Noël

Quality Time

"Oh my God, what are you doing to me!" "Shut the hell up!" *sounds of kisses* ""You're so sexy." *Moaning* I looked at Mali. She was staring at me again. I looked away quickly. We both sat on her long white couch in the middle of the room, in front of a large flat screen TV. "I wish Jordan hadn't spent the night now." she commented shaking her head. I laughed nervously. We sat on the couch, motionless and staring at the TV that wasn't even on and listening to her best friend plowing someone downstairs. This was the most awkward situation I had ever been in. "So," I said uneasily. She turned to face me. "I am so sorry, this must be very awkward." she said laughing. "Well, you know," I looked around at the spacious loft and shrugged. Is everyone I meet a fucking mind reader now? I looked at the long bay window that ran the length of the entire upper level. The lights were off, but the moon's soft white beams were bright enough so as we didn't need them. I gripped a red decorative pillow that had been on the couch close to my chest, wondering what made me say yes to spending the night with a woman I barely knew. I had literally met her just a few hours ago. The silence was almost too much to bear. I mean, what was I doing here? "Do you regret coming tonight?" she said turning to me. I was silent. She hung her head. "I'm so sorry Noel, I just assumed," "No, I don't" I cut her off. "I'm not sure what I'm doing here to be honest, but I know I enjoyed myself tonight." I continued. Mali smiled. "I knew there was something about you the minute you walked into the restaurant." she added. "That's why I just had to be your "waitress", I had to get close to you somehow." I smiled. "Well, tada!" I said jokingly. 

We just stared at each other for what seemed like hours. Her black hair looked silver in the moonlight, and her eyes glowed a deep warm amber. "You seem to know everything about me, how about you?" I asked her, not sure whether she would answer. She was always so secretive. "Well, I'm originally from New York, I went to culinary school and now I own my own restaurant here. I am pretty simple, nothing much to know." she shrugged it off. "Is this, your house?" I asked hesitantly. "No," she replied curtly. I decided not to press any further. There was a pause. "I'm trying," she said after a few minutes. I looked up at her. "I've always been a guarded person, I'm trying for you, not to be." she said looking at me honestly. "Why?" I asked. "I don't know." she answered simply. There was another pause. "You know I have to ask right?" I chided. "I knew that was coming," she said while looking out the window. "It's only fair." I responded defensively. "Serena is my ex-girlfriend." she said simply. "We met about a year ago, and she recently broke up with me." she said getting up and pacing the floor. "She wanted a family, kids, to get married, and I told her I wasn't ready, she is not over me." she finished and sighed. "Do you love her?" I questioned. Mali looked at me with pleading eyes. She nodded. I saw silent tears streaming down her cheek. "Oh Mali," I opened my arms to her. She quickly rushed to my side and I wrapped my arms around her crying form. I held her for over an hour in the moonlight. Her body was warm but shuddering. I looked at the clock. It was half past three in the morning. Downstairs was finally quiet and the moon was brighter than ever. "Are you awake?" I asked her. "Yes." she replied softly. "Let's get you to bed." I unwrapped my arms from around her and got up. "Please don't leave." she begged. "You seem so strong and silent, cold even, but inside, your just like me." She stood up. I had to look up at her. "You may be right." she said walking past me. 

"I have no other guest room than the one downstairs, you will have to stay with me." she said looking over her shoulder. The vulnerable Mali was gone now, and she was back to her regular calm and collected self. "You can take a shower up here, I'll go downstairs." she said as she handed me a towel. "I don't have any clothes." "You can borrow some of mine." I took the towel and headed towards the bathroom. I stepped unto the cold marble floor. Is this bitch loaded or what? I thought to myself. The bathroom was well decorated with white and gold. There was a huge shower in the middle of the  room. Next to that was a raised jacuzzi. I walked to the shower and slid the door back. I turned the golden knob and stepped into the shower. The windows were frosty, but I could just barely see through. The warm water was doing something to me, and flashbacks of earlier in the night were flooding my head. Noel, easy. I thought. Not now. Not ever. I heard the door open in the bathroom. I spun around, covering my body. Thank God the steam concealed me. "I'm just dropping these clothes in here, OK?" I heard Mali's voice ring through the bathroom. "Well, alright." I replied. I turned the water off and peeped out of the shower before stepping out. There was no sign of Mali. I spotted a big cotton buttondown down by the sink. I quickly dried off and put it on. It was not flattering at all. I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was slightly damp and curly. All my makeup had washed off. I looked tired. I walked into the bedroom and walked up to the bed. I ran my hand over the sheets. Satin. This girl is high maintenance. "Do you not like it?" I heard Mali say from behind me. "No, no its fine." I assured her. "Good." she walked around the bed and got into the far side. She patted the bed beside her. I hesitated. "Are you sure, is this OK?" "Why wouldn't it be, do I make you uncomfortable, or are you just scared you will fall in love with me?" I aggressively tore the covers back and jumped in beside her. "Not likely." I snarled. She chuckled. 

The electricity between us was too much to ignore. Everytime we were close to each other, it was like we attracted each other without even knowing it. Our auras just flowed into and with each others. She turned over and looked into my eyes. "Noel, have you ever been with a woman?" she asked. "Once." I replied. "I think it's time for that to change."