Any Given Thursday

Chapter 8

August 2000

At the age of sixteen, came the advent of stronger romantic feelings for Jacob Collier. No longer did Celina want to love Jake in a strictly wholesome manner. She wanted to experience a sexual love with him. She knew that premarital underage sex was big step, and by wanting to engage in the act of physical love she was crossing an unspoken barrier. She was entering womanhood with carnal knowledge forever ingrained in her mind. You only got one first time, and she wanted it with the young man she loved.

Of course, with that being said, she still needed to make it clear that she was not a whore of any kind. She was positive that Jake didn't regard her in that fashion, but she didn't want to be the one to broach the subject. Wasn't it the guy's responsibility to make these kinds of feelings known? If she were the one to pursue him, he might no longer think of her as the innocent girl he fell for. Perhaps her hormones were acting up and she was being dictated by her body's natural urges instead of her heart's inclinations. She knew that he desired her, but despite the fact that Celina loved Jake purely and wholeheartedly, she knew that her private thoughts would not come to be for some time.

They were only teenagers, and the deterrent that prevented her from making love with Jake was the fear of pregnancy. Keesha was already twenty two years old and sexually active. Of course her boyfriend of three years had to go through their parents' rigorous litmus test. Needless to say, when Keesha passed that invisible magic line of age eighteen, their parents loosened up considerably. Keesha was a big girl now and would be responsible for her own actions should she not use protection. As a twenty year old sophomore, Keesha could do whatever she wanted at this point. This meant that their father's over protectiveness leaped from her sister to her and her brother David.

While her father genuinely liked Jake, and had even invited the boy over to family events several times during the tenure of their burgeoning relationship; he would stand for no "hanky-panky". Her mother was the same way. They could date as freely as they wanted to, but sex was invariably a no-no. Still, Celina was a young woman, and as such she wanted Jake, but she knew that if she did cross that point of no return, it could ruin their relationship. She didn't want to destroy what they had both worked so hard to build together, and yet she didn't want him to think that she didn't desire him either.

Making matters worse was his nightly visits into her dreams as she slumbered. Just as annoyingly clever and witty in real life, the dream Jake could be even more tempting. Why did her dreams of him have to constantly persist? The thought of him touching her sent her through a feverish state. Frowning at the perversity of her private thoughts, Celina stepped into the shower hoping that the hot water would send her back to the cold reality. She scrubbed herself furiously, as if her mind's thoughts had trickled down upon her skin and marred her flesh with words like 'tramp' and 'slut'. This was embarrassing, and what was even more embarrassing was the fact that she was acting like some horny frat boy!

The sound of wood tapping against her window alerted Celina to the male who remained permanently situated in her heart. Turning off the shower quickly, and throwing on her fluffy indigo robe, Celina slinked quietly out of the bathroom. Just as she headed for the window to find out what Jake was doing at her home in the middle of the night, she felt a familiar strong arm wrapped around her waist. The other went to cover her eyes. His muscular chest was pressed against her back, and she couldn't help but lick her lips. Damn him, he knew that he had an amazing affect that he had on her.

"Guess who?"

A soothing, throaty voice asked in the darkness. Celina silently cursed Jake's for his little game. He knew that she couldn't resist his voice. His voice, just like the rest of his body had undergone that transition from 'whiny brat,' to sexy young man in an instant. She smirked, knowing that it was time for her to have a little fun. She brushed against him slightly, inwardly smirking as she heard the hitch in his breath. It seemed as if she were not the only one affected.