Secrets Of The Heart (Lesbian)

CHAPTER TWO

The next morning I awoke with the warm sunlight on my face. My head was throbbing with pain, stupid hangover. I looked next to me to see Mike still snoring away. He looked so much like a kid when he slept. His body was well built. His muscles rippled through his body. He had everything a woman would want in a man; nice broad shoulders, muscled arms, medium sized pecks and a six-pack, but looking at him, I still felt empty and I still kept thinking about Alex.

I sat up in the bed, and then grabbed my head as a method to stop the room from spinning. How much did I have to drink last night?

I stood my up as quietly as I could, moved over to the curtain and closed the small gap where the sunlight shone through. I picked up my clothes then left Mike still asleep in the room.

I never planned on staying the night.

I exited Mike’s apartment, and fell back against the door. The sun was being a bitch today I thought, then I smiled a little at my inner comment. I walked slowly to my car.

“I’m never gonna drink like this again.” I muttered to myself as soon as I got in.

My house was a good 15 min drive from Mike’s. I pulled up in my driveway, got out the car and headed straight for the shower once I entered my house.

I loved the way the water fell on my body, almost like each drop was slowly pulling the hangover out of me. After I washed myself I just stood in the shower with my hands against the wall, holding my body upright.

My mind was racing through the events of last night and how I felt something unexplainable every time Alex and I had touched. I closed my eyes for a second and my mind drifted to where I had her pinned up against the wall, and just as if it were happening I felt the tingle run down my spine.

I opened my eyes quickly in shock. I have to stop thinking about her this way! This isn’t normal for me. I mean I have always found woman attractive but I never thought of them as a partner because men came and went easily in my life, but Alex…

“Stop it!” I commanded myself, as I tried to reflect my thoughts to something else. I got out of the shower and threw my head in the towel. I went down to the kitchen, still in my birthday suit, and put some bread in the toaster and turned on my coffee maker.

‘Ding dong’

“Shit!” I said. I quickly removed the towel from my head and wrapped it around my body, then I made my way to the front door.

I looked through the peephole. It was Mike. Damnit did this guy never hear of giving a person their space. I mean there was a reason why I sneaked out this morning. Clearly he couldn’t read between the lines.

I unlocked and opened the door, plastered on a fake smile.

“Mike.” I said though my clenched teeth, still forcing a smile.

“What are you doing here?” I continued as I leaned in for a hug. He still smelled like beer, and his hair was still ruffled from the sleep.

He pulled back and placed a quick peck on my lips.

“Aren’t you gonna invite me in?” he asked after several moments of awkward silence. Or at least awkward for me.

“Uh yeah, sorry, come on in.” I said and stepped away from the door.

He automatically walked in to my lounge. I swiped my hand through my wet hair as I soon followed him there.

“Would you like some coffee?” I asked.