Unexpected First Love

Chapter 12 - Sunday-funday

I felt a soft touch on my skin which trailed down my arm. It felt so gentle thought I was dreaming and didn't want to wake up from it.

"Tamika." The voice was so soothing, it was just right for touch I'm feeling. I inhaled and let out a a deep breath.

"Hmm." My eyes were still shut, just letting the soft touch move up and down my arm.

"You have to wake up." The voice chuckled.

"Nooo," I moaned, "you're interrupting my dream." The touch stopped and my eyes flew open. And there was Micheal, sitting on the edge of my bed, looking down on me. I rolled my eyes.

"Good morning Tamika." He smiled.

"Good morning Michael. Now tell me how long have you been here watching me?"

"Well," he paused, "a few minutes ago. No. You know what, maybe an hour or so." He grinned.

"You know what," I held up my hand towards him, " I don't think I want to know. Weirdo." I sat up as I rubbed my eyes.

"How I felt." He held his chest.

"Quite fine. Now where are the others?" I hit him with a pillow.

"In the kitchen. Downstairs."

"I know where the kitchen is, like really?"

"Can you be nice to me at least once?" There was a hint of hurt in his voice.

"You don't think I'm nice?" I held my chest.

"Nope."

"Ok. How'd you sleep Michael?"

"Well apart from you kicking me. It was good."

I put my hand over my mouth and laughed. Trust me, you have no idea that I was aware of kicking you. I said in my mind.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing." I tried trying to stop laughing. "It's just that I've never slept with a stranger in my bed." I lied. Well it actually wasn't a lie, it was just not the reason I was laughing.

"Well that's a first for you. I've never slept with a girl and had no sex with her. So yeah." He scratched his head.

"Man-whore." I got up off the bed and stretched.

"What..." He opened his arms and whinned.

"Have you ever thought of getting a check up to see if you're clean or even is a father. I recommend you do." His face went kinda pale for a second, he wasn't expecting that comment. Good. I walked out of the room and headed downstairs to the kitchen. I heard footstep coming behind me.

"Yes I'm clean and I'm not a father. Yes I have checked." He spoke through gritted teeth.

"Hmm." I didn't bother turning around to look at him.

"You are one unnerving young lady, aren't you?" He pulled me and pushed me up against the wall when we got downstairs.

"Yes I am." I gasped. "You got a problem with that?"

"Nope. Well maybe a Lil." He caressed my face. "Do you know you're gorgeous?"

I realised I was biting my bottom lip unconsciously and  before it his lips were on mine and his tongue begging entry into my mouth. I kissed him back. He held my face firmly as he kissed me, his body pinning me to the wall and my arms were wrapped around his neck. The heat between us became usual to me, so ignored it.