The Next Day

 *RING...RING...RING...*

 "FUCK! It's 7:30 in the morning. Who the hell is calling me right now!?!" I'm growling as I look at the clock next to my bed and reach to grab the phone. 

"Sup Bitch... I've heard about you this morning." you can hear the smile in Chuck's voice.

"What are you talking about? And why are you calling me right now... I'm going to kick your ass later." I reply coldly

"So... there's someone at my house right now. He's been calling everyone we know trying to find you. Lucky for them, they showed up at the right place. What the hell did you do last night?" Chuck's tone has switched to sly mocking. 

I'm going over the details in my head. There's nothing standing out. Dancing. Laughing. Late dinner... (or early breakfast, however you want to look at it.) Just the normal stuff. Nothing worth remembering..... Dane... That was worth remembering. The scent of his cologne floods back into my senses. 

"Who's at your house?" I ask trying to sound aloof. 

"I'm not supposed to tell you. Just call and come get you. But I will tell you... Bitch... he is FOINE!! Now get up and get dressed. I'll be there in fifteen minutes." Chuck hangs up without giving me an opportunity to protest. 

It couldn't be Dane. I was just goofing off last night. He knew that, right? It definitely wasn't worth hunting me down for... Shit.. maybe not... I secretly hope it's him.

I get up and look at myself. I'm still in the same clothes from last night. We didn't get home until about 5:00 am, I laid down and passed out. I still have my damn boots on. I strip down and jump in the shower. Can't go see the mystery guest still smelling like a bad Kenny Rogers song. After the quickest shower ever, my dad would call it a whore's bath, I go into my room to get dressed and I hear Chuck and my mother talking in the living room. 

"It's a bit early to be knocking on the door don't you think?" My mom has been in a perpetual state of pissed-off since my dad died. The doctors suggested for her to go to grief counseling, but she won't go. So I try to keep my distance. We already fight if I take the wrong amount of breaths in her presence. I know she just lost her husband and it's hard for her, but taking it out on me doesn't help either of us. 

"Sorry, Mom. Just here to grab Vi, we have some things to do today." Chuck says. You can hear the sadness in his voice. He and my mom used to joke like best buds before, she just tolerates everyone's existence now. As he comes into my room he mouths at me "Oh My God!" I just shrug my shoulders and nod my head. 

"Are you going to tell me what the hell's going on now? Why do I have to get up and go to your house?" a little irritated, I ask as I shuffle through my closet trying to find something to wear. I settle on my favorite jeans that hug the curves of my ass just right and a plain t-shirt. I put on my boots and, apply a quick layer of makeup and throw my hair up in a messy ponytail. "Presentable?" I ask and spin in a circle for Chuck's approval. 

"Very nonchalant. I like it." Chuck winks. "Now let's go. This shit is going to be fun."

"Great. Still not telling me anything, huh?" I ask and roll my eyes. 

"Nope. That would spoil the surprise." Chuck's walking through the door leaving me hesitating in the middle of the room. 

"FUUUUCK. Fine." I follow quietly rolling my eyes. Wondering why I'm not driving myself over there. He only lives a few miles away. I guess he knew I wouldn't come without knowing who I was going to see. I'm hoping it's Dane. Chuck refuses to say anything about it along the way. He's just chatting away about having to DJ last night because the main DJ was sick or something. I wasn't really paying attention. I'm a bad friend, I know. We pull onto Chuck's street and I see Ant's truck parked in the driveway. A bright red 1992 Chevy. After all the work he has done to the engine, you could hear it a mile away. I look over at Chuck, panic starts to take over...lately, where there is Ant, there is Dane. "Ant? I'm coming over for Ant?"

"Maaaybee." Chuck is teasing now. 

"Why?" I can't help thinking "Please don't be Ant."

I walk in the house and Chuck's mom is up and in the kitchen making coffee. She sees me and hugs me tight. "How are you, sweety? We haven't seen you in a while. Is your Mom doing ok?" I feel the concern in her hug. It makes me tear up a little bit. I love Mrs. Johnson. She's always so caring. I hug her back, tight. 

"I'm good Mom. Just trying to make it through the day. Moms not doing as well. She's angry all the time." I say matter of factly.

"It'll get better sweety. Just gotta give her a little time." She squeezes me in a hug one more time and kisses the top of my head. 

"Let's go to my room." Chuck grabs my hand, his mom smiles and turns back to her coffee. Chuck leads the way. His parents never question or worry about me being in his room all the time. I'm pretty sure they know he's gay, even though he hasn't officially come out yet. 

I walk into the room and there's Ant sitting on the bed. Just Ant. "You're a hard woman to locate. No one is willing to give up your phone number without your permission. What the hell woman!" He's laughing. 

"I don't like creepers calling me all hours of the night." I joke back

"Awww. I'm not a creeper... am I Ant?" a voice startles me. It's Dane.  He is coming into the room from the hall bathroom. I spin around.

"Says the creeper walking up on people from behind." my heart is pounding so hard I know everyone can hear it. I eye him suspiciously and smile. I step aside so he can come into the room. His hand grazes mine and electricity shoots all over my body again. What is that? He looks down at his hand... did he feel it too? "Why would you want my number?" 

Dane is standing next to me in the room. He leans in and looks into my eyes and smiles a cocky smile "Nice shoes, wanna fuck?"

He's so close to me I can feel the electricity again. He's not even touching me! "Yeah, about that." I start "You looked so lonely over there all alone. I just wanted to make you laugh."

Dane's watching me suspiciously, smirking and nodding his head. "Oh, I see... grab a guy's attention, then leave him standing there wanting more huh. That's how you play the game?" 

"No game. Just being friendly." I fake being insulted. 

"No number. No way to contact you at all. Yeah... Ok... No game." He laughs. "If good ole Chuck hadn't called you, I would have had to wait a whole week to talk to you again. That's a  mean thing to do that to a guy, especially after you complimented my shoes like that."

I laugh aloud. I wasn't expecting that. He leans in again. That cologne... it's intoxicating. Or maybe it's just him at this point I can't tell the difference anymore. "So are you going to give me your number or am I going to have to trade sexual favors with Chuck to get it?"

"Sexual favors huh... I'll give you a digit a favor.. sound good to you Chuck?" I call over Dane's shoulder, needing a slight distraction. Phone number... that's all he's after. I'm prepared to give him parts of my soul if he asks for it. 

"I'm sure I can think of something for you to do for me big boy so you can get that digit..."Chuck wiggles his eyebrows and hips at the same time. 

"It's gonna be like that, huh." he laughs and launches himself on the bed at Chuck laughing "come here big daddy pucker up" and plants a slobbery wet kiss on Chuck's cheek. 

"That's not the cheek you need to be kissing to get on my good side, Mister." Chucks wiping the wet kiss off his cheek laughing. 

The room erupts into laughter, Dane is sitting on the bed next to Chuck and he looks at me and smiles. Dane nods to the empty space next to him for me to come to sit down. I make my way to the bed and sit next to Dane. My skin is on fire next to him. Chuck and Ant decide they need to go outside for a cigarette and leave us in the room alone. "You really are a hard woman to find. I thought Ant would know your number since y'all have been friends for so long. Wait, why doesn't Ant have your number or know where you live?" Dane asks.

"He did have my number... but I changed it a few days ago when I moved back home. My ex-boyfriend was calling me nonstop to harass me." I tell him. 

"Want me to kick his ass? I didn't like him when I met him at the cemetery. He seemed... off." he said remembering the first time he met Ken. 

"You sure you remember him... you were up his sister's ass pretty far that day," I say playfully

"Yeah well... it's because you were taken." He says and bumps my shoulder with his.  Electricity shoots through my body again. Every touch is a new jolt. 

"Yeah... sure... that's why," I say laughing bumping him back. 

"So, about my shoes... you really like them?" Dane holds up his foot and moves it from side to side for an inspection. 

"I mean they're ok... Not at cute as mine though." I hold up my foot and mimick him. 

"Yeah, you're right. Yours are better." he puts his foot down and shifts on the bed a little. I can't stop smiling, I feel so dumb. I look up at him and he's already looking down at me. He places his hand on the side of my face and leans down and presses his lips on mine. My whole body lights on fire as he kisses me for the first time. He parts my lips with his and slides his tongue into my mouth. I move my tongue with his and the kiss becomes deeper... harder. He moves his hand from my face to the back of my head, I can feel his fingers entangle in my hair as he tugs down slightly. He wraps his other arm around me and pulls me in closer. I crawl in his lap to straddle him... a wetness pooling between my legs. I can feel his erection fighting against his pants. He moans as I start to move my hips in a circular motion. His moan awakens urges deep in down in my very existence. I reach for his shirt and start to pull it up. I need to feel him. I want to feel him inside me. I need to make him mine. I grind harder on his erection.

Suddenly he pulls away from the kiss and lays his head on the nape of my neck. "Fuck, Babe! I have to stop." He is out of breath and I can feel his heart pounding against mine. "We have to stop. They can come back at any second." He looks up at me searching my face for my reaction. I'm out of breath and pouting a little, I didn't want to stop. Every primal urge I had was just awakened. 

"You're right... But I don't want to stop" I whined. "That was amazing."

Dane grabs the back of my hair again and pulls me in for another kiss. Then he helps me dismount his lap and sit back on the bed. "There will be more, trust me. I'm not done with you."

"Promises, promises. You tease." I say playfully while he stands up to adjust his pants. Just then Chuck and Ant come back into the room.

"Damn, still fully clothed," Chuck says eyeing us. "So disappointing." 

"I still haven't gotten what I came for," Dane says leaning down to whisper in my ear. "Please don't make me have to ask Chuck."

"I guess you did just earn a few digits." I wink and kiss his neck as I'm standing up to get a piece of paper and pen to write my number down. 

"Are you hungry?" Dane asks when I hand him the paper. 

"Kinda... someone helped me build up an appetite." I wink at him, my head still running wild from that kiss. I can't believe that happened. What am I doing? I just mounted a total stranger. But Goooood that kiss. I don't know if I will be able to control myself around him. If one hot ass kiss had me ready to rip his clothes off... I have got to get a grip on my whore-mones. 

"Ant let's go get breakfast." Dane breaks through my mental dialogue as he grabs my hand to pull me close to him. "I'm starving."

As we all start to pile into the truck, I go to get into the back seat, Dane grabs my hand "Oh Nah baby, You're in the front next to me. This is your spot from now on." he pats the middle of the bench seat. 

"Yes, M'Lord..." I say and roll my eyes playfully making him laugh. 

"You know I'd like it better if you call me big poppa..." he says still laughing. 

"Gah, now I see why you two get along so well. Cheesy as hell. Does that actually work for you??" I'm laughing, knowing exactly how well that's working for him. I'm all in... with one damn kiss. 

"I'll show exactly how well I work soon enough." He says into my ear then gently bites the lobe. 

"Promises Promises," I say as I shift in my seat feeling wetness begin to form again. How does he do that to me so easily? He wraps his arm around my shoulders and pulls me into him. I snuggle down into his side and breath his scent. I have to go to find out what that cologne is, I think to myself. 

"Just so you know, you're going to be mine." He says

"Oh yeah? Who says I want to belong to someone?" I reply trying to play it cool. Failing miserably. Who am I kidding, I already belong to him.

"Big Poppa says. And what Big Poppa says, goes," he says 

I roll my eyes "That is the only way you're being called Big Poppa if you do it yourself." 

He laughs and shakes his head in agreement. "Yeah, I figured that."

The rest of the day went by in a blur. Random errands, quick stolen kisses. Then time to go home. Days go by since I gave Dane my number. He still hasn't called. I didn't think to get his number. Did I turn him off trying to have sex that quickly? Saturday is getting closer, will I see him again? Maddy keeps telling me to forget him and let it go. I can't, he haunts my thoughts. He invades my quiet moments. I couldn't have already fucked this up... could I?