Kristen smiled. She was probably happy that her boyfriend and best friend were finally meeting each other.
As Troy turned to face me I had to wonder what it was that Kris saw in him. Not that I was one to talk in light of my current track record of one hundred percent failed relationships. Troy just wasn’t the type of guy I remembered Kris favoring.
He wasn’t exactly handsome, but he wasn’t unattractive either, he was... pretty would be the most accurate. He had an almost delicate appearance; long slender fingers, silky blonde hair, soft facial features that had a definite feminine cast, and full lips that most women would be jealous of.
I was.
His eyes though... they were so light, yellow or gold depending on the angle, and they were piercing. The smile that touched his lips never entered his eyes and I was rooted to the spot. It felt like what a mouse must feel when facing down a cat.
The moment passed far beyond the point of awkward before he extended his too long fingers as if to shake my hand. “Pleased to meet you Jen, Kris has told me all about you.” His voice was out of place with his appearance, gruff with a quiet intensity.
Hesitantly I took his hand. “Nice to meet you too, sadly Kris hasn’t told me much about you.”
“Well, Kris does like her secrets.” His smirk managed to make me feel even more uncomfortable. What was Kris thinking? This guy is a total creep!
“I’m right here guys,” Kristen said flatly as she looked at me with questions in her eyes. I hoped I wasn’t obvious with my unease.
Troy released my hand and, with a quick laugh, pulled Kristen into his arms. “And now you’re right here!”
Feeling like my eyes were going to roll right out of my head I stifled a groan. At least his laugh seemed genuine, though his gaze lingered on me even with Kris in his arms. Goosebumps pebbled my skin under his scrutiny. Maybe he was wearing contacts?
“Listen, you guys head out and I’ll wrap up here. It won’t take long and clearly you two need to get a room.” The image of Troy naked came unbidden to my mind and I had to fight back a wave of laughter. Poor Kristen, I bet he cries uncontrollably after every orgasm. A giggle escaped me despite my best restraint.
“Nice try Jen, but you’re coming out with us,” she said, pushing Troy away from her.
So much for Operation: Feeble Attempt At Not Going To The Club. Direct approach it is. “Kris, please... not tonight. I really just don’t feel like it, ok?”
Kristen stared into my eyes, drew in a deep breath, and exhaled in a quick burst out of her mouth. “Fine,” she sighed, “but you can’t dodge me forever, you need to move on in your life and I’m determined to see you happy again.” Grinning, she added in an undertone, “even if it makes you miserable.”
I smiled in spite of myself, Kris really did just want me to be happy. “Gee thanks Kris, you’re the bestest ! Seriously though, you guys go have fun.”
Troy stepped over next to Kristen again, catching her attention. “Actually Kris, I was hoping we could talk tonight. You can’t keep avoiding me, either.”
Something passed between the two of them and Kristen nodded, though she looked annoyed. “Well, so much for my grand plans for the night. Are you sure you’re fine, Jen?”
“Yeah, I’ll see you here tomorrow.”
“Bright and early.” Kristen said as she pulled me into a tight hug. “Well... early at least.”
Troy chuckled and held Kristen’s hand as they walked out. Holding the door for her he cast a glance back at me with his disturbing eyes before following her out into the early evening.
Not quite how I saw that happening when I had planned it, but at least I’m not going to a club. Glancing around at the mess the store was in, I fought down a sigh.
Definitely not my best plan.
Chapter Two
Jen
I t took longer to finish up than I had led Kris to believe, but my recent obsession with cleaning and neatness paid off. I was getting
As Troy turned to face me I had to wonder what it was that Kris saw in him. Not that I was one to talk in light of my current track record of one hundred percent failed relationships. Troy just wasn’t the type of guy I remembered Kris favoring.
He wasn’t exactly handsome, but he wasn’t unattractive either, he was... pretty would be the most accurate. He had an almost delicate appearance; long slender fingers, silky blonde hair, soft facial features that had a definite feminine cast, and full lips that most women would be jealous of.
I was.
His eyes though... they were so light, yellow or gold depending on the angle, and they were piercing. The smile that touched his lips never entered his eyes and I was rooted to the spot. It felt like what a mouse must feel when facing down a cat.
The moment passed far beyond the point of awkward before he extended his too long fingers as if to shake my hand. “Pleased to meet you Jen, Kris has told me all about you.” His voice was out of place with his appearance, gruff with a quiet intensity.
Hesitantly I took his hand. “Nice to meet you too, sadly Kris hasn’t told me much about you.”
“Well, Kris does like her secrets.” His smirk managed to make me feel even more uncomfortable. What was Kris thinking? This guy is a total creep!
“I’m right here guys,” Kristen said flatly as she looked at me with questions in her eyes. I hoped I wasn’t obvious with my unease.
Troy released my hand and, with a quick laugh, pulled Kristen into his arms. “And now you’re right here!”
Feeling like my eyes were going to roll right out of my head I stifled a groan. At least his laugh seemed genuine, though his gaze lingered on me even with Kris in his arms. Goosebumps pebbled my skin under his scrutiny. Maybe he was wearing contacts?
“Listen, you guys head out and I’ll wrap up here. It won’t take long and clearly you two need to get a room.” The image of Troy naked came unbidden to my mind and I had to fight back a wave of laughter. Poor Kristen, I bet he cries uncontrollably after every orgasm. A giggle escaped me despite my best restraint.
“Nice try Jen, but you’re coming out with us,” she said, pushing Troy away from her.
So much for Operation: Feeble Attempt At Not Going To The Club. Direct approach it is. “Kris, please... not tonight. I really just don’t feel like it, ok?”
Kristen stared into my eyes, drew in a deep breath, and exhaled in a quick burst out of her mouth. “Fine,” she sighed, “but you can’t dodge me forever, you need to move on in your life and I’m determined to see you happy again.” Grinning, she added in an undertone, “even if it makes you miserable.”
I smiled in spite of myself, Kris really did just want me to be happy. “Gee thanks Kris, you’re the bestest ! Seriously though, you guys go have fun.”
Troy stepped over next to Kristen again, catching her attention. “Actually Kris, I was hoping we could talk tonight. You can’t keep avoiding me, either.”
Something passed between the two of them and Kristen nodded, though she looked annoyed. “Well, so much for my grand plans for the night. Are you sure you’re fine, Jen?”
“Yeah, I’ll see you here tomorrow.”
“Bright and early.” Kristen said as she pulled me into a tight hug. “Well... early at least.”
Troy chuckled and held Kristen’s hand as they walked out. Holding the door for her he cast a glance back at me with his disturbing eyes before following her out into the early evening.
Not quite how I saw that happening when I had planned it, but at least I’m not going to a club. Glancing around at the mess the store was in, I fought down a sigh.
Definitely not my best plan.
Chapter Two
Jen
I t took longer to finish up than I had led Kris to believe, but my recent obsession with cleaning and neatness paid off. I was getting
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