When Girls Just Aren't Enough (BoyXBoy)

When Girls Just Aren't Enough Chapter 7

I groan waking up in an unfamiliar bed, sunlight floods my vision. Stretching my arms out I glance around trying to regain my memories of last night. I slept with a sexy bartender and he sucked my blood... My hand unconsciously moves to my neck looking to see if the marks were still there.

Long strides make their way over and I look up to be greeted by a dazzling smile.

"Ah, I fixed that up for you, sorry about that! I kind of went overboard..." He gives me an apologetic smile.

"Oh, thank you..." I could feel the texture of the bandages beneath my fingertips.

"Anyways I'm making breakfast and you can borrow the shower, I've put out some fresh towels and there should be toothbrushes in the cabinet in the bathroom over there..." He points a finger over towards a gaping door. I swing my legs out and climb out the comfortable bed and head over to the door.

"Thanks."

"And let me get some of my clothes for you to borrow since it's in the washer right now..." He dawdles over to his dresser pulling out sweatpants and a plain tee.

"Here you go! Breakfast will be waiting for you," He hands over the clothes and our skin brushes against each other and I'm quick to retract my hand away.

He gives me a quizzical look but doesn't say anything and goes off to the kitchen.

I didn't want to touch him because I would feel nothing, no sparks. And it made me feel lonely, like maybe I wasn't fated for fairy tale endings... But you know what? Fuck that, nobody rarely ever gets fairy tale endings and Disney was just a whole bunch of bullshit trying to get our hopes up... I didn't have to rely on stuff like that I concluded.

That's right, who the hell said romance had to be like those cheesy ones in the movie or in a romance novel? This is my life, I'll do whatever the hell I want to!

I walk in closing the door after me, I turn on the shower letting it run as I brush my teeth. Afterwards I strip looking into the mirror studying my reflection, there were no traces of bruises at all, he was so gentle treating me with such delicacy.

Which led me to think of Vincent, would he hold me the same way? I pinched myself. No thinking of Vincent! Especially when in another man's home.

I lather his body wash on me, remembering every tender caress. The primal look he had once the predator had captured his prey as he fucked me. I could remember the scorching sensation of his skin against mine, and the divine pleasure he gave.

Remembering every little detail of last night I couldn't help but get hard... Of course I would never relieve myself in someone else's shower, so my poor buddy would just have to go down... Unless he was up for another round of sex...

I pour out a fair amount of his Old Spice body wash lathering it on me, it felt kind of intimate, I felt like I was using my lover's personal items. Except we weren't lovers... And he's just a one night stand. A really considerate and kind one...

A sigh escapes my lips as I finish up my shower, why is my luck with men so bad? I stop the shower and step out, the cold air nipping at my skin. I shiver and quickly dry off to put on some clothes. Though his clothes were a bit big on me, I liked it, for some reason it was comforting in a sense.

I walk out fueled by the aromatic scent coming from his kitchen. I sit before a cooling stack of pancakes and wolf it down along with the fluffy scrambled eggs on the side while taking sips of orange juice every once in a while. I let out a contented sigh and look up at his smiling face.

"Thanks for the food!" I pat my stomach with a smile and I see genuine happiness in his eyes.

"It's reassuring to know that my cooking skills haven't disappeared..."

"Oh so you're a retired chef?"

"Sadly yes," a sorrowful look etches his handsome face and I'm not quite sure whether to continue asking or just drop what seems like a sensitive subject.

"Ah, it's okay, I've got over the fact that since I'm a vampire I can't consume human food with my taste buds dancing with joy... It all tastes dull..." He said looking distant.

I'm confused that he somehow seemed to know what I was thinking of...

His eyes widen and he seems to be brought back to the present and an apologetic smiles makes its way on his face, "Sorry about that, I have the ability to know the thoughts of others..."

"I see..." That led to an awkward silence as I finished my breakfast.

"I guess this is our time to part..."

"Guess it is, thank you for everything." I couldn't help but just stare at his captivating features just once more before leaving.

As I was heading for the door his hand rests upon my arm before I could open it.

"Actually, why don't I drive you back home, I almost forgot to give you back your clothes..." He disappears for a few seconds as I stand there and wait for him to come back.

He hands me the folded clothes and grabs his car keys before leading me out and to the large parking garage. Once I was seated and buckled in he asks me that life-changing question.

"Where do you live?"

I could return back home and never get involved with a single vampire ever again, or I could obediently return back home to a place where a guy I felt something for was already married.

"I live in Chicago, my apartment is nearby a club."

"Okay, but I have a question, why are you so far from Chicago right now?" He asked putting the car in reverse to back out.

Should I tell him I was threatened by a vampire?

"I was taken in by a vampire after learning that vampires existed so he kept me to keep my mouth shut."

"I see... Well let's just get you back home, I'm sure your family is worried." He said pulling out.

"My mom wouldn't even give a shit... And then my dad is happily married to another woman..." I mumbled.

"I'm sorry..." Sincerity laces his voice.

"It's fine, just wanted to reassure you that no matter how long I'm out nobody really worries except my best friend."

"Then let me worry too..." He grabs my hand and holds it in his.

"No offense but aren't we just a one night stand? And there's also the fact that we never introduced each other... So I'm Jeydon."

"Well I'm Zane and if you want we'll be more than that..." He gives my hand a squeeze.

I'm at a loss for words at how kind such a stranger can be. My first boyfriend, but then again he could be implying something other than a boyfriend.

"So what will we be?"

"It's up to you, but I'd prefer the name lovers."

My head started to spin, we could be lovers. I could throw all my stupid feelings for Vincent out the window, but in a way I felt like I was using him. No, I shouldn't think that way otherwise I really would be!

"Take your time deciding, I'm in no hurry since I have an eternity ahead of me." Glancing over I notice a glimmer of sadness. Not everybody embraces immortality, which makes me wonder about his story and if he ever had this lonesome air before.

Voice quiet I responded while directing my eyes out through the window, extremely conscious of his hand, "I want you to be my first..."

"What?"

Feeling my face grow warm I clear my throat trying again, "I want you to be my first boyfriend."

"So now that we're together I have a proposition to make."

I turn my gaze at him, waiting expectantly.

"I want you to live with me."