black jacket and quickly headed towards the door.
"Querida" I heard Jesse say in a worried tone.
I turned to face him.
"Please be careful…"
"Don't worry so much, Jesse… you'll get wrinkles" I giggled as his face expressed a funny sense of confusion, and how I could tell that he didn't approve of this whole situation.
I left the room hurrying down the stairs, to where my gorgeous date was waiting behind the door.
"Wow, you look beautiful!" He commented on my outfit.
"You don't look to bad yourself" I said eying him up and down as he linked his arm in mine and headed towards his dark blue car.
He started up the engine and before I knew it we were off, speeding down the road.
"So where are you taking me?" I asked excitedly.
"It's a surprise," Brett said looking over at me briefly. "You'll love it Suze, just sit back and relax".
We turned down a side road, which I knew led down to the beach.
Finally we pulled up in the beach car park and he switched off the ignition. Then he unbuckled his seat belt and turned to face me.
I sat there kind of feeling a little uncomfortable. He leaned over and slowly unbuckled my seat belt guiding it off my body.
Ok, what is he doing? I nervously thought.
"You're so beautiful Suze". He smiled as he gently ran his fingers down the side of my hair.
Don't get me wrong, it did feel good to have this hot surfer run his hand through my hair, but I wasn't used to this sort of stuff… and I didn't really know the guy all to well.
"I…um, need some fresh air" I said panicking and opening up the door to get out.
He stepped out the other side.
"I'm sorry, I was rushing it, I'm sorry Suze" He said walking around to my side of the car. With his half unbuttoned navy shirt blowing in the wind.
I closed the door. "It's ok, I'm just not, ah used to this sort of thing"
Oh good one Suze, tell the hot guy you've never been on a date, good one!
He smiled and took my hand as he guided me down along the beach.
"Where are we going?" I asked, getting a little nervous.
"When are you going to trust me Suze?" Then he turned to face me.
"I just wish you would wake up and realise what we could be".
He said looking longingly into my eyes as he now held onto both of my hands.
I really don't think this guy wants to be just friends. I mean, I did like him, but I don't like guys who rush… especially when they don't really know me.
"Let go!" I shouted as I quickly pulled from hands from his grip.
He looked stunned at my response.
"Ok, I thought we were just friends…" I started.
"Suze, chill out will you. Look, if you're so paranoid about it…" He rubbed his check and scanned the ground around as if looking for something.
Then he bent down and picked up a stick.
"… Then take this, and if I do anything which upsets you, then just stab me with it, ok?"
I raised my eyebrows as I looked down at the stick he had handed to me, and then up at him. All right this is just a little bit weird I thought to myself.
"Ok, look just forget about it, c'mon" I said dropping the stick and continued along the beach.
We walked up a steep hill and were almost there when I started to feel a little dizzy. I held my hand to my head.
"Hey, are you ok?" Brett asked, walking back down towards me and putting an arm around my shoulder.
"Yeah, I fine, just a little tired" I said ignoring the dizzy feeling.
"We're almost there now Suze" Brettsaid excitedly as he continued to the top of the hill.
He did have a good arse, that's for sure… not that I was fixated on it or anything...
When I had finally made it to the top I thought man, I need to get out a little more or start up jogging or something. I turned and looked down the hill.
"This hill so doesn't look that high from when we were standing at the bottom down there" I puffed.
Then I heard Brett calling my name. "Suze, C'mon, you gotta see this.
I turned around and saw a huge rock in which you had to climb to see out onto the ocean from the other side. And Brett, who was standing with his hands on his hips waiting for me the climb up, looking rather handsome though if I must say.
I mumbled to myself as I carefully placed my feet into crevices in the rock face and pulled myself up.
Brett outstretched his arm. "Do you need help?"
I took his hand and he hoisted me up… not very gently though.
"Shit, are you trying to break my bones"
I said angrily, as he hurt my arms in the process…and because I was pissed at the whole rock-climbing thing in my nice outfit.
I almost stumbled over when he brought me up. But he caught me in his arms, and they were strong arms.
He held me for a second and then he slowly spun me around towards the ocean.
I moved my arms over my chest, as that's where he seemed to want to wrap his arms around.
"Look at this" He said quietly in my ear.
I took my mind off the whole arms being around my chest thing and took the time to see what he meant.
"Wow, there are so many colours"
I said gazing as the lights kinda reflected, bouncing off the gentle waves, hypnotising me.
Then he whispered in my ear. "Starlight, star bright, I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight"
I closed my eyes trying not to think about what Brett's wish might be, as the soft gentle breeze ran across my face and wisped through my hair.
"Do you know what my wish would be, Suze?"
He asked gently, turning me around and holding down my hair which was blowing in the wind.
I was panicking inside. Here I was, alone with this guy, hot surfer guy… who I didn't know all to well, even though he had saved my life, and I had stayed with him that night at the hospital… but still, that didn't mean I wanted to get with the guy.
"I, d-don't know Brett…" was all I could manage to say.
"Just being out here with you… you know, it kinda makes me wish I could…"
Oh crap, he was the typical seventeen-year-old male who just wanted to get layed!
I took a step away from him, and he didn't even try to force me back towards him.
Instead he headed off towards the cliff face.
"…FLY" He finally finished.
OMG, is he suicidal?
"What are you doing?"
I yelled and stepped forward to grab his arm. He turned towards me and looked down at my serious face and smiled with an evil grin.
"I just wanted to see your reaction" He laughed.
"Well, it wasn't funny Brett!" I said turning to leave.
"Leaving already?" he called walking after me.
"Yes, it's getting dark, and I have to be home before 9:00pm" It was a school night and it was mum's rules not to stay out after 9:00pm.
We made our way back to where Brett had park his car. I didn't really feel like talking to him the whole way back and besides, my head was starting to hurt now.
He leaned against the passenger side door and turned to face me.
"Suze, thank you for coming out here with me tonight and all"
Yeah, It was a blast! I felt like saying, but instead I settled with
"Yeah, it was nice".
"Hey, I'm sorry about before…I just, wanted to see if you cared or not"
"I'm not about to let some guy jump of a cliff! Are you insane? What did you think I would think?" I blurted out, all frustrated.
"Some guy? Is that all I am to you… Some guy?"
He looked upset as he took me by the arms, pulled me towards him to close the gap between us.
The dizziness came back all of a sudden, and I grabbed onto Brett's shirt to support me.
"Whoa, take it easy Suze! Don't get all desperate on me"
He wrapped his arms around me. One hand was on the back of my head, holding it against his chest and the other started to wander down to where the space of my back was showing between my top and jeans.
It did feel good, someone caressing me… something I haven't really felt before, but my head was spinning… and I'm sure it wasn't from Brett.
"Brett, my…head…"
"Sssshhh… just relax Suze"
He said as he moved his other hand down to follow his first one, which by now had found its way up my back.
His hands were rubbing my back, beneath my jacket and against my top material.
I let out a sigh of pleasure. I couldn't help it; he made me go all tingly.
He brought his hands out from my back and slowly with one of them tilted my head, so it looked up into his face.
My dizziness suddenly faded as I looked into his big blue eyes.
The gentle wind continued to play with my hair, making the ends gently swirl around in the air.
"You are so beautiful"
Brett whispered as he slowly brought his lips down and kissed me on the forehead.
Not as nicely as Jesse had done once, but still rather sweet.
Then his lips slowly moved down my check, gently rubbing against my skin.
"Brett, I don't think I…"
But it was too late, his lips slowly moved over mine, blocking out the words I was going to say.
It was a gentle kiss, not full on, but it was sweet. He slowly ended the kiss and smiled as he brought his head back up.
My mouth stayed slightly opened; I was in shocked at how good it felt to be kissed.
He gave a soft laugh.
"You liked that huh?" He asked smiling.
I continued to act like a stunned mullet, frozen there.
While one hand started to massage the back of my neck, the other had opened up the back door.
Oh no, I wasn't ready for this yet, I thought.
Then he slowly lowered my black jacket from my shoulders, bringing it down from my arms, rubbing across my skin with his thumb as he went.
He threw the jacket in the back seat of the car.
"You wanna follow it in?"
He asked, smiling down at my bare shoulders as he rubbed them. He could tell by the look on my face, and the way I sort of shivered, that my nerves were getting the better of me.
"I'm a professional massager, you know…" He whispered. "…And your muscles seem tense"
I was feeling rather vulnerable right about now. He smiled and looked into my eyes.
"I'm not gonna do anything you don't want me to…"
Then he guided me into the back seat. I shuffled over to the other side as he followed behind me. He sat sideways on the seat and he turned me gently, with my back facing him.
Then he took my hair in his hands, put it over my right shoulder and immediately started massaging my back.
OMG, I'm telling you it felt damn good! I smiled and moaned silently with pleasure. I was in heaven as I felt his soft hands caressing my skin.
They were not as soft as Jesse's though, and then I thought about what it would be like if it were Jesse doing this to me.
Then I got 'lost' and slipped into an imaginary fantasy thinking that it was actually Jesse who was behind me.
I made pleasurable noises showing that I enjoyed it. Brett realised this and gently moved his arms on my waist and pulled me back into his lap.
As I leant against his masculine body, his hands wandered around to my stomach, slowly starting to make their way under the front of my top.
"Oh Jesse!" I cried out, placing my hands on his.
Brett was too distracted about where his hands were heading that he hadn't realised that I had called him Jesse.
Then I suddenly snapped out of it and realised that this definitely wasn't Jesse. I pulled his hands out from my shirt, when I caught I glimpse at his watch.
"Shit! It's 9:15" I yelled.
I sat up and turned to face him kind of awkwardly.
"I'm sorry Brett, it's just, my parents will…"
"It's Ok, I understand" He interrupted rubbing his hand along my leg.
"Maybe we'll continue some other time, hey?"
I kind of smiled at his remark and stepped out and made my way to the passenger side.
We got into the car and I buckled my seat belt in. Brett just sat there staring out the window for a minute before starting up the ignition.
Finally we arrived home at about 9.26pm and I knew I'd be all right making up a good excuse to my parents…
But Jesse on the other hand, was not one to be fooled.
Brett pulled up outside my house and turned the ignition off.
I started to unbuckle my seat belt, and then I felt his hand on mine. I looked over at his smiling face. He was a good-looking guy… for a surfer. His blonde hair was neat and spiked up at the top.
"One time you should come down to the salon, where I work part time, massaging" He said smiling.
"Um, yeah… that would be cool" I said anxiously wanting to get out of the car.
I got out and opened up the back to reach for my jacket.
As I bent over, I felt Brett's hips push up against my butt and his hands ran slowly down my legs. I was startled and bumped my head against the inside of the car.
He noticed and put a hand over mine and brought me out of the car, turning me around.
I knew Jesse would have been watching this from my window, and boy was I gonna cop an earful!
Brett was still standing so close to me that I was pinned between him and the car.
"Please, Brett, don't ruin this…" I said as I could feel his chest move in on mine.
He backed off a little when I had said that, and I quickly ducked to the side out of his way. I didn't managed to get far before he had grabbed my arm, spun me around and pressed his lips against mine.
I pulled my head back quickly.
"Ok, well, thanks for taking me out tonight, Brett"
I said walked backwards towards the house, holding my jacket in front of my chest.
"We'll do it again sometime, yeah?" He asked giving me a devilish grin.
"Goodnight, Brett" I said reaching the front porch.
"Night, Suze".
I put my jacket back on and stepped inside.
I had explained to mum and Andy that one of the tyres had punctured and we had to change it… causing the time delay. They believed me… I was home in one piece, which was all that mattered.
As I was slowly trudged up the stairs, I really dreaded to think what Jesse was going to say to me. Him being this old-fashioned humble guy and all.
It was all mapped out in my head. I would walk in, grab my Pj's and claim that I was just too tired to talk. Oh well, might as well face up to him.
I slowly opened my door preparing myself for a bunch of Spanish words to be thrown violently in my face. Nothing, it was silent, but he was there on the window seat as I had expected.
I walked towards my dresser noticing that he stayed still, staring out the window, leaving me with the back of his head. I gathered up my Pj's feeling awkward with the whole silent treatment issue happening.
The shower water was so warm as it touched my face and ran down my body.
How come Jesse hadn't gotten mad or yelled profanities at me in Spanish?
He'd only really kind of yelled at me once or twice… the other times were in front of me, but he was always referring to something else.
How come not tonight? When this deserved a yelling at.
Hold on, why should I be yelled at. Brett was nice to me; it's not like he really forced me into sex or anything, really… and so I'm a little bit late? I'm only human.
I don't know, maybe Jesse didn't see what had happened outside after all; maybe he was just staring out of the window… pissed of that I was late… I don't know.
I got changed into the clothes I was wearing to bed and dried my hair with the blow drier.
As I opened up the bathroom door, I was greeted with an all so rude bunch of crap in Spanish.
"No puedo creer que usted se bajó a ese nivel y sueño con el bastardo!" He said, avoiding my gaze and throwing his arms helplessly in the air.Oh well, there go my theories, his emotions finally blew up.
Not that I understood a word of what he was saying… or though I think the 'bastardo' is obviously being used to describe Brett.
I ducked under his waving arms and headed towards my bed.
"Where do you think you're going?" He said annoyed at me not paying attention to him.
"It's not polite to walk off when someone's talking to you"
"Oh, talking… is that what you're calling this episode?" I said in a sarcastic tone and got into bed and sat up.
He stood there and frowned at me.
"You're speaking in another language, man, how am I supposed to listen?" and with that I layed down on my side with my back faced to Jesse.
He walked around to the other side of the bed to face me.
"How could you do this? Did he pressure you?"
What? Did Jesse think that we had sex or something?
"Jessie…"
I sat up and tried to but in, but he it didn't look like he cared what I had to say.
"You've only just met the guy for heaven sake!"
He continued and turned his tone down as he sat on my bed.
"I thought I knew you better. I thought you had dignity… in yourself. Self-respect… for your body… I thought you stood up for yourself."
I looked at him, mortified…
"Jessie…"
I tried to talk again as I reached out and took hold of his hands. He quickly moved his hands out from my grasp as if mine were on fire.
"Fine then, I won't talk to you!" I yelled and threw myself down, pulling the covers up.
"Susannah… Look, I…" He started. Then he made a frustrated/furious sound and got up.
"Well I hope for your sake that he used protection!"
He declared, starting to turn his back on me.
"The only thing I need protection from right now, is you! I muttered.
"Usted es tan grosero!"
He turned back around and said sternly with his hands on his hips looking over at me huddled up in my covers.
"There you go again," I sighed closing my eyes.
"You are so rude!" He said frustrated and walked off to the window seat to read his book."I hate you" I said under my breath, which I shouldn't have, cause he heard and that pissed him off even more.
He slammed the book hard and stared icily at me.
I knew he was about to say something else, but what ever it was, he managed to hold it back.
Then I layed back and tried to think of happy thoughts like my kiss with Brett and the way that he had touched me. I shivered and closed my eyes.
He wouldn't talk to me the next morning, until I was just about to leave.
"Don't go to the mall this afternoon… We don't want any more accidents"
He muttered, avoiding my gaze.
"Oh, don't you worry Jesse… 'Accidents' don't occur in the same place twice!" I said icily.
"Oh, and Jesse…"
I said brightly, turning around just before opening the door.
"Just for your information, Brett and I did not do it last night!"
I winced at him, clearly highlighting the 'not', and left before he had time to say anything.