I came back from the mall friday night and sat online til around 11:30. Brian IMmed me and asked me after 15 minutes to come over. So I thought about it, asked him if he was drunk and after he said "No" I decided to head over. When I get there, he's wearing a wifebeater and khakis. And we sit on opposing beds in his dormroom (his dorm is like 5 minutes away) tossing a tennis ball back and forth for about 20 minutes much like we did before we first kissed.He was asking me all these questions about my foot, how I was feeling and how it was when I went home. Being really sweet and stuff.
Brian tosses the ball at me and it smacks into the bed, bouncing off into another direction, towards the door. "Your territory," he says.
So I got up and got it but he stood up and chased me until he jokingly fell on his face. I look down at him and he goes to pull at the bellbottoms of my jeans.
"Is this your bad foot?""No.""Good," he replied and pulls me downward onto the floor with him. He crawls up in front of me on all fours and then leans in deep. He kisses me and it's better than the last time. It was slower, which I liked. He stood up and pulls me up with him, picks me up by the waist and takes me over to the bed and we sit there making out for like an hour. I'm on top of him, he's ontop of me. Forceful but not too much, just right.
Brian was calling me beautiful and kept using the word "dear" when addressing me.
After we were making out and massaging each other, we just lay on his bed, spooning. He had one arm around me and his head was leaning onto mine. One arm was caressing my arm, and the other rested on my stomach, fingers intertwining with mine. He actually made the move for it. Every now and then he'd kiss me by my ear and would just breathe down my neck as we watched football on the tv.
Brian would keep saying that he didn't want me to go. He wanted me to stay there with him and just sleep but I told him I had to go but could probably foresee stayin another time. It was too soon. So I stood up and walked towards the door and he pulls me in front of the mirror to look at my neck.
One short strand of hickeys on the left side and an isolated one on the right. He kisses me goodnight and then we talk about a possible Sunday lunch. Whether or not that will happen, who knows.
I get back to my room at around 3am. I fall asleep and then wake up 8 hours later to the realization that Tony will be on campus in about 4 hours. Nice, no? So, I shower. I rummage through clothes and then play with makeup and concealer so that his parents won't think I'm a slut due to the lovebites I've received. Tony thinking I'm a slut? Not a concern. I wanted him to see them. I wanted to know if he'd have anything to say.
He arrives here and his parents stay in the van while I take him for lunch with my neighbor, Christina. The wind is blowing and my hair isn't that long but it had successfully covered up the hickeys until this point. We're talking for a bit, the wind blows and he runs his hand along the exposed hickey and says "I see you had fun last night." (I was in the middle of talking to him when Brian called me over). I blush and for the rest of the day refrain from sharing any intimate details. Yet, Tony kept staring at the mark on my neck and smiling smiling whenever I ask what he finds so funny. While we sat and ate lunch, he tells me that tonight, we have to talk because he has some developments of his own. Isn't that convenient? His parents joined us soon afterwards and his mother joked that since I've been gone, Tony's been upset and crying every night. We all laughed.
He came with me to check his mail and then I led him back to his car. He was telling me about how the gossip mill is running and Cindy now knows everything that happened between us earlier in the year. It made me laugh and was a good ego boost. Just, the news he shared with me about the girl he's now interested in bothered me only due to the fact that the girl is *so* not his type and also seemed too conveniently timed. I wonder if he would have mentioned anything about her had I not had the hickeys. It seemed too much of a one-upping situation for me to believe but if it's true, more power to him. He needs to be involved with someone who can treat him right and there's nothing I can do or ever could have done for him but to be a friend. So there. Good riddance to my infatuation and desire to be with him, onto our friendship.
But I still felt great knowing that things are different between us now when it comes to my availability. Onto Brian, let's see where that goes. No matter what happened, I really was in need of the make-out session and it was good.
