Then my sexy Vivian comes sauntering my way. I set down my tools and turn off the camera.
“Hello, Vivian,” I grunt out, fighting the growing arousal.
“Hi, Simon. Your mom brought us some lunch.”
“Uslunch?” She conveniently left that out. “Did you want to go upstairs and eat it in the office with me, or…”
“I’ll join you in a moment. Let me wash up really quick.” Fuck, I’m not wasting an opportunity to speak with her.
I walk back to my station to ensure everything is turned off. I hurry into the office, and she has it set up at the table my parents usually share their lunch at. “Mom thought of everything.” We get through our meal, making small talk.
“How is school?” I ask her.
“Good. I’m almost done.”
“Are you planning on becoming a baker?”
“You remember that?”
“I’ve known you your entire life, Viv.” I shake my head.
“I’m not sure. I only do it for fun. I used to help out at the bakery.”
“What stopped that?” She looks around the room.
“Oh. Yeah…” I want to say that I’m sorry about that, but having her here is so damn worth it.
There’s a bag for cleaning up the food and as we do, I see a small emergency bag that saysjust in case. “Your mom was prepared for everything, including this?” She lifts out two condoms. I gasp and snatch them.
“I can’t believe she did that.”
“Are you kidding? I’m surprised your mother hasn’t put up a neon sign that I’m up here and single.”
I let out a deep rumble. “You’re not fucking single, Vivian.”
“I think we’ve been through this.”
“Fine. We have no need for these,” I say, tossing them in the trash.
“Well, I’m glad we cleared that up.”
“Trouble, we haven’t cleared shit up. We don’t need them because when I get inside of you, I won’t be sliding a condom on. You’re mine, and I’m yours.”
“Fuck. Why do you have to say things like that?”
“Does that bother you?”
“Yes and no.”
“Tell me why, and maybe I’ll let you go without a kiss like you need.”
“Because you make me horny. That’s the truth, and like you said before, I’m too young and we have too many unresolved issues.” She might have turned eighteen when I was recovering, but she’s still in high school and I’m in college, miles apart.
“I only said the too young part. The other shit I’d love to get through.” I can’t believe I did anything too serious because it’s not in my character. Despite forgetting that weekend, it didn’t mean I would have abandoned my morals. I wouldn’t have cheated on her, and I wouldn’t have dared to lay a handon her, so there wasn’t anything I could have done that wasn’t forgivable, or so at least I believed.
“I told you the truth. Now if you’ll excuse me. I need to use the ladies’ room.”
“Okay, but we’re going to talk about this later.” She slides right past me, brushing my shoulder, although she did her best not to touch me at all. I smirked because it wasn’t like she didn’t want my touch. If I wasn’t afraid of pushing too hard, things would have ended different here today.
