Beneficial

Chapter 4. Let's Be Honest

"Oh James...Oh fuck baby!" Riley screams as I pound into her. It's a rare occasion that Riley and I have sex in the middle of the day but I'll take it. We had dance earlier today and Riley said that later wasn't good for her. Whatever that means.

I give her a rough, sloppy kiss just as we both release. Both of us panting and myself drained from energy, I pull out and lie next to her, but keeping my distance.

A few more unsaid rules about our relationship. The only times that we kiss is during sex, and even then it's not much or anything really passionate. And as for cuddling? The same as the kissing. Only after sex. And sometimes not even then.

And this is one of those times.

After catching her breath, she reaches for her phone.

"What are you doing?" I ask, still slightly heaving to even my breathing.

"Get dressed, I need to get ready." She replies.

"Why?" I question skeptically.

"Can't say." She replies smugly, smirking.

"Seriously? I just gave you amazing sex, and now you're kicking me out? And without even telling me why?!" I exclaim.

"Looks like it." She sighs, although she didn't sound very sympathetic.

"Riley, come on. You can tell me anything, you know that. I won't judge." I persist. She looks down at her phone in her hands.

"I'm going to meet Brody." She confesses quietly.

"You are?" I inquire. She hasn't said anything about Brody for a couple days. I assumed that she had stopped talking to him. Obviously, I was wrong.

"Yeah, I am." She whispers. She turns and looks at me in the eyes.

"Do you think it's a good idea?" She asks me.

"Why does my opinion matter?"

"You're my best friend. I want to know what you think." She explains. I sigh, running my fingers through my now sweaty hair.

"Well, I say go for it. You know I have nothing against you dating other guys."

"I know, but everyone thinks that he's like a stranger. You even said so yourself! So what do you really think?" She asks again.

"If you want to date him Riley, just do it! I don't care, okay? You seem to like him, so go ahead." I mutter. Why does she have to care about what I think so much?

"I just really care about your opinion James. You're my best friend, I love you and I think I really like Brody. But if I was making the wrong decision, you're the person I trust the most to be honest with me and look at me and say "what the fuck are you doing Riley?" You're the person I expect to hear that from when I'm messing up." She babbles on.

"Well, that does kind of sound like me." I chuckle sheepishly.

"So, now that's out of the way, honestly tell me what you think of me meeting Brody tonight?" She demands.

"Alright. I'm not that fussy on the idea of you meeting him right now since you haven't known each other very long but I haven't even spoken to him before so I can't judge. But I do want to meet him sometime and make sure he's good enough for my girl." I explain, giving her a cheesy smile at the end. She giggles, kissing my cheek.

"Now, can you get dressed and leave so I can get ready?" She asks.

"As you wish, princess." I reply. I get out of the bed, not even bothering to wrap and blanket of myself, giving Riley a good view of my bare self. I catch her staring.

"See Riley? You can have all this to yourself but instead you're running off to meet Brady." I say smugly. She throws a pillow at me.

"First of all, I'm fine with the amount that I do have to myself, secondly, his name is Brody, and thirdly, you're just jealous that you don't have all this to yourself." She gets out of the bed, not bothering to cover herself up like I did and slowly walking across the room to retrieve her robe. But I enjoy her pace while I check her out.

"Alright, off you go." She says, doing up the ties to her robe.

"How about s quick round two?" I pout.

"James. Get dressed. And go." She orders.

"Alright. But I expect you to make it up to me tomorrow!" I warn her as I pick my clothes up off of the floor. I exit the room, but not before slapping Riley's butt on the way out.