Her

: : Part XLIII : :

: : Part XLIII : :

There she was; laughing. Her head was flung back, her hair trickled down her back in white blonde waves. She was breathtakingly beautiful. It was days and times like these that you realised just how much Sienna meant to you, and how amazing she really was.

Sienna’s eyes connected with yours and a smile placed itself on her small, plush lips. She excused herself from Avery and Benson and walked over towards you.

Her lips connected with yours before you could say anything. Her lips felt plush and warm upon yours. Her mouth was enticing and playful. She kissed you like she was your oxygen and you needed to breathe.

“Hi,” she whispered once she pulled away.

You didn’t say anything. You couldn’t say anything.

“We should talk.” Sienna told you, and began to pull you away from the two pairs of eyes that lay upon you and Sienna and walked out of eye sight.

Sienna walked you into her room—well, your room that you both shared- and closed the door behind. Sienna was so close to you that you could feel her body slightly tremble. The next thing you know your mouth was on hers, and her arms were around you. You pushed her against the door, getting closer to her and your kisses quickly became ravenous.

Sienna pulled away, slightly out of breath, but you kissed her neck and her sensitive spot right between her ear and her chin. She let out a small gasp, and pushed you against her harder. “Carson, we have to talk.” Her voice was wispy and breathless.

You heard her, but you just couldn’t stop, you kissed her on her lips again deeply, and then when she didn’t pull away again, you did and spoke. “Talk later, kiss now.”

You began to lean into her again, when she pushed against your chest. Her arms draping against you. “Carson, please. Alex is just across the hall.”

You nodded, understanding. But kissed her softly on the side of her mouth. “Sorry,” you muttered.

Sienna smiled gently and pulled you towards the bed.

“Wait! What?” You asked, confused. You couldn’t kiss her, but making love was fine?

“Calm down, Carson. We just need to talk.” She spoke, laughing at your dismay. You did as she said and sat next to her. “I think we should talk this through. Because, I said some pretty big things, and then we just slept together-“ You cut her off.

“We didn’t just sleep together.”

“Fine, Carson, we fucked. Does that make you happy?”

“No, not at all. Sienna,” you touched her face, “we didn’t fuck, we made love. Because I love you. I always have. You are the woman that I can’t be without. You are it for me.”

Sienna was silent for a moment. “Our feelings have never been the problem, Carson. It’s always been a particular human that we can’t be honest with.”

“Alex?”

Sienna nodded.

“Do you want me to talk to him?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want me to tell him everything?”

“Well, only the G-rated parts.” She giggled and smashed her lips on yours.

***

You knocked three times on Alex’s door. Nothing. “Alex?” You called in, a few muffled sounds escaped through the door. “I can hear you.” The door opened quickly and there stood Cherrie with a robe barely covering her body.

“Carson.” She smiled, closing the door slightly behind her. There was ruffling back in the room.

“Cherrie, how are you?” You smiled at her. “This is a bad time, I’ll come back later.” You said, before she had a chance to answer your pleasantries.

“No, now’s perfect.”

“Are you sure? Because I have other things I can do…” You trailed off, pointing away from the room.

“Carson, go in.”

You followed her into the room. “Hey, mate.” You smiled uncomfortably at Alex. Your nerves were alive, on fire, screaming.

“Carson.” Alex smiled back.

“If you boys want me I’ll be having a shower.” Cherrie said from the door, disappearing.

“What’s up?” Alex asked you from his bed. He lay on it with jeans hanging loose on his hips.

“Not much, just haven’t talked much since we’ve been here, that’s all.” Alex nods. Standing up from the bed, Alex’s low rising jeans, fell lower. “Alex, your umm…” you trailed of uncomfortably, looking away, “your jeans are…” you cleared you throat, and pointed.

Alex looked down, and laughed with a smile spread on his face. “My junk is out of my trunk.” You laughed softly. “Come on, Carson, we have been friends for a long time. We’ve helped each other out in more compromising situations. This shouldn’t bother you.” Alex shimmied his hips trying to get your focus on his ‘junk.’

“Alex, umm, that reminds me we have to talk about Sienna.” Alex zipped up his jeans and pulled them up.

“My dick reminds you of my sister? Carson, what type of talk is this?”

“Not exactly, I just need to tell you something.”

“Sure. But before you do, I need to say something too.” Alex said, his playful attitude gone. “I guess this place always reminds me of my parents and even though it should it still sort of hurts.” He gave a soft laugh. “I think what I am trying to say is, thank you. I never really thanked you for everything you did for her. You were there when I couldn’t be, I wasn’t the best brother, although I tried, I wasn’t good enough for her. And you were. So thank you. You were both of our best friends and you’re a good mate.” Alex slapped your shoulders. “And it helps that you never slept with her. You never even tried, I mean, the guys wanted to just because it would piss me off and you had opportunities and you never did.”

You just couldn’t even.

“So, now that is off my chest, what did you want to tell me?”