me & tomfoolery

All My Love pt. 4 | Donte DiVincenzo Short Story

One day left. Paige would be leaving tomorrow and it felt like there was a weight on Donte's chest. He didn't want her to leave, he didn't like that she had been moping around the past two days. It was another off day and he wanted to take advantage of that.

Normally when she would go back home, he would be fine. He would spend as much time as he could, and if he didn't have practice, he would take her to the airport. He wasn't interested in that at all now.

"Pai, you wanna get pizza?" He offered stepping into the guest bedroom. When she didn't answer, he climbed into bed to tap her. "Pai?"

Paige yawned, signally she was previously sleep. Turning to face him she blinked a few times, "What's up?"

"Wanted to know if you were hungry. Asked if you wanted pizza."

"If it's not too much, could you make some chicken penne?" Donte didn't cook often but she absolutely loved when he made anything pasta related, especially an alla vodka dish.

"Anything you want, I got you Paige." Instinctively he kisses her, hopping out of bed to go cook.

He's never done that before.

Paige taps her lips, still feeling the tingle of what once was there. Donte kissed her, like it was normal. She was now confused, stuck and couldn't move out of bed. It reminded her of the incident in Tokyo.

Flashback

Donte had enjoyed a night out at dinner with the guys, maybe a little too much. He definitely was a little more than tipsy, and due to him being tired after their first game, he really didn't expect it to hit him like this. He stumbled into the room, taking off his clothes as he approached the bed. Paige had fallen asleep, she had a long night herself after the game and knew she needed to rest before the next day.

His arms were now tightly around her waist as he got in bed. Usually they would sleep apart, but this was a short window of time where she was single and in his mind he didn't need to feel guilty for holding her how he desired.
Two weeks prior she had broken up with Anthony and she felt great. He was doing him anyways. That was part of the reason she got on a plane and went to Japan.

Donte started with kissing her shoulder. Paige stirred a bit but didn't feel the need to wake up. As he got more comfortable, she relaxed fully attempting to go back into REM sleep.

After an hour or so, Donte had been in a good dream or extremely bold because he was now playing with the bottom of her shorts. His hands traveling up shirt lightly caressing her under boob before tweaking her nipple. Paige felt everything that was happening, she felt conflicted for enjoying it. She was fresh out of a relationship and Donte was her best friend. His hands on her skin felt absolutely great though.

As Donte's hands traveled down her lower stomach to reach her shorts, that's when she stopped him. The sudden movement woke Donte up, distancing himself.

They haven't spoken about that moment since. That was six months ago.

••••

Donte had all of the ingredients needed to make the pasta. If he didn't, he would go out to get it. Currently in a black wife beater and grey sweats, he danced around the kitchen to one of her playlists.

"Paige!" He called after her. Donte needed her to play taste tester. She entered the open area in one of his t-shirts and her hair out of the bun it was previously in. He had to do a double take because he couldn't tell if she had anything on under that shirt.

"What do you need Tae?" She asked leaning against the counter.

You.

"I needed you to sample the sauce." He places the wooden spoon in front of her lips. After licking the contents of the spoon she hums, enjoying the taste. "It's really good."