Our Adult Fairytale: Passion

How Do I Explain This?

Once I'm done with my shower and I'm in my favorite fuzzy short shorts and my black tank I throw myself on my couch and start channel surfing. Before I get the chance to fine a show my phone rings. It was my best friend Roman, we have known each other from grade school. I slide the answer button on my phone.
"Eav what the hell girl! You figure you don't have to give your best friend a call to let him know your dating a 'fat-cat' now huh? Well excuse the shit outta me!" Roman exclaimed in my ear before I could answer him. My eyebrow tightened in frustration.
"What the hell are you talking about roman? I'm not dating anybody." I declare trying to get to the bottom of this call.
"FYI.com has a few pictures of you and Mr. Blessing Jones pretty close. Well to be frankly honest the way it showed you guy it seemed like you guys were two seconds away from having sex in the booth at Meldina's!" He shout in a playful voice.
"Fuck! They got picture of us together! Fuck me twice!"
"He did!?" Roman said with more jealousy than curiosity.
"No you bafoon! It was just a statement. Let me call you back Rome I gotta handle something." I said furiously.
"I bet you do girl, I bet you do!" He laughed hard then hung up.
I got up and put on my leggings and my college hoodie and slipped on my loafers grabbed my keys and left. I googled Blessings address and began my walk to his house. Trying to keep calm I listened to my favorite r&b mix. Finally after 20 minutes of walking I get to his apartment, it is a larger than life brownstone. I walked up to his door and knocked heavily till I seen a big brawny man approach.
"May I help you mam?" The man asked coldly.
"Tell Blessing Eav is here please." I stated just as coldly.
He had me wait outside while he walked away. It seemed to be that I was waiting outside for a long time. I gave up on waiting and turned on my heel to leave but I heard the doorknob turn. I turned my head it was him. He was wet with a robe wrapped around him he stared at me, I turned back around and walked up to him and got in his face.
"They have pictures of us together. Did you do this!?" I growled out behind closed teeth.
"No Eav I didn't set that up. I'm just as agitated okay, so please with your mellow dramatic act."
Blessing turned and walked into his house with no invitation for me to follow but I still did anyway. I quietly shut the door and trailed his wet footsteps. I can't help but bask in the modern design of his elegant home I wander off trail and walk too the floor to ceiling windows with a beautiful view of the bustling city night life. I stared out and let it overwhelm me with it's beauty, I sat in the chair right in front of the windows and let my eyes wander the city in wonder. I felt hands on my shoulder and I tilted my head back it was him still undressed. Blessing stared at me blankly, it drives me crazy that I can't read him I wanna know what's behind the mask of feelings.
"I didn't know you were still here. Are you okay? You seem to be out of it today." He stroked my collar bone softly and stared deep in my eyes like the night before.
I pulled my head upright because I didn't feel like being seduced. I sighed deeply and got up and began to walk back to the door. Before I could realize it he picked me up and held me against his bare chest. He glared at me strongly as if upset with my decision to leave. No word were spoken but he began to carry me down one of the large halls that branch off of the landing floor. He turned right down the hall and entered what looked to be a big office. It was laced with floor to ceiling book shelf's as well as window too. I was actually comfortable here it was warm I didn't realize that there was a fire going too the left of us. Blessing set me down and tugged at my hoodie. I stepped back and looked at him quizzically.
I lifted the hoodie over quickly and held it in my arm. My tank top clung to my body and it seemed to interest him. I ignored the way he licked his soft full lips and walked towards the bookshelves and looked around. There was so many great books but there was one that caught my eye. It was a book about psychotherapy a very interesting book upon how a psychoactive mind processes. I flipped through the pages and was astound to see the factual proof and also examples. Lists upon lists unraveled on each page about symptoms, diagnosis, mental activity of a patients.
"You can have that if you want. It seems you would know what to do with it better than myself." He shrugged nonchalantly.
I looked at him and shook my head sternly. I wished not be bought with gifts. I went to the window again to put some space between me and him but he followed me.