Heart of Gold

Chapter 10

Eric had moved in downstairs and we had set rules. He couldn't have women over and no walking around naked and he wasn't allowed in the attic. Twice I had caught him in boxers and a t-shirt but it was in the night when I came down for a drink. Both times I had blushed and ran away like a child I think he found it amusing because he would smile when he saw me blush.

Trish however thought this was meant to be and it was the universe's way of saying I should jump his bones. Mazey loved him she liked talking to him and she told me to leave dinner for him and I did and he ate and cleaned up his plate.

The light downstairs was off and I had done my eighty hours for the week and I wanted some wine. This was my quiet time and everyone was asleep. I walked down the stairs in pyjama tops and watermelon panties. I looked around the corner no one was here and the lights were out. I stepped out and over to wine cabinet that thanks to Trish I had to restock. I drew out a bottle of red wine and popped the pop off and took out a glass, to hell with a glass I turned the bottle to my head and drank. Someone cleared their throat and I removed the bottle from my lips.

"I would run away blushing but I'm too tipsy to even care." I said. He took the bottle and drank. "Yay drinking buddy." My head dizzy. I was a lightweight.

"Why are you down here drinking in a dimly lit area?" He asked.

"Oh, I'm having some me time." I said.

"Okay I see. Do you want me to leave?" He asked.

"No, you're my drinking buddy Trish has a devoted boyfriend now so she drinks with him." I said.

"Don't you have boyfriend or a girlfriend?" He asked.

"Girlfriend. I think Mazey-Ann's teacher wants me to be her girlfriend." I said the wine half.

"Just my luck." He hissed.

"Oh I remember Trish said your fiancé ran off with a woman. She was a bloody fool." I said.

"Do you and Trish talk about me a lot?" He asked.

"Mhmm...I think more than I'd like to." I said.

"What about?" He asked.

"I'm drunk." I said pushing the empty bottle away. "She said your Valentine's Day date had genital warts." I laughed. "I was your Valentine's Day date and I don't have genital warts." My laughter died. "I want to puke." I said and he held my hair over the sink. "She said I should let you pop it." I said a wave of tiredness washing over me.

"Pop what?" He asked but I was out like a light.

I ran my hand over my sheets feeling for Mazey when I didn't I turned. My head hurts I opened my eyes this wasn't my room. I shot up and looked around this smelt manly and like Eric. I felt myself then looked if I still had on my underwear.

"I didn't rape you." He said.

"What happened?" My voice raspy and my head pounding. He handed me pills and orange juice.

"You got drunk on a bottle of red wine." He said.

"Did I do anything embarrassing like flash you or kiss you?" I asked him panicking.

"No you're not that fun of a drunk." He teased.

"Thank god." I said. "Wait did I climb into bed with you?" I asked.

"No, I carried you here." He said.

"I'm so sorry." I apologized.

"It's okay." He smiled.

"I felt like I did something or said something embarrassing though." I held my head that wasn't hurting as bad as I thought it would be.

"You didn't." He said.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yes I am." He said.

"Again I'm sorry. I'll even do your laundry." I said.

"I think your niece is starting to wonder where you are." He said.

"Oh my god I'm a bad parent." I flew up too fast and stumbled forward and he caught me. My pelvis against his and his arm laced around my waist.

"Eric." The door opened and Trish caught us and I pushed away. "Never mind." She said smiling and closing the door behind her.

"Oh my god. I'll never hear the end of this." I said.

"Neither will I." He said.

"Again sorry." I opened the door about to leave.

"Nice undies." He said and I looked back blushing and closed the door. I went up to my room Trish was on my bed her face in a smile that was too big and very creepy. Her legs tucked under her.

"Tell me everything." She said.

"There is nothing to tell." I said.

"Liar tell me was it legs trembling good or was it just lay there and moan good?" She said it so fast it took me awhile to understand what she was asking. "He looks like a legs trembling type." She said and I prayed for the conversation to end.

"Nothing happened." I told her again.

"Are you serious he has been living downstairs for nearly a week and you haven't given him Gold fingers?" she asked.

"I don't want to give him Gold fingers and stop saying that, that's weird." I said.

"Give him heart attack then." She said.

"You're very sick." I said sitting on the bed.

"Please give him Gold fingers." She insisted. "You're like a four leaf clover." She said. "You're rare and once someone finds you they want to keep you forever and he needs something rare. His woman ran off with another woman." She continued.

"Still no. Plus I don't like him like that." I said.

"Ugh...spinster." She hissed

"Slut." I said.

"I feel like he is the one for you." She said.

"How is Bryan?" I asked redirecting the conversation.

"Pre-love." She sighed like a love struck school girl.

"Maybe he is the one for you." I said.

"I feel so too." She said.

"Where is Mazey?" I asked.

"She's downstairs playing." She answered.

"Go away I'm going to bathe." I said.

"Did you know that Ashley also wants Gold fingers?" She question.

"Who's Ashley?" I asked.

"Mazey's teacher." She answered.

"I know I think she has a thing for me." I said.

"Think? She wants you like air. Didn't you see how she looked at you?" She questioned as I stripped.

"I try not to, so I don't encourage it." I said.

"It's the look of saying I want you I need you fuel my fire be my gasoline." She held my pillow lovingly.

"Shut up." I said and stepped in the shower. She sat outside tell me about Gold fingers she was such a pervert sometimes.