Legacy Diaries

Rafael's Diary Entry No. 7

Rafael's Room
Rafael's Diary Entry

"What is it?!" I asked on guard, quickly getting to my feet, looking around the room, starting with the door.

"Lizzie!" Josie replied, fixing her hair in a hurry. "Where's your mirror?"

"What about Lizzie?" I inquired, confused, walking to my closet and, through the opened door, pulled out the mirror stand from the closed side, while Josie got off the bed and put on her slippers, and placed it about two to three feet in front of her, calm now that I had an idea of what was going on.

"She probably knows that our godmother bumped into me with you," she said, looking at herself via the mirror as she worked on her hair with her fingers. "And she's likely wondering where I am and why I'm taking this long to get back to our room."

"What are you going to tell her?" I inquired, standing beside the mirror, unable to take my eyes off her, imagining what she looked like under the bathrobe even though I didn't take the chance to look when she gave it to me. A part of me was mad at me for that, another part was proud.

"Definitely not the truth," Josie responded decidedly, reminding me that she wasn't Cassie, though I didn't need the reminder.

I just found myself noting the difference between them, and it seemed the thought distracted me long enough to not notice that Josie was done working on her hair and now moved towards fixing her bathrobe. She seemed to not mind my presence and the fact that I was standing right in front of her, just beside the mirror, because she undid the belt and bathrobe, and she opened it wide to reveal-um… to reveal-err… Why did I decline seeing her naked again? I must have been out of my mind because wow!

The beautiful and arousing sight didn't last long enough before it was covered by the bathrobe as quickly as it was uncovered, but the image was burned in my mind, leaving me feeling less proud and more regretful of my earlier decision as Josie secured the belt around her waist before she fixed her hair one last time and then looked at me.

"How do I look?" She asked, spinning around.

It was a simple question, and the answer should have been easy to come by, but I just looked at her and swallowed, my throat dry and my pants restrictive.

"Raf," Josie tried to gain my attention when I didn't say anything.

"Huh?" Was my unintelligent reply, one that could be expected from someone who just saw a naked girl for the first time.

"How do I look?" The question was repeated.

"Great!" I finally answered, meeting her eyes with a nod, shifting my stance to obscure my erection. "Do you wax or do you use a spell or something?"

"What?" Josie asked, confused, but only for a moment as her eyes widened a fraction with realisation of what I was talking about. "What happened to keeping your eyes up here?"

She pointed to her eyes, a little shy, but not embarassed as she had a teasing smile at my expense. She was definitely the most confident girl I've ever known when it came to her looks and that was attractive, the confidence enhanced her attractiveness.

"You said I can look," I reminded her as I approached, and stopped within arm's reach. "Can I touch?"

Josie closed the distance we had and stopped short of half an inch from my lips, arms around my neck.

"What happened to working for it?" She inquired with a whisper as my arms closed around her waist.

I began to sway side to side a little, and because I was holding her by her waist, Josie joined me. With every step, I transitioned us into a casual hold box step slow dance, our eyes locked on each other for the nth time today. I didn't have this much eye contact in such a short period with anyone, but I liked it. It made things feel intimate, especially when we looked in each other's eyes as she orgasmed. That was very intimate and sensual.

"I have to go," my dance partner reminded me, but didn't let go.

"A few hours ago, I would have stepped on your feet enough times for you to drop me as your date by now," I revealed honestly.

"So, this is the 'thing' you had with Hope," Josie realised after a moment, sounding a little relieved.

"Yeah," I confirmed, proud of how far I have come in just a few hours. I just hoped I didn't screw it up by getting distracted, lose step and step on her feet, but I was comfortable in my foot work to worry too much after Nimue corrected my mistakes.

"So, everything is good between you two?" Josie followed up, and I hummed my confirmation.

"Are you cool with Hope being my wingman tonight?" I inquired, recalling that she didn't voice her feelings about my wingman.

"It depends," she replied, easily keeping in step with me. "But let's not talk about Hope right now."

"OK," was my response as I internally wondered if I made a mistake making Hope my wingman. "What do you want to talk about?"

"I know that you like me and you know that I like you," Josie started by pointing out, to my nod, my heart picking up pace. "What now? What are we going to do? And what about Lizzie?"

I had a clear picture of what my future looked like one month and a half ago. I had that clear picture with Cassie because it was our future, and then I ended it with my anger and jealousy. I haven't had a picture of what my future looks like since, not even a blur. The only plan I had was staying at the school so that Landon could find me if things didn't go well for him, apart from that, I didn't really have anything planned.

Josie's questions confronted me about the future, my future, and I was afraid of including her in it despite, or maybe, because I liked her. I understood where Hope was coming from with the loner thing she had going on. As much as I didn't want to admit it, a part of me was glad that Landon was far away from me for his own good. But being alone was not something I wanted.

I was not the loner type, that was probably one of the reasons I welcomed Lizzie's advance and made sure that we didn't just have a quickie. It was definitely the reason I embraced the pack after I found out that Landon left and didn't want to be found. I was not a loner, but I couldn't bear discussing the future with Josie, the thought reminded me too much of Cassie, but I couldn't shut the door on a potential future between us either.

"How about we don't think about what we're gonna do and just let things happen?" I proposed, finding a middle ground.

"And Lizzie?" Josie questioned just as I thought I escaped answering her last question.

"Don't think about it," Lizzie's parting words from earlier echoed in my head, and I was pretty sure that she said them on purpose.

They were a reminder of last night and teased a repeat tonight in my room, I was sure of it as the kiss she left me with left no doubt. Now, I was faced with the decision of whether to tell Josie or keep Lizzie's planned visit to my room tonight a secret. Going back to last night, it was a mistake, I knew that, but the mistake shed some light on the person Lizzie was beyond her first impression. Still…

"I don't like her like that," I told the honest truth. I was sexually attracted to Lizzie, I couldn't deny that, or tell Josie, but I like liked Josie. "And she's your sister."

"Who you slept with after we kissed," Josie reminded me pointedly with a frown, and we came to a halt. "What are the chances that you'll sleep with her again if our votes don't align again?"

Could I guarantee that I will never sleep with Lizzie again?

"Don't think about it," echoed in my head once again.

"I didn't…" I began to deny and correct Josie about why I hooked up with Lizzie, but stopped myself with a sigh. We all had our insecurities, I had mine and she had her own, with good reason. "If you want me just for yourself and no other girl romantically and sexually, tell me and I'll be all yours while we see where things are going between us."

"I want you just for myself and no other girl, especially Lizzie, romantically and sexually," Josie told me without missing a beat.

"I'm all yours then," I replied, smiling a little, until I remembered Penelope, so I added. "But I want you to be exclusive to me too. No other boys or girls for you but me."

"We're exclusive to each other then," Josie responded, smiling, satisfied with the conclusion.

I was satisfied too, but now I had to tell her about Lizzie, and Hope.

"Um, just a heads up," I began as we started dancing again. "Lizzie is going to help me do something about the pain inflicting spell later and Hope knows about our kiss and Lizzie and me."

I never once considered that I would be the one who would be stepped on, but that was the case as Josie missed a step with my revelation and stepped on my protected toes. Her mind seemed to be working hard to process what I said as we stopped dancing again and she went quite, and a tense silence issued.

"Hope knows that we kissed and you and Lizzie…" Josie repeated after a long moment, concerned.

"Yes," I confirmed, and explained. "She was in the classroom earlier, just invisible, so she heard everything."

Josie let go of me to sit down on the bed, foot tapping the floor anxiously.

"I should have known Dad would send Hope to spy on us," she said angrily, more to herself than to me. "Why else would she agree to be your wingman and 'help' us?"

When Doctor Saltzman came to get Hope in the gym, I thought that she was going to report her findings on Josie, Lizzie and me. But I hoped that I got to her with my questions about the school and Doctor Saltzman enough for her to not tell him everything, particularly about Lizzie and me. I found out that I did get to her when she came to get me from the Hall, but Doctor Saltzman didn't do himself any favours by asking Hope to 'keep an eye' on Josie, Lizzie and me.

I understood why he would ask Hope to spy on us, though. On me, in particular. I was new at the school, yet I was already at the top of the student food chain and both his daughters were taking me as their date to their birthday party. It was nothing new to me, I just didn't have to put much effort this time and I had Doctor Saltzman to thank for taking Landon with him and Hope and leaving me in the hands of his daughters when we arrived.

I also had Jed to thank for trying his best to get me to join the pack and not doing his own homework. Him and Doctor Saltzman made my climb to the top quite easy, Hope and Josie helped me solidify my new status, but I lost Landon, so it wasn't really worth it in the end because he was the reason I went after the Pack's top spot and became a member of the Honor Council.

With Landon gone, I had to make the best of the situation for myself, and for him, in case he returned, but I didn't have to ruin Josie and Lizzie's birthday and their relationship with their father, especially on their birthday.

"Hey," I began, moving to approach her, but she was already on her feet, heading towards the door with a focused look in her eyes. I stood in her way, bringing her to a stop, and she wasn't happy. "If I was in your father's shoes, I would do the same thing. I would be surprised if he wasn't a little worried about both of his daughters taking me as their date. But Hope wasn't spying on us for him, she was stalking me around.

"She revealed herself to confront me after you and Lizzie left, and we talked things out. She's not going to tell your father, she had a chance to tell him before he asked her to 'keep an eye' on us, but she didn't. As for why she agreed to be my wingman, she could really use some friends."

Josie wasn't happy, but she calmed down, and then brought us back to Lizzie and the pain inflicting spell.