I paid a virgin

Chapter 42

Chapter Forty Two

Fixation

It's difficult hiding things from your family and friends especially if they thought you despise the guy like them. They love to think you felt the same way as they are. But things changes and I was breaking all the rules here; lying and faking my emotions just for a show in front of their trustful faces. Only one person doesn't believe my façade, and that is Erin who kept a suspicious look after the incident in Hawk's house. Stupid me for reasoning so wrongly. This wouldn't have happen if I just validated my options first before telling an obvious lie.

Whenever I excuse myself to visit a quick bathroom break, Erin seems to wear a knowing look directed in my direction that worried me. The thing is she doesn't confront me or murmur behind my back. Whatever she observed she kept it inside. Which I am glad for because I was sneaking for a quick get together with Trench who was always waiting in an empty corridor near the abandon science laboratory. We aren't doing anything just a little bit of kissing and groping. That's it and I dash back to my friends supporting a red face and swollen lips that I kept biting to sway their suspicion if ever they notice anything different from my face.

We texted most of the night and whenever I was free from my watchful friends. Sometimes at work in my break time. And whenever it's time to go home, he was there park beside my car just waiting for everybody to clear off before getting out of his car and approach me. After that we kept repeating what happened in his car a few days ago. I always tell my parents of over time if ever I was late getting home, anyway, it only happens on Sundays and Saturdays. It's not like we do it every chances we get. There are limitations still hovering above us.

"Hey my parents are going to have their five days trip to Moscow wanna come in my house?" he asked, his fingers tracing my sweaty and naked back while I slump on his chest recovering from strenuous activity if you know what I mean.

"What time is it?"

"Six, we've been in the parking lot for like an hour"

"Oh" I mumbled getting up from him. Damn it, I will get an earful from my dad if I don't get my butt home now. "I need to go.."

"Tell you what, I'll bribe the manager tomorrow to take you off the hook so you can spend the rest of the day tomorrow with me. It's time for you to know about the whole story don't you think?" he bargained. I slid my lower dress first, his eyes following everything I do.

"I prefer you naked in front of me you know"

"Yeah that would be some wise kind of greetings when I arrive home, hickies seen in places that would make my dad blood boil in anger," I scorn.

He thinks for a moment before nodding, "okay but you'll spend time with me the entire day tomorrow, I'll take care of Mr. Peterson for you"

"You better make sure I'm excuse Trench or I'll castrate you and I am not even kidding," I warned eyeing the organ he wouldn't appreciate its absence for the rest of his life.

He holds it as if I already had done my plans to his junior. "Don't threat him like that woman!" he stuttered, "besides, Mr. Peterson is easy to manipulate okay. Everything will be fine, trust me."

***

I was right when I got home, my parents weren't thrilled of me getting home half an hour after my shift in the restaurant. Earlier, I spurt my perfume all over my clothes to mask the smell of you know what. Trench offered me his hanky too to wipe sweat off my face and neck. I offered to wash it but he refuses; it's weird looking at him sniffing the hanky when I handed it to him. What's wrong with this guy? He is making me uneasy when he acts so creepy. And yes he behaves like a stalker sometimes, turning in the places where I am at unexpectedly. He's just there watching me with careful eyes. Does he not get tired of me?