The Bridge

Chapter 5

Aurelia

Aubrey held my hand as he led me down to his car. I felt like it could be too soon to be showing each other affection in such a way, even if it was as innocent as this. We weren't together or anything but it did feel so good though. His hand was surprisingly soft and the way he would occasionally look back and smile at me as I followed was wearing me down a bit. His clothing would occasionally rub against my arm and it felt like heaven. He looked so sexy. As we were approaching his vehicle I saw a driver step out of the black Escalade to open the rear door for us which was not at all what I was expecting. I thanked the driver and got myself situated in my seat, Aubrey filed suit.

He mentioned the other night that he was in town for business but I never really inquired about what his career actually was. We literally talked about the most random things that night. I didn't ask too much about him personally in hopes he wouldn't ask too much about me. Given the luxury car that we were in and the driver upfront, I would say he makes a whole hell of a lot.

I handed the driver the locations of the apartments I was interested in looking at and I noticed Aubrey's demeanor change the further we traveled from Grosse Pointe. Many of the apartments we saw as well as the neighborhoods were not as nice as what I was currently living in but it was all I could afford. He was being kind and seemed to not want to say too much about any of them but I could tell he was really confused about it all.

After we re-entered the vehicle after the last showing I decided to break the ice, "Is everything okay, you've been quiet?"

"Yeah, uhm, I just..."he rubbed the back of his neck before continuing, "I guess I just assumed that..."

"That because of my current housing situation we would have been seeing something similar in a decent neighborhood?" I softly whispered, interrupting. 

"Yeah" he sighed making eye contact. I looked down at my lap.

"A friend of my grandmothers owns the complex. I was living with her but after she passed and the whole mess with our home going into foreclosure I had no where else to go. Aris, my best friend, offered to house me but I didn't want to impose. Marcus was kind enough to let me live in his complex at a majorly discounted rate but he made a business move last year and sold it to new owners who are a bit greedy. I make enough money to care for myself but I cant comfortably do that where I'm currently staying at full price," I said looking up, finally meeting his eyes.

He let his head fall back on the seat and lifted a hand to gently place his palm on my cheek and stroked it with his thumb. I unintentionally leaned into his palm and let out the faintest whimper.

"We have had a busy day, are you hungry?" he smiled and leaned forward placing a chaste kiss on my forehead, "let me feed you".

I nodded.

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I really wasn't in the mood to sit down and dine so we opted to grab takeout. It was from one of my favorite restaurants in the city called Norma G's who specialized in Trinidadian cuisine. We were closer to Aubrey's hotel than my apartment so we headed to the MGM Grand Detroit.

Aubrey opened the doors to a penthouse suite. I stepped inside and I was blown away by the elegance and size. It had to be at least 1,500 square feet. Aubrey set our food on the dining table and showed me around. The room featured a large open living and dining area, 1.5 bathrooms and in the master bath a steam shower and soaking tub. I was in awe but did my best to not show it. "Remind me to use this tub before you check out," I joked. I really wasn't joking though. I was getting in that tub. I hadn't seen anything like it.

"You're more than welcome to, I haven't used it and whatever I have to do or let you do, to be in the company of you, I am all for," he whispered in my ear.

A shiver worked it's way down my spine. I hadn't even noticed that he moved from his spot at the doorway. I was that fixated on the tub. I think he realized the effect he was having on me because he let out a soft chuckle and walked out of the bathroom heading towards the dining room. I took one last look at the tub, gathered myself and soon followed.

Aubrey

I was really feeling uncomfortable about Lia's soon to be living arrangement. A woman like her shouldn't be living in those types of conditions. I want to bring it up again and offer my help but if she turned down the help of her best friend there is no way she is going to accept mine. We still know nothing about each other and trust comes with rapport. It's just this feeling I get with her that makes me want to do any and everything.

"I am starving, let's eat!", she exclaimed walking into the dining area. I draped my parka over my chair and sunk down onto it. She stared at me wide eyed, "what are you doing?"

"I'm eating. Where are you going with your food?", I inquired.

"To your room."

I stared blankly, "Why?"

"I don't eat takeout at a dining room table, I eat takeout in bed" she said.

"Okay...but that's my bed not your bed. Note that I am placing emphasis on the word "my", I said with the upmost sarcasm.

She shifted her weight onto her left leg before deciding to walk over, slowly pacing herself. She placed her food back on the dining table and made her way to stand behind my seat. I was tempted to look her way but I wanted to give the impression I wasn't phased. Before long, I felt her tip my head back so we were making eye contact. She gently ran her thumbs over my eyebrows and cocked her head to the side.

"What happened to you doing or letting me do anything that keeps me in your company?" she whispered in a bedroom voice.

Fuck, I did say that. Still gazing up at her I sighed, then smirked, "if you get crumbs on my sheets I'm gonna beat that ass up!"

"Mmm, I'm not really all that into ass play but my pussy can handle whatever beating you choose to give it Papí", she winked, grabbed her food and headed in the direction of the bedroom.

My jaw dropped, I returned my head to an upright position and stared after her, wide eyed.