The point of no return

Chapter 1

I'm not sure who I should choose, my boyfriend or the boy I am falling in love with. Adrian, the sexy boy I have been dreaming of since I met him; or Don, the boy who wants me to be his wife. Don does have his own appeal, don't get me wrong, he is mildly attractive, muscular, and fit, although he is kind of a muscle head. But Adrian, Adrian is all that but so much more. He has a lanky build, nice complexion, amazing eyes, and a smile that melts me. Adrian's voice is what makes him though, he has the deepest, richest voice that drips from his mouth like smooth, melted chocolate. They both want me, but here is the big secret, I also have a girlfriend. Don thinks Adrian is only nice because he is dating me, when in actuality, he is trying to steal me. My heart wants them all but I know I can only have one of them.
This all started at the beginning of the Christmas season last year. Don and I were shopping when I blindly walked into an employee. "S..sorry sir, I wasn't watching where I was walking." I plea as I attempt to pull myself up. A hand comes down and helps me to my feet, "No worries. You must be Amenata, Don's owner," a set of emarld green eyes wink at me as I look up. "Oh, funny man. If by owner, you mean girlfriend then yes. Amenata this is-," Don is interrupted by the employee, "Adrian is my name dear. Amenata is a fitting name for such a stunning girl." This was the first time he flashed me that smile, the smile that breaks me down so well. "Stop flirting with my girlfriend. She is taken you know." Don jokes around, hugging me and smiling. "And what a lucky woman she is to have you," Adrian jeers at Don. Don scowls and walks on. I begin to follow but I am pulled back. I look to see a slim, devious smile on Adrian's face. He lets go and I scamper to find Don, neglecting to notice the phone number in my hand.
We finish our shopping and head out of the store. I get in the car and wait for Don to drive off. Once we start we sit silently for a bit, listening to Christmas music on the radio. I break the silence, " Who exactly was that?" Don smiles and replies, " Adrian and I have been friends since childhood. He always was there for me. Oh, and pay no mind to the way he talks, he is a naturally flirty person." I smile and start to sing along to the music. Once we got home, I go lay on the bed as Don starts dinner. I look at the phone number and notice the message below it, "I get off at 8. Feel free to text me then." I lay there as a burning feeling rises in my chest. Why would he want me to text? I think for a few minutes and come to the conclusion he only wants to talk because I am his friend's girlfriend. I get up to check on Don and figure out what we were eating tonight.