Forever Yours: How it all Began

Chapter 9

After two hours, my hair is done in a cute twist out style with a decorative sparkling clamp tucked behind my ear. I'm wearing a pair of black tuxedo shorts with a red sequin tank top and black mid sleeve petal blazer. My outfit is complete with a pair of Jessica Simpson patent leather black 5 inch heels and a red clutch. I brushed a little mascara on my lashes, added some brown/black liner to my lids and brown champagne gloss on my lips. When I was satisfied with the whole ensemble, I checked myself out in my full length mirror. Winking at myself, I was ready to let loose and have some fun.

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"My feet hurt!"

I screamed to LaShae hoping she could hear me over the loud music. We have been on the dance floor for the last 10 songs. The DJ's playlist is on and poppin tonight.

"Winch, Nobody told you to wear those heels!" Yelled LaShae.

I just rolled my eyes and started to make my way to our VIP section. My parents gave me the money to have a VIP section set up which included buffet styled finger foods consisting of wings, chips with several types of dips, cheese, crackers, a variety of fruits, 4 bottles of Stella Rosa Red and a keg. LaShae purchased cupcakes for our sweets. 

As I approach my table, I see Andre entering the club. He walks over to me and grabs me for a hug. I had no idea he was coming, figuring he would have gone back to Dallas to be with Macy.

"I didn't know you were coming." I stated.

"Do you think I would miss celebrating my girl's graduation? What friend would do that?"

"Well I guess a real friend wouldn't miss it." I responded.

I told Andre I was going to sit down for a minute because my feet were hurting from dancing in heels for so long. He walked to the booth with me. I slid in and sat next to the wall and he sat beside me. I took off my shoes so that I could wiggle my toes a little.  They felt like they had been deprived of blood flow. 

Andre pulled my legs up across his leg and started to massage my feet. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. Oh it felt so good. When I realized how I probably looked, I opened my eyes and Andre was looking at me with that sexy ass smile. Why does he do this to me? Panty pudding alert!

"Andre you don't have to do that."

"It's ok, Tahleea. I can tell that it feels good by the way you looked to be having an orgasm."

Feeling embarrassed, I hit him on his arm. We both started laughing.

"I don't want your woman walking in to see you massaging your ex's feet."

"That's not about to happen. You don't have to worry about Macy."

"Oh I'm not worried about her in the least. I just don't want her whooping your ass because you are massaging another woman's feet."

I cracked up laughing after my statement.

"First, nobody is whooping my ass. Second, I'm a grown man. Third, if I want to massage my friend's feet, I can."

"Oh, so you got it like that huh?" I asked.

"Yes I do."

"Well I can tell you that if I was your woman, I don't care if she's a friend or not, you wouldn't be massaging another woman's feet."

"And I can tell you that if you were my woman, I wouldn't massage another woman's feet regardless of whether she was a friend or not. I would be all about you."

He stopped massaging my feet but kept them propped up on his leg. He moved closer to me and brought his lips to my ear.

"If Tahleea was my woman, she would get more than just a foot massage."

I turned my head towards him. Looking from his eyes to his lips, I licked my lips and released a silent sigh. Keeping his lips close to mine, he looked into my eyes.

"Did I tell you how beautiful and sexy you are? If we weren't just friends, we'd have to leave this club so you could show me what's under your outfit." 

"Andre, don't do this."

"Do what?"

"Talk to me like that. I agreed to work on our friendship, but you're flirting with me.You know that I still care for you, I fell for you, but I can't allow us to go any further than just be friends."

Our lips still so close, Andre raised his hand to my chin and started kissing me. At first, I didn't reciprocate, but those feelings for him quickly started flowing back. I grabbed him by the back of his neck. Our tongues met and it was so good. I missed the taste of him, he turned more so he could comfortably face me. His hands are now running up the front of my shirt and under my bra. 

He starts massaging my right breast and we deepen our kiss. My lady part starts to ache and that's when I come to my senses. I pulled back and shifted my legs back under the table to search for my shoes. I've got to get out of here. I can't be trusted to be around Andre. I'll only fall back into the place that took me a year to vacate. I put on my shoes and ask Andre to let me out of the booth. He wouldn't move. He just kept looking at me, not saying a word. Again, with more force, I tell him to let me out of the booth. He finally speaks.

"Tahleea I thought I could be around you and not want more, but I can't. I'm not going to lie and say I'm sorry for kissing you. To be honest, I want more than just a friendship. I want you to be mine." 

Oh no. This can't be happening.

"Andre how can you say that when you have a wife or whatever she is to you, at home? And when you had me, you wanted her."

"Macy isn't anything to me."

"You don't have to lie to me Andre. She's at least a friend with benefits. You don't just take a girl with you to be a part of one of the most important events in your life and tell me it's nothing there. You took her and left me to watch everything play out on the big screen. Now I'm supposed to pick up where you left me? Andre I was so hurt. You made me question my worth. I fell hard for you. You were going to be the first for me. I worked my body and mind to exhaustion to keep from thinking of you.  As much as I would like to sit here and say yes to starting over as a couple, I can't. And now I'm questioning if we should be friends because obviously we still have strong feelings for one another. I can't and I won't be a friend with benefits. I'm worth more and I deserve more."

"Tahleea, Macy and I were never a couple. Yes she was a friend with benefits. There was never a love connection with us. The day you left me in the parking lot at the Waffle House, I went back to Dallas. After our evening practice, I went home and told her that we couldn't continue being together. She left but it didn't last. I had needs and I just didn't want to be with just anyone, so I called her to come back. And just like always, she was willing to come back. I know what I did wasn't right. That night at the draft, I imagined you being there with me. When Macy and I got together later that night, I envisioned that I was making love to you. Being the first to taste you. The first to reside in your secret garden. But I was fucking Macy just to get off. But if you're concerned about my feelings for Macy, there aren't any. It was strictly dick to pussy and that's it." 

I took in everything he said and tried to process it. I just shook my head. Again I asked to be let out of the booth. This time, Andre got out of the seat allowing me to slide out of the booth.  As I tried to walk off, he grabbed me by the arm. I looked at him to see his pleading eyes.

"Tahleea, don't let what we can have go. I want you. I need you."

My head started hurting just thinking about what had just transpired. I told Andre that we'd talk later and I was going to find LaShae to let her know I was going home.  He let go of my arm and made me promise I would call him. He said he would be staying at a nearby hotel and wanted to see me again before he would have to go back to Dallas to begin training.