I rolled my eyes. “I’ll try,” I said. I leaned down and kissed her once more, inhaling the scent of dried pussy on her face. “Have a good day, babe.”
Molly blushed. With a grin, I sauntered out of the apartment and got into my Mustang. As I drove down the street towards the firehouse, I felt lighter and happier than I had in ages. I’d finally done it – I’d had a mature talk with the woman I was starting to love. Is this how normal people act , I wondered. Are they able to have these kinds of talks without freaking out and going to pieces?
I felt both excited and a little nervous when I pulled up in front of the firehouse and parked my car. After going inside and taking a short shower, I walked into the common room and flopped down in a chair.
Rob smirked when he saw me. “Feeling better, bro?”
“Yeah,” I said. “Molly and I are together. I asked her to be my girlfriend.”
“What?” Rob’s jaw dropped. “Are you kidding?”
I narrowed my eyes and frowned. “Why would I joke about that? I like her a lot,” I said. “And she’s so fucking good in bed, it’s incredible.” I closed my eyes and sighed. “She fucks like a dream,” I said. “I can’t believe she was a virgin befo
re I slept with her for the first time.”
“Dude,” Rob said. “She’s a whale. You can’t date someone like that.” He shook his head. “You need someone hot, like Amanda Frick.”
“Amanda’s a stupid slut,” I said, rolling my eyes. “I fucked her a couple of times last year. She didn’t even know where Europe is.”
Rob burst out laughing. “So? I like dumb chicks,” he said. “They don’t ask too many question.”
I shrugged. “I like her,” I said. “And that’s not a joke. I like spending time with her. She’s very sweet.”
Rob shook his head and laughed. “Man, I thought you were going through some kind of chubby chaser stage. I don’t get it – why her? Why not someone else?”
“Because I’ve never had feelings for anyone else the way I have feelings for her,” I said angrily. “And I’d like to think that you’d understand that. You’re my best friend, dude,” I added. “Why do you care so much if I date Molly?”
Rob shook his head. “Man, whoa, calm down,” he said. He snickered. “I’m just worried about you, that’s all.”
“Worried about me?” I narrowed my eyes. “What the fuck does that even mean?”
Rob laughed. “I’m worried about you being crushed to death by that girl,” he said, laughing so hard he fell over in his chair. “It’s a real danger, you know, getting crushed by fat chicks.”
“Dude, fuck you,” I said. “That’s not cool. When I bring Molly here to meet the guys, you’d better goddamned well be nice to her.”
Rob looked at me with his mouth hanging open. “You’re seriously bringing her here? What is wrong with you, dude? You do realize everyone else is going to act the same way I’m acting, right?”
“Then you’re all a bunch of shitheads,” I said angrily. “And you can all go get fucked.” Shoving my hands into my pockets, I stormed into the kitchen and grabbed a beer.
I was starting to realize that being with Molly was going to be a lot more complicated than I’d initially thought.
But I didn’t care. I was starting to fall in love with her, and I wanted to be with her no matter what.
Chapter Twenty-One
Molly
I didn’t realize it at the time, but I was glad that Alex left before Rebecca got home. It hadn’t even occurred to me at the time, but she could’ve walked right in when he was in the middle of eating me out. I shivered and pulled my shorts back on. My pussy still had that slippery, wet feeling that I was growing used to after sex.
It made me feel like a real woman.
But not as much as knowing that now, I could call Alex my boyfriend. We’d finally done it – and it had gone so much better than I’d expected. Never in a million years would I have thought a man like Alex Travers would want to be my boyfriend.
It was the best day of my life.
Rebecca got home about half an hour after Alex had left. I’d taken a shower and now I was curled up on the couch with a textbook. I felt so guilty that I’d been neglecting my studies. Even Dan had called a few times and I’d been so preoccupied thinking about Alex that I’d completely ignored him.
“Hey,” Rebecca said. She looked sweaty and very red in the face. She flopped down on the other end of the couch. “How are you?”