The Choice

43) Omer

I pissed my girlfriend off.

And brother too, but it's Aurora I should be worried about. After that semi-fight with Joe, she came in catching us and hearing what we said. He left and I got déjà vu of that time when she heard me yell at Dionne when she disappeared. Or that time when she discovered that I stalked her. Aurora sized me up and gave me a look of displeasure and left, just like that before I talked or anything sending me a text saying "do not try to approach now", an order. I'd say no one orders me around, but if I pushed, my Aurora will happily use her fangs and claws against me.

I hit the gym working out and letting some cool off then I shower and eat and I'm having a meeting in an hour at the club when my girlfriend still hadn't appeared, still didn't text or call or ring the doorbell to even yell at me. I get ready for the meeting deciding it's time to break into Aurora's bubble of anger.

Yes, anger. I can sense her emotions, this is not sadness or upset. She is angry. I ring the doorbell to her and Dionne's place and wait. No sound is heard from inside, after a minute or something I hear shuffling from inside then the door opens revealing a half-naked Aurora. I slide my eyes drinking her in, she's wearing a turquoise and white stripes t-shirt that reaches above her navel with only white lace panties in an attempt to cover her perfect ass. Her hair is wet and down too, she just got out of the shower. She whirls around swaying into the apartment leaving the door open for me to get inside.

I close the door behind me trailing my eyes down her backside and lean long legs bare feet as she walks towards the kitchen counter where her papers and laptop lay sprawled. She sits back on the barstool pulling up her feet above the counter focusing back on her work.

I lean down kissing her neck, but she pays me no attention tapping on the keyboard. I kiss her temple too, still ignoring me. I grab her chin urging her to look at me, she does and I swear she can look at the fridge with more interest. I lean in kissing her lips, she doesn't move her face or kiss me back then looks back to her laptop, but I can see the blush creeping up her cold mask.

"Dove."

"Do not talk to me till you fix it with your brother."

I raise my brows, "dove, this issue is- she stops me woth raising a hand.

" I said what I said. " she says focusing on her work.

I sigh popping my weight on the barstool next to her leaning in kissing her calves and knee then laying my head on her bare legs taking in the warmth of her before heading for work. She picks up a paper frowning at it then looks back at the screen typing something again. I trail my eyes down the length of her bare legs and thighs. I suppress the urge to grip them, to place her on that counter and eat her like my favorite desert. To bend her over that counter and fuck Her brains out for acting that pissy. But she has the right to be honest, I fucked it up with Joe, he was just concerned about her and I should be happy that my brother cares about her and treats her like his own sister, but I don't know why every time I see red whenever any kind of guy looks or thinks about her.

"I got jealous" I mumble, "I have no right, but I did. When he asked about you, when he kept saying you're special to him."

I sit up rubbing my eyes and face, "I did not want to say that, I wasn't even fighting. He asked about... Dareen and I chose to respect your privacy and not tell him anything till you do yourself. But then he kept pushing, I-I snapped."

I sigh again leaning my forehead against her knee atop the counter, " I know I'm at fault, I don't give myself an excuse for saying that, but... " I trail off taking a deep breath.

This week has been a lot, the adjustments and the stress of preparing for the huge change that will happen. I haven't slept in a week too, Joe has been here and Aurora doesn't sleep at mine and I come back too late to sleep at hers. I've been aching for her, to feel her to touch and taste her. The last entanglement between us was heated enough to get me more addicted to her and to her taste and touch.

I feel fingers lace through my hair and I look at her. She's still not looking at me, but she's providing me comfort. I place my hand in the warm spot between her thighs, far from her heat but still intimate. I draw soothing circles against the soft skin of her thigh and she plays with my hair. I don't care about anything but her now. I cannot leave with her still upset.

Joe and Ali became so close to her after the past month, I know why is she pissed and I know how much does she appreciate and care for them.

"I just don't know what to do, I don't even know how to love them, dove. I care for them, I just don't love. Not yet." I murmur and when she doesn't respond I take it as my que to let her be now, she needs more time away from me maybe.

I stand kissing her hair and avoid looking into those deep brown eyes or that lush mouth, avoiding thinking about the softness of her body, the fluffiness of her curves that I want to discard everything and sink into. And I leave closing the door after me.

I hear the door open again and feet pad against the floor, I whirl catching her as she jump into my embrace wrapping her limbs around my body. I smile closing my eyes burying my nose and face in her scent and warmth. Fuck. My addiction.

She pulls back looking in my eyes with a pout on her lips leaning in to peck my lips before whispering, "do you have to go?"

I inhale closing my eyes nodding, "I wish I could stay, dove."

She leans in kissing my forehead placing her hand on my jaw, I adjust her in my arms cupping her ass. Her lips twitch to the side murmuring as she looks down and speaks as I pepper kisses on her neck and face, " you can stay. You haven't slept in a while."

I smile at her concern and rest my head against hers, "I'll be back soon, my love." She purses her lips then nods moving to get down but I grip her pulling her in a hungry kiss cupping her face in a hand and carrying her weight in the other. We pull back smiling and she gets down backing away towards the door. She's still bare feet, she glances down sheepishly and I grab her again kissing her lips. More. I need more. We pull out breathless and she giggles shooing me away and I nod smiling to leave when she closes the door.

I exit the elevator and was about to leave the building, but I give one look to the streets and turn around entering the elevator again then walk down the hallway ringing on her doorbell. She opens in a second her eyes wide in surprise and I carry her in my arms closing the door behind me.