Unexpected you

Chapter 20

Ugh! Why is this apartment always full of people? I yell into my pillow. There's so much chaos outside of my door, and Elaina is already yelling at her son, and those who spent the night and are now fighting over the damn bathroom. Perhaps I should go out there and assist in crowd control, or atleast help make breakfast. I bring the covers over my head. Do I really want to go out there and deal with that hectic environment? Hell no! I'm not even sure that I'm ready to start my day just yet.

I got back home pretty late last night, three twenty seven am to be exact, and I didn't necessarily go straight to bed. These days, I find it difficult to fall asleep and there's nights where I only get three hours of solid rest. I will have to make a Doctors appointment soon, to discuss this out of control insomnia that I've been experiencing.

Anyway, last night, I just kept thinking about the conversation that Lucas and I had on the car ride home. Yes—Lucas and I finally had the "sex talk", and agreed that tonight would be the night. It was a unavoidable conversation, since It had become so evident to us both, that we desired so much more. I sigh. I still feel Lucas's mouth on my  breast, as  he pressed against me and his dick grew so hard that I swear I heard him yelp in pain. But— In between two high rise buildings in the middle of downtown was not the place to do anything, so we stopped ourselves, got back into the car, and drove in silence. Well— until Lucas pulled over so that we could discuss what had just happened.

Yesterday morning, Elaina informed me that she would be leaving for Wisconsin with her parents this afternoon, and she won't be back until Wednesday night. I smile as I acknowledge my luck. I can't ignore how convenient this is. Really... the timing couldn't be more perfect. Sofie is going to be at Shawn's until Monday morning, so I'll be in this apartment all alone. If ever I desired the place to myself, it's now.

I can't wait to be here alone with Lucas, but I admit, I'm nervous about taking this next step. So much so that I can't seem to control this excessive shaking, as I mentally prepare for this possible next step in our relationship. But... I want this more than I ever wanted anything else in my life. Breathe Cheyenne—Breathe.

I find myself going into panic mode and shaking like crazy, and I try and focus on breathing, but I'm just too nervous. And it doesn't help that I only have six hours to prepare. I'm sure that would be plenty of time for anyone else, but not for me. Not when it's been so long since I've had sex, and I'm not as experienced as I want to be.

I heard from Elaina and Diane before, that Lucas has had plenty of one night stands, and even a short affair with an older woman just last summer. Those facts never bothered me before, but suddenly, they do. How will I ever compare to an older more experienced woman? I guess I'm worried I might not be good, or close to what Lucas will expect. As I sit and sip on my coffee, trying to deal with all of these random thoughts going through my head, I realize something key. I'm about to sleep with someone who has slept with many many women. Not something I ever saw myself doing, and I hope I never regret it.

Im aware that Lucas has been labeled a player by many, but according to Diane, Lucas is a great guy and definitely not who people make him out to be. He just isn't interested in having a committed relationship at the moment, and I guess that's ok. He's still young with no responsibilities but taking care of himself. Why shouldn't he have as much fun as he's able to. Diane also happens to know two of the girls Lucas had a thing with, and mentioned being told by them that the hook ups happened consensually. Just fun—nothing serious. That puts me more at ease.

Jeez, I shouldn't put so much thought into this. Pleasure—it's just a night of pleasure, Cheyenne. I'll be ok, and of course I'll use protection. This night is going to be about gaining new experiences. About giving myself the things that I want and need. About having fun. About being free.

Cheyenne! Would you like some breakfast? Elaina yells outside my bedroom door, and breaks me away from my mental struggles. Sure, I'll be right there. I really should get out of bed anyway. There's so much to do before tonight. I have to clean my room, shave my legs and wash my hair, and I'm thinking a sexy, lacy bra and panty set is a purchase that I need to make today. I also want to place thicker curtains on my window, because I'm not completely okay with Lucas seeing every inch of my body just yet. Wearing a crop top and small shorts is one thing, being completely naked is another. Sure.... I've gained plenty of confidence being with Lucas, but being pregnant with Sofie caused stretch marks in places I never thought possible. Who knew those long shiny lines on the side of my ass would still be there two years later.

It's twelve fifteen pm when Elaina gets a phone call from her father, and immediately I can sense there's a problem. Is there anything I can do to help, Dad? I hear her ask as I enter the bathroom. No worries Dad, we'll postpone it until next week. I hear her say. Is the trip canceled? I wonder as I listen in on the rest of Elaina's phone conversation.

Is everything okay with your Dad? I asked as soon as I noticed that she was done with her call. He had to postpone the trip due to some plumbing issues he was having. The entire basement is flooded and he's freaking out!  Oh no. I do hope everything goes okay for Mr Ortega, but now I have to let Lucas know that we won't be having an empty apartment tonight after all. I really was looking forward to having this moment with him. Being intimate with Lucas had been all I desired for the past week. Perhaps this is a sign. Is this a sign? Fucking hell!  Why can't all this just be simple and easy?

Lucas? I say into the phone the moment someone answered. Hey baby, what's up? My heart flutters. I just love it when he calls me baby. It makes me feel so giddy. Elaina's trip was postponed. Oh, ok. He replies. Disappointment clear in his voice. Well, I wanted to let you know before you started to head this way. I know we had plans tonight. I say in a low tone. I'm sure he can sense the disappointment in my voice as well. Well I can't say that I wasn't looking forward to tonight, Cheyenne, but it's ok. We'll have another chance to be together. He says. And although I'm disappointed, my heart and stomach calms.

I hate that we have to hide from everyone. That I just can't take him into my room to do whatever we please. It's all bullshit and I'm so fucking frustrated over it. But it is what it is and I have to do whatever it takes to keep my life drama free. My relationship or fling with Lucas, whatever this is, has to remain a secret so I should be content with the way things are.

Seven o'clock rolls around pretty quickly and I can already hear the familiar voices in my neighborhood. The usual gang is out. Playing basketball, laughing, and listening to music. Before heading outside to join my friends, I spray on some perfume and take one last look in the mirror to make sure I'm looking as good as I intended. I am, and so off I go to join the fun.

The usual people are out, but I don't see Lucas at all. He did say he would come by tonight regardless of our ruined plans, and I hope he doesn't change his mind. I would still love to see him either way. Would you like a beer, Chy? I hear a voice from behind me ask. Jason—It's been a while! I say hugging my friend. Because his new girlfriend has a tight leash on him! Steve says and playfully jabs Jason on the side. Fuck you! I do what I want, when I want! Jason responded. Sure, sure. As long as your girl says it's okay, right? Tony says. And we all break out into laughter.

As the boys continue to bust each other's balls, I take a moment to look around for Lucas, and there he is. Standing at the doorway of the bar across the street talking to some older lady who I believe to be the bar owner's wife. Oh my—is she also the older lady he slept with?

Damn! I wish the girls had never shared that piece of information with me, because I'm starting to feel slightly jealous and stupid all at once. But can you blame me? Look at him— he's so fucking hot. Especially when he wears that white T-shirt that shows off his muscles in the best way possible. It's hard, not to look, but If I continue to gawk at him this way, someone will surely notice. I'm so glad that he decided to come by tonight. It gives us an opportunity to be around each other and everyone else as "friends". This is important because our friends need to believe that there's nothing going on between us. I need them all, especially Jason, to think that Ive moved on from my little obsession with Lucas.