Have We Met? (Remington Leith)

What Is This?

After laying in bed and talking about random shit, a topic was stuck in my brain. I want to bring it up but Im afraid of the answer.

According to her small story, Zack was an absolute shit show of a boyfriend to her and she's obviously afraid of a relationship. I know for a fact that we both enjoyed last night. Or at least I hope she enjoyed last night.

Silence had taken over as we stared at my ceiling. I looked over at her from the corner of my eye. She was wearing a loose fitting red turtle neck and a pair of black leggings. She seemed to be in deep thought as well.

"So,... Ronnie," I started and she looked over at me. "What is this," I asked and she shrugged.

"I don't know," she said, scaring me a little bit.

"Well, obviously were not just going to leave this off here," I said, turning over to my side, propping myself up on my elbow.

"Obviously, last night was too damn good for it to be a one time thing," she said, a small smile playing at her lips.

I smirked, thinking about last night once again. "Next time, you'll be the one tied to the bed post," I said and she gave me a daring look.

"I dare you to try Leith," she dared. "You'll just fall under my spell again."

"All right, were getting off track here, we need to figure this out," I said and she sat up.

"Well, were kind of like best friends that take it farther," she said and I laughed.

"So basically this is a friends with benefits relationship," I stated.

"No, because friends with benefits is just sex and doing what friends do. We'll have sex and do what best friends do," she said, making me laugh some more.

"So best friends with benefits," I said.

"Yeah, exactly," she said, laughing.

"Well then, since we're done with the best friend stuff can we fuck now," I asked and she giggled. As in girly girl giggled.

"Not tonight, I have to go home so I can set up for that party tomorrow," she said.

I made a pouty face at her and she laughed. "But your wearing leggings," I said sitting up. I tugged at the waist band of her pants.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me roughly. I kissed back and she pushed me back until I was laying on my back and she was straddling me. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and my hands grabbed a hold of the back of her thighs.

Everything about this felt right, excepted for one thing, which I couldn't quite put my finger on.

She pulled away, her lips hovering above mine. "You're such a great kisser," she whispered, her warm breath brushing over my lips.

"Why can't you stay here," I groaned, gripping her ass.

She raised up and I moved my hands to her hips while she placed her hands on my chest. "Because, I don't want Debrah all over my ass about spending a lot of time with you when we're not even dating. She says it's a waist of time."

"Do you think it's a waist of time," I asked as she got up, grabbing her camera.

"No," she said, looking at her camera for a minute. "You made me bring this for no reason."

I sat up, chuckling at her comment. "Well, you could stay and we could give it a purpose for this moment."

"No sex until tomorrow Rem, I want to have actual sleep before tomorrow," she said, slipping her shoes back on.

"Well if sleep is what you want then we won't fuck. We can just cuddle," I said and she laughed.

"Then what's the point of having the camera," she said and pecked my lips. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay Rem," she said and walked out the door, leaving me to my thoughts. I looked at the clock to see two hours had passed by since she arrived and it was nine o'clock.

I sighed and listened as the door shut. I got up and walked down to the living room, which happened to be empty, and sat on the couch. I turned on the TV and watched The Office. I can't wait until tomorrow.