Curved Edges ✔

(86) Time to Talk

♡ NOAH

Fuck! I forgot about the wound on my forehead. I quickly drop my hand and look at Ama from the corner of my eye. 

She turns in her chair and gently lifts my hair from the wound. She inspects it, "What happened?"

And of course, this is the moment that Conan comes back to the table with Laura. And he says: "He saw the picture of you in your work attire at the club. He drank too much, cried, got up, stumbled, and hit his head against the coffee table, and then cried some more. It wasn't pretty Ama."

Ama's eyes stayed focused on me while Conan explained and she softly asks: "What picture?"

I grab my phone and show her the picture X sent me.

"What the fuck? X sent that to you? Asshole."

Conan, Laura, and I chuckle at her anger. Conan hands her his phone, smirks, and says: "Just hit play and enjoy Ama."

Ama watches the video, her smile growing wider as she watches more of it. She looks up at me when it reaches the end and says: "Feli."

I nod and I see pride flash in her eyes. But just for a second. She hands the phone back to Conan without looking at him. Her smile drops as she turns to face me again, cupping my face with her hands. She is about to say she's sorry again and I stop her.

"I know you are. But don't apologize for something someone else did to me. It's not your fault."

Laura clears her throat, "Maybe you two should dance. Just get out of your head for a bit."

I get up and hold my hand out to her. She puts her hand in mine and I guide her over to the dance floor. When we get there I stare into her eyes as she wraps her arms around my neck. I wrap my arms around her back loosely and swallow the lump in my throat down.

She looks back at me and pulls me closer. She whispers: "You better hold me close. Or I'm asking Conan to switch places with you." Her eyes flash with mischief and I wrap my arms around her lower back tighter, making sure our bodies touch as much as possible.

We sway slowly on 'When a man loves a woman' and I thank Conan in my head for choosing this club for our double date. I smile at Ama and she smiles back at me, resting her forehead against mine as she looks into my eyes. She plays with the hair at the back of my neck and I get lost in her eyes.

I wish I could save this moment forever because this feels like magic and I know it's not going to last.

The music changes and she takes a small step back. Yeah, the magic is gone. I try to hide my disappointment but I'm sure Ama sees it when my eyes connect with hers again. She shoots me a half smile and we walk back to our table.

My whiskey is still sitting there untouched and it will stay that way unless Conan drinks it. I'm not going to fuck this up with alcohol. 

I look at Ama and she seems to doubt something.

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♡ AMA

I take a deep breath and ask: "Do you want to go somewhere quiet to talk?" 

His eyes go wide for a second and he slowly nods. He clearly didn't see that coming. But I want to talk it all out at the very least. There's no way I can move on without putting it all on the table.

He softly asks: "My house? Or neutral terrain?"

I smile, "Your house is fine. I know you well enough to know how much of a gentleman you are."

I look at Conan and Laura, who are staring at us with goofy smiles on their faces. I chuckle softly and get up to hug Conan. "Thank you for setting this up. We need to talk and you inviting me here has made me say yes."

He hugs me tightly as he says: "Just be honest with that idiot and with yourself. You've got a friend in me whether you're with him or not."

I shoot him a grateful look and move to Laura, who spreads her arms wide. I smile and hug her as I say: "It was a pleasure to meet you. I hope to see you again soon."

She rubs my back and says: "He really loves you Ama. Give him a fair shot please."

I look into her eyes and see how much she cares for Noah, mixed with how bad he has taken the time I ignored him. I softly say: "I will. I promise."

Noah hugs Laura too before carefully grabbing my hand and looking into my eyes if I'm okay with it. I nudge his shoulder with mine and wink at him. We walk towards the wardrobe and the lady remembers Noah and hands him his jacket right away.

He hangs it around my shoulders and kisses my cheek. I smile at him and slide my hand into his again as we walk out. He guides me to the back of the club and I see his red Beetle next to Conan's car. He opens the door for me and I sit my ass down first. I hike my dress up before pulling my legs inside of the car. 

I look up at Noah and catch him staring at my legs.

He clears his throat and closes my door gently, rushing to the other side of the car. He gets behind the wheel and looks at me. "Ama? Are you sure you want to go to my house?"

I look into his eyes, "Yes, I'm sure. Let's talk there."

I hum along to some rock song on the radio as Noah drives to his place, his knuckles white from clenching the steering wheel. He is very nervous and that makes me nervous too. We arrive at his house and we walk up to his back door.

He steps closer and for a second I think he's about to kiss me. His eyes drop down to my lips and I lick them nervously. Did he just moan a little? But he sticks his hand in the pocket of his jacket around my shoulders and pulls a set of keys out. He pushes me against the back door, unlocking it and I almost fall inside.

His reflexes are as excellent as ever and he catches me, smirking down at me. He says without stuttering: "I love playing the hero. Especially when it involves you Ama."

I get lost in his eyes and think back on the first time he was my hero. I mumble: "Are you going to carry me again?" I'm in his arms before I've said the last word and he carries me inside.

He looks down at me, "Where would you like to go to, princess? Kitchen, living room..." 

He bites his lip before mumbling: "Bedroom?" 

I see desire flash in his eyes and fuck me, I'm tempted. But I know Noah's not Donté. I can't sleep with Noah unless I'm sure he's the one... unless he's sure I'm the one.

I answer: "Kitchen. Let's try and do it better this time."

He grins and sits me down on top of the kitchen table. He looks at my feet and I wonder what he's thinking. There's something different in those eyes of his. 

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Yes, another one. I'm having fun here. ;)

I hope you're enjoying these too.

There might be another one coming...

Conan & Laura => STDsam

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