“Three times not enough for you, soldier?” She asked, toweling her hair dry before wrapping it around herself.
“I will never get enough of you, Bianca,” Alex growled, gripping Bianca by the waist and pulling her to him.
She yelped in surprise. “You can’t change my mind this morning. I can’t be late for work.” Bianca said, pushing off of his chest.
“Can’t blame a guy for trying,” Alex said with a smirk.
Bianca laughed and strolled into her walk in closet. Alex followed, the smirk remaining. He clearly planned on watching her dress. It would be torture for both of them.
“Don’t you have a plane to catch?” Bianca asked, dropping her towel.
Alex’s eyes grew wide, the smirk gone. They traveled down her body and back up again slowly, stopping finally at her eyes. Bianca swallowed hard; maybe she could be late to work just this once. The way Alex was looking at her made her whole body heat.
“Alex,” she whispered as he approached her.
“I told you Bianca, it’s never enough,” His mouth crashed into hers and his arms circled her waist.
Bianca moaned, her nakedness next to him being clothed made it even hotter. She could feel his erection pressing against her bare belly through his jeans. Her hard nipples brushed against the rough material of his polo shirt and it sent a zing of pleasure straight between her thighs. In the back of her mind she knew there wasn’t time for this but she couldn’t let him go. Her fingers laced through his sandy hair and she pulled him in closer, deepening the kiss. She wanted more; she wanted all of it, all of him. A shrill ring sounded in the bedroom and Bianca came crashing back to reality. It was a work day and she was going to be late. Reluctantly, she pulled herself away from Alex. A look of disappointment crossed his face and she was pretty sure it was mirrored on hers. Who the hell was calling this early anyway?
“I’m sorry. I really have to go.” She said with regret.
“I know. I do too. I can’t miss this meeting. I need this investor.” Alex grumbled as he answered the still shrieking phone. Something like anger passed over his face but was gone instantly.
Bianca wondered if it was directed at her. She knew he was having a hard time finding investors for his new business venture. He had to be getting frustrated. Although she knew about his struggle to find work she couldn’t shake the feeling that it was about her. That she was the reason he was so angry. Pushing the thought aside for now so as not to ruin the time they had before he left, Bianca went about getting ready for work. It was finally starting to feel like fall in Philadelphia so she pulled on a pair of black slacks and a long sleeved white silk blouse. Red flats completed the outfit and when she emerged from the walk-in, Alex was holding his duffle bag, dressed and ready to go. The sight of him never ceased to take her breath away. His dirty blond hair was combed back, but a few strands managed to slip out and fall over his eye. She approached him and pushed them away. He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. There was something distracting him this morning. Bianca told herself it was nervousness about his meeting.
They walked downstairs together in silence and each grabbed a travel mug with coffee and a bagel before heading out the door. Alex stopped beside her car door just before she climbed in.
“I’ll see you in a few days,” he said. He looked as if he was going to say something else but instead leaned forward and pressed a firm kiss on her lips.
Bianca reciprocated, “I’ll see you soon.” She had the sudden unexpected urge to tell him she loved him. But it was too soon for that right?
She watched him amble out of the garage and toss his bag in the backseat of his SUV. He waved one last time before climbing in and starting the engine. Bianca didn’t get into her car until he pulled away, the nagging thought that something was left unsaid between them plaguing her all the way to work.
Chapter 6
Halfway through the week Bianca missed Alex. Who was she kidding, halfway through the first day she missed him, but she tried to stay busy. Between work, and her college night classes starting back up, she wasn’t home pining for him as much as she thought. That didn’t mean she wasn’t thinking about him regularly while going about her day at school and work. She could still feel those last desperate kisses they shared the morning he left; the way his clothed body pressed against her naked one. Just the thought had moisture soaking her underwear. She couldn’t wait for him to get back.
“Bianca? Did you hear the question?” Her head popped up off of her hand as the professor asked her a question.
“I’m sorry, what was that?” She asked quietly. Everyone was looking at her.
Her face heated with embarrassment at being caught daydreaming about having sex with her boyfriend by her professor. Not that she knew what Bianca was thinking, but it was still awkward.
“I asked you what were the three ways a student could make connections with a text?” Dr. Reynolds pursed her already small lips until they were just barely a line.
Bianca sighed. “Text to self, text to text and text to world,” She recited from memory.
The professor’s look changed from ticked to mildly surprised. For some reason she didn’t like Bianca and called on her any chance she could to try to make her flustered. Unfortunately every time, even when not ready for the question, Bianca answered correctly.
“Very well,” She muttered before moving on to something else.
Bianca smiled and her friend Jeanie, a fellow teacher’s aide from the school where she was a teacher’s aide, stifled a laugh. With a huff, the professor finished class. Bianca wasn’t sure what crawled up her ass and died but she didn’t really care either. She had more important things to think about. Like Alex’s last kiss, or her period finally being late. Suppressing a squeal of glee as she walked from the classroom, Bianca told herself she would take the pregnancy test as soon as she returned home.
“Where are you headed?” Jeanie asked, falling into step beside Bianca as she walked into the parking lot.
“Just home. Between work and classes I am so exhausted,” she answered, stifling a yawn as if to demonstrate.
Jeanie nodded in agreement. They would graduate the same time and had been taking classes together from the beginning. “I know what you mean. It doesn’t help any that Marley isn’t sleeping at night and since my mom can only help me with her in the evenings I have no energy left.” Jeanie was raising her eighteen month old daughter alone and while it seemed hard, Bianca knew Jeanie wouldn’t change anything about her life at the moment.