Silent Attention [COMPLETED]

36. sleep on it

Usually I do double updates on this story, but I just can't this time.  it would break up the next scene and I want to post it all at one time.  Sorry not sorry. 

I made it home late, and went straight to bed. It felt like I had barely closed my eyes when my phone rang. I reached over and grabbed it, answering it without looking.

    "Hello?"

     "Hey Aaron."

    I know that voice. fuck. "Gemma? Is something wrong?"

    "Uhh kinda, Did we do anything last night? I can't really remember."

    I threw the blankets back and sat up, rubbing my hand over my face. "What's the last thing you remember?"

    "Not you..... I remember sitting at the bar, Then Joe talking to me."

    Wow that was kinda bitchy. Maybe she had a hangover. Serves her right though. She could have killed herself. "I don't want you to drink and take pills again Gemma, It is very dangerous. That kind of thing effects your whole body. It can shut down your nervous system, leading to organ failure. And I know you drink like a fish. You could have killed yourself last night."

    "I promise I won't do it again if you tell me what happened between us."

    Do I really want to tell her? Not really. "I came and got you. You were too drunk to stand. Hell you were too drunk to sit. Joe had to give two guys free drinks to hold you up until I got there. You owe him big. I carried you out and drove you home."

    "What aren't you telling me. I know I'm not that boring when I drink."

    I chuckled. She knows herself so well. She is far from boring. "You might want to take me off speaker then. I don't know if you want anyone to hear this." I can here the echo and that probably means Shelly is there. Not that I care too much, but I want us to stay private if it can for right now until I decide what to do.

    "Okay talk."

    I rolled my eyes at her trying to be assertive. I held all the power right now. "We didn't have sex, if that is what you're wondering."

    "Did we kiss?"

    I grinned and I'm sure she could hear it in my words. "We might have."

    I hear her scoff. "I thought you said gentlemen don't kiss and tell."

    Got me there, almost. I ran my hand through my hair and headed to the bathroom. "You kissed me Gemma. You were so fucked up, it didn't feel right to kiss you back." But I did anyway.

    "What else?"

    Let's not bring up the almost blow job or this awesome love bit on my hip. I looked in the mirror and spotted her other love bite. "You told me I smelled good then bit me. You wanted to see what I tasted like."

    "I did not!"

    I could hear her embarrassment in her voice and it made me smile all the more.

"What about these pictures on my phone?"

    You should see the ones I stole and deleted. "That's all you baby."

    "It looks like you took one of them."

    Yeah, because if you kept licking, something else might have happened. "I got restless of having to stay still for a picture you couldn't get right." I heard her rustle a little bit.

    "Did you sleep here last night?"

    I wish I could have. "I stayed to watch over you. I didn't sleep at all. Once you started snoring, I knew you were out of the clear and went home."

    "What time was that?"

    Too fucking early "Around seven." When she didn't say anything I asked. "Is there anything else you want to know? If not, I would like to get some sleep."

    "Yeah, When you going to let me drive your R8?"

    I laughed. "Out of the whole night, the only thing you remember is my car?"

    "You know that's my dream car right?"

    I do after last night. "Text me later Gemma."

    "Bye Aaron."

   
I pulled off my jeans and shirt and lay back down in bed. That was the first time I had talked to her on the phone, and it was purely by accident. She had pulled us a step closer together without me pushing her and that felt good. I looked at my phone and saw a text from her this morning asking if I took her home. I guess she must have called when I didn't answer. I opened up my pictures and looked at the two I had taken from her last night. I stared at the one of her licking my abs and flash backs of her sucking on my hip came to mind. I scrolled over and the other one pulled at the moment of her playing with my lip ring. 'So fucking hot.' She was fucking hot, even drunk the way she moved against me, it gave me the shivers.

    My phone beeped in my hand and the banner displayed Gemma had text me.

    "Send me a pic of the bite mark, I don't believe you."

    I chuckled. She should know better then to doubt the crazy shit she does. I rolled my head to the side and took a quickie. I made sure not to get my face or too much of anything really. The bite mark was red where her teeth and broke skin and it was blue in the center. It made me wonder if she was into kinky shit. I wrote out "I don't believe you." under the pic and hit send.

    "I am really sorry. I can make it up to you. promise."

    You can make it up to me any day. "You already did, last night."

    "How?"

    Like I am going to tell you. I don't want you to run away. I can only push you so far before you break and that isn't going to be any time soon. "Wouldn't you like to know."

    "Tell me please. And why do I have a burn mark on my leg?"

    That's where her cig went. And I am not telling her how she made it up to me. "You begged me for a smoke then fell, pulling me down with you. Then you accused me of making you fall and stole my cig."

    "I know you won't tell me know, but I will figure it out."

    I know she will one day. And I hope I can handle the aftermath of the shit I have pulled with her. I set my phone down on the nightstand. I really do have a pretty big decision to make, but I can't make it right now. I need to sleep on it. Maybe for a few nights. I either need to quit her, or become fully involved. I can only string ourselves along for so long. She can't be the one to quit me. She can't, it will hurt me too much. This has to be my decision. I know she is attracted to me. After last night that won't be the problem. I need her to like me, to love me. I don't want her to want me for sex or money. I know she isn't that kind of girl, but I don't want to give her the option to be that kind either.

    I just don't think I can quit her. Quit watching her. Quit following her. Quit talking to her. But I can't keep up with only meeting her when she won't remember me. She will end up with liver damage. Or worse, she will give up on me. There has to be a solution to this. It's not fair to her that she came so close to pleasuring me and still doesn't remember my face.

    I just, I need to sleep on this.