midnight blues: a short story

thank you for staying with me

i rushed over to his house as soon as possible while i knocked on his door. he once again, trudged down the stairs as he unlocked it for me.

"oh hey julia! thank you for staying with me." he smiled

"you're more than welcome." i nodded, hugging my best friend of 12 years.

he looked me in my chocolate eyes, wearing a sad smile as i rubbed his shoulder, "oh hon, what's wrong?"

"i miss her." he cried, pulling me close.

"shhh shh there there i know it's hard but it's ok. you're grieving." i reasoned rubbing his back as he wept on me.

"spend the night julia." he said in between sobs.

"i will hon." i smiled, "ill stay on the couch." i added on with a pat on his back.

"no no. please sleep with me?" he pulled away to give me puppy dog eyes. he had never looked at me like that, but it pierced my heart.

"you got it." i beamed.

he gently grinned as he kissed my cheek, "you've always been so good to me."

"what are friends for?" i winked, making him blush.

he pulled away to go make his bed as i showered. after i showered, i slipped into his bed as he scooted closer to me.

i gulped a bit as he sat in close proximity to me. our dark eyes met while he laid his head on my shoulder, "you're so warm."

"well i did just come out of the shower." i giggled while he placed an ice cold hand on my thigh. i jumped a bit at the sudden contact, while george slipped his eyes close.

"so," he began as he crept his hand up my thigh, "warm." he blushed, reaching my heat.

"g-george...what are you doing?" i breathed out while he mumbled,

"i'm so tired of midnight blues." he mumbled, slipping a finger into my lacy panties.

i gasped at the feeling while george opened his eyes, moving my chin to his face as he kissed my lips passionately, laying me down on the bed.