Page 6 of Virgin's New Flavors of Lust
I wish that I could figure it out before it’s too late.
I know it’s not going to be easy and I’m even more worried about what’ll end up coming next.
I suppose that I’m going to have to decide.
“Well, we wanted to welcome you to dinner one of these nights as a welcome to the neighborhood.” Alexi offers to me, but something tells me that it is not going to be just dinner, “I can just tell that we are going to get along just fine if you would like that.”
“You don’t know me.” I correct him, seeing how he pauses a little bit, “so how am I to just believe you? It seems a little crazy if you ask me if you’re showing up and asking me to dinner.”
“I’m not lying.” He tells me, reaching out and the momentary brush of his fingers against my cheek makes me still, “I’m not certain what’s going through that pretty little head of yours, but I have no ill intentions.”
I can tell that is a promise.
I’d like to be able to do a lot more, but I have no clue what I’m going to do about it. I don’t even know if we’re going to be fine. Something tells me that it isn’t going to be easy, and it just might be a mess.
What more can I do about it?
I suppose one way or the other, this is the way that it has to be.
Do they even realize it?
The terrifying realization that this can turn around on me scares me a little bit, but I also know that I don’t want to let go. I know what I’m aching for, and it is pretty clear that I’m longing for a lot more.
I don’t want to let go either.
I want to enjoy my life, and something is telling me to make them mine.
Nothing matters what ends up coming from it because it is the truth. I wish that I could say there’s a more logical reason, but I can’t say that there is.
All I know is this is what I want, and this is what I’m going for. There’s no way that I’m going to be able to walk away and whatever ends up coming from it, I know this is what I’m going to have to do.
Either way, I’m taking this one step at a time and I’m not going to be able to do anything else about it.
I’m scared but also curious.
I’m horny.
I didn’t think that I would feel that way, but it has erupted inside of me, but I have to put it away for right now. If it goes the wrong way, then I’m certain that there’s not much else I can do about it.
I wish that I could figure it out but it’s not going the way that I had hoped it would.
Something tells me it is not going to be easy no matter which direction we go down.
That much I have already decided before it is too late.
“Sure, I’ll have dinner with you tomorrow.” I finally decide, seeing how they both look pleased, “I’d really like that.”
I can’t believe that I’m admitting something like this in the way that I couldn’t dream about. A part of me is terrified in the sense that it’s going to be a lot more for me to handle.
I’m already certain that no matter what comes from it, there’s only one way that I’m going to get past this.
And I don’t think it’s going to be walking away.
“We will see you then.” Mikhail murmurs, his voice even deeper and huskier than Alexi's, that is enough to make me tempted for a lot more, “I’m excited to see where things go tomorrow.”
I’m shocked by his words because I didn’t expect him to be so blunt about it.
Another part of me was eager to see what would come from it but I’m certain that it would go one way or the other. If it went another way, I could almost believe that there’s no way that I would be able to walk away.
