Angel not so perfect

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so in this chapter Alison well tell a story about the person she felt deeply in love and what happen for her lover to live

I perched myself on the counter of the bathroom as Aria ran through the oversized room and got the bathtub ready for us. I could see the steam coming from the hot water of the tub before she filled it with bubbles. After a few minutes of prep she stuck her hand in the water and smiled at me.

"It's all ready." She said with a warm grin. It wasn't anything sexual but it almost made me come. She was just so sweet, in every sense of the word, that it took my breath away. She wasn't trying to get anything she just wanted to make sure everything was perfect for us.

She reached her hand out for mine and I followed her into the hot water. As we both nestled down into the tub I sat at the far end of the tub opposite her. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to keep my promise of keeping my hands to myself if I was sitting with her. I felt her grab my foot as she began to rub it softly. I relaxed my head against the edge of the tub as I felt her move higher along my legs. I suddenly reached out for her hands and pulled her against me.

"If you don't want your bathroom to end up soaked I suggest that you don't start anything that you can't finish." I whispered hoarsely. She nodded and laid herself flat against my chest. We had been in bed for nearly twelve hours and that was the first time she was on top of me. I really kind of liked it.

"What happens tomorrow?" she asked after a long pause. Oh god, here we go; I told myself. This was usually where things got bad in my relationships. I sighed and moved my fingers through her wet hair.

"Well there are a few options." I said carefully after a moment of contemplation. "I could leave tonight and tomorrow we pretend none of this happened and we can continue as friends." My heart broke at just the thought of that.

"What else?" she said gently as I felt her finger rub along my collar bone.

"you remember the bartender from the club?" I asked and my angel nodded against my chest. "Hanna and I have been best friends for a long time and we have had the benefits of sex between our relationships. So if you want that then I would be up for it."

"What else?" she repeated as her fingers made lazy circles against my neck.

"We could try a relationship and see how it works out. But I need you to understand one thing." I told her as I sat her up in the tub. She looked me right in the eye and waited for me to continue. "I know this is your first relationship with a woman but I can't be your dirty little secret. If you want a relationship then I won't be hidden. No matter what you choose I will be your friend and we can keep hanging out." I waited for a response but I got none. "I'm going to go back to my place and I'm going to let you think about this. My number is on the fridge."

I stepped out of the tub and reached for the towels that she had left out for us to use. I half expected her to stop me but I wasn't surprised when I made it to the bedroom without any objections. I pulled on my pants and bra with little trouble but I hurried when I heard Aria start to get out of the tub. I threw on my top and laced up my Italian stilettos before she actually made it into the room. That was when I paused. It was like I was glued to the ground and no matter how hard I wanted to run away I couldn't move. Was I going to leave her like that? Could I? Before I could make my big escape, if I was really going to, Aria walked into the bedroom wearing absolutely nothing.

"Sit down Alison," She told me in her soft angelic voice. My body betrayed my mind and sat right down on her bed facing the wall. I heard Aria grabbing something from the closet before walking around the bed and standing in front of me. She was wearing the same silk robe she had before. "What do you want Alison?"

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