The Boy Who Knew Me When (From Boys to men Trilogy) (19 page)

That includes Heather and she better remember it if she wants to wake up tomorrow with all of her limbs still intact.

Julian:
I want you so bad right now. Stop texting me before I jizz all over Mr. Bedichek’s classroom. I love you sweetheart.

Me:
I love you too. 7 is fine. If you are a good boy I will let you jizz all over me. 

Julian:
Damn it woman!

Me:
You started it. Now, shut up and pay attention to your professor like a good little boy.

Julian never failed to bring a smile to my face when I needed it the most.

“What is that smile about? You are beaming!”

Rebecca walked into the store room, picked up a bag of paper cups then took notice of the phone in my hands.

“Wait, were you just sexting?”

I blushed. “No! Thank you so much for getting me out of there. I was about to go ninja all over the place.”

“I saw, so that’s Heather huh? She’s kind of hot, but dumb as a box of rocks. There is no way Julian could ever go for her. Not when he has you around.”

“Thanks, but I am not the least bit worried.”

The doorbell rang at exactly 6:23 and even though I had yet to put on the finishing touches for our dinner date I was excited to see Julian. Brea decided to hit the public library for books on everything baby so we had the house to ourselves. Since I had been like a cat in heat since our text earlier in the day I could think of a million things we could do to fill the extra time. I was sadly disappointed when I found that it was not Brandon at the door instead finding Jonathan leaning against the doorway looking as if he had been ran over by a train. He said nothing; he simply lowered his head to the ground and stepped inside.

“She’s not here Jonathan.”

I honestly didn’t know what to do. He looked almost as worse for wear as Brea had the night before but other than the fact that he was Julian’s friend and obviously from the looks of it crazy about my best friend I hardly knew him, let alone kn
ew how to comfort him. I barely knew how to comfort myself.

“Is she with
him
?” he asked sadly.

“With who?”

Jonathan looked up at me with his puppy dog eyes.

“You mean Brandon? He is two thousand miles away Jonathan, they aren’t together, she is at the library. You can wait if you want.” Jonathan shook his head and sat down on the couch head back to the floor.

“I need to finish getting ready, Julian will be here soon. Just make yourself at home, OK?”

Realizing he was not going to answer I turned and headed for my room but was stopped by the slight sound of his voice behind me. I did not actually hear what he had said so I asked him to repeat himself.

“I said how can you stand it?”

“It isn’t easy. Brandon and I have a past that is pretty well ingrained, loving Julian helps. I don’t love Brandon like I love Julian, not anymore. I am not so sure I ever loved him like that.”

Julian looked up at me with a pool of tears forming at the base of his eyes.

“But she does. I have never met him but she talks about him all the time. And now this. I feel like I know him and I hate him.”

The rage in Jonathan’s eyes burned through me. Taking a moment to reflect on what he must be going through I walked to his side and sat down. I found myself desperately wanting to reassure him but I can’t. I know Brea says that she wants Jonathan but what would she do if she knew Brandon wanted her,
REALLY
wanted her?

“They have been friends for a very long time Jonathan. I don’t know where she stands with him.”

“But you know where he stands with her?”

I did know. I knew because Brandon, the man I loved half of my life, shoved it down my throat earlier that morning. He told me that he wanted her and then I told him to come and get her.

“I can’t answer that, I won’t. What Brandon feels for her has nothing to do with how she feels for you and I know that she loves you.”

Jonathan’s eyes shot up and I could tell that my words offered him a tiny glimmer of hope.

“How do you know? Did she tell you?”

I could not help to smile at this grown man suddenly seeing him as child in the middle of a candy store.

“I have known her since she was nine Jonathan and yes, she told me. In all the time I have known her Brea has never told me she was falling in love with anyone. And I have never EVER seen her cry over a man for more than two seconds. She was devastated when I got home.”

“I’m sorry for that. I just left, I couldn’t think and I wanted to yell at someone so I just left. I left before I said something that I had no way of taking back.”

I looked to Jonathan with understanding.

“What should I do? Tell me what to do Jemma. I don’t want to lose her.”

Remembering my previous conversation with Brea I let out a little laugh as I pictured Jonathan throwing Brea over his shoulder and carrying her out of the apartment like a caveman.

“Throw her over your shoulder like a caveman and claim what is yours?” I joked.

He looked to me as if he were actually considering the idea.

“I don’t know, start by talking I guess. But the baby, it’s not going to just go away, she is keeping it. Brea could never abort a child, she will have it and she will love it. I will tell you that whatever you decide, Brandon will also be here to take care of that baby, no matter if he is halfway across the country. He will be here. You have to be able to live with that.”

And then I realized something that had yet to truly sink it...I had to live with it as well.

I was so thankful when Julian walked into the apartment. He walked over to Jonathan and shook his hand letting him know that he was glad to see that he was OK. He seemed to be coming around at Julian’s appearance so I excused myself to finish getting ready but before I could even put on my lipstick Julian peeked into the room.

“Uh, babe, a little uncomfortable out here. Can you come back please?”

I sighed annoyingly, what now? I left the room to see Brea standing against the front door of the apartment staring at Jonathan as if they were the last two people on earth. Jonathan was silent, still and staring at her as well. There was something ferocious in his eyes and I could see between the two of them why Julian was so uncomfortable, it was just plain weird. Even stranger when the silence was broken by the sound of Jonathan’s feet rushing towards Brea. It all happened in a matter of seconds, he grabbed hold of the back of her head pulling his lips into hers and kissing her harder than I have ever seen two people kiss in my life.

When they both pulled away they looked two each other for only a second before Jonathan scooped her up into his arms, flung open the door to the apartment and vanished down the hall taking my best friend with him. A sudden need to
save
Brea from her captor came over me and I started to run for the door, only I could not move. Julian had me by the wrist and he was laughing.

“Oh no you don’t, let it happen. Leave it alone.”

I wanted so much to rip Julian off of me and rescue Brea but he was right. This was what she truly wanted, for Jonathan to show up and carry her away, so who was I to stand in the way? I only feared that Brandon was not taking my advice and running to scoop her up as well.

“Now, go finish doing whatever it is you needed to finish up earlier. My dick is hungry for Sushi and since we will have the apartment to ourselves it will get to have its fill.”

Forty-five minutes later we were walking back into the apartment with two bags of raw fish.

Julian sat the bags of sushi down on the bar and without so much as a single word began to slowly undress me. This entire time I had thought he was only joking about eating dinner off of my body but according to Julian it was very much a reality.

“This has always been a fantasy of mine.” explaining that he had seen the scene play out in a movie once. I had never seen him so excited so I decided not to argue and played along.

After he took from me my last piece of clothing he laid me out on the coffee table placing a couch pillow beneath my head.

“Damn you are sexy” he said disappearing into the kitchen and coming back with our dinner. He strategically placed each piece of Sushi on top of my body making sure to balance a tuna roll on the tips of my nipples ordering me not to move an inch. Once his work was complete, he began to trail a finger in and out of the design he had created sending chills up and down my arms and legs.

“Do you like that sweetheart?”

I nodded unable to speak for fear that I would send our food falling to the floor. As hungry as I was for his touch I had barely eaten anything all day and my stomach was growling.

“Are you hungry?” He snaked his fingers up my leg with chopsticks stopping at my right hip. He slowly picked up a piece of Unagi with the delicate wooden sticks and brought it to my lips.

“Taste?” I nodded lightly and bit into the sweet salty piece of eel on top of a bed of white rice. I felt kind of silly laying there on my back chewing but all was right in the world after Julian swallowed his half and leaned down to kiss the very hip he had taken the piece of fish from.  We continued the taste test until the two of us devoured every last bite. He would pick up a piece, I would eat half, he eat would eat the other and then he would kiss the place he got it from as if I were burned by the fish and he was trying to make it all better. By the time we were finished both of us were full but my wetness proved that I parts of me were still very, very hungry.

“Don’t move sweetheart.” He ordered coming back about 5 minutes later completely naked and as hard as a rock. He picked me up into his arms and carried me to a warm bubble bath complete with candles.

The tub in my bath room was small but that didn’t stop Julian from climbing in first and pulling me between his legs. Never saying a word, he kissed a trail down my neck then pulling my head to the side he continued
his sweet caress on my lips until he pulled away to soap the sponge hanging from hook on the side of the wall.

He started with my neck, slowly guiding the sponge to my breasts. After they were clean he lightly ran his fingertips over each one until a chill washed over my body, he followed with a gentle squeeze and pinched my hardened nipples until I cried out. Once he was satisfied with my response he moved the sponge down into the water and over my heat, teasing me with his free hand until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Julian, please!” I begged.

Hearing my plea he let go of the sponge and shoved both hands between my legs cupping me and pulling me tighter into his body. Before I knew it he slid a finger inside of me, th
en two more until I was full. The three fingers moved in and out of me while the thumb on the other hand circled my warm swollen nub.

“Julian, yes!” I screamed. I had needed the release all day and though I wanted to feel him buried deep inside of me I would settle for anything he was willing to give me right then.

“Are you going to come for me sweetheart?” he whispered into my ear.

“Yes, Julian, don’t stop! Please don’t stop.”

And he didn’t, he continued the assault on my fragile core until I was pushed over the edge and barely able to recover.

After I came down from my orgasmic high I switch places with Julian when running the sponge over Julian’s hardened staff I remembered that I had yet to have my dessert.

“You promised that I could have dessert! How about we get out of this tub and I allow you to properly feed me?” I playfully exclaimed.

I ordered a very naked Julian to bed and left the room just long enough to grab my goodies. I had picked up a can of whipped cream and cherries on the way home. Though I did not believe him to be serious about the sushi I had every intention of having my fill of
him.

I returned to find Julian on his back, hands behind his head and his fully erect cock standing at full attention. Oh yes, I was definitely going to enjoy taking my time tasting every last inch of his beautiful shaft until he comes in my mouth.

“I called Alexander Hicks today.” I whispered into his chest watching his nipples harden at the sudden impact of my breath. After finishing up dessert and making love we were both so spent we could barely climb into each other’s arms.

“And he is?” I had completely forgotten to tell him.

“Brandon’s dad, he’s a lawyer, criminal prosecutor actually. I am meeting with him for lunch tomorrow.”

“I see, has he agreed to help?”

I shook my head side to side. “Not yet, but seeing as he hates me and still wanted to meet with me I would say that is a pretty good sign.”

“Hate you? Don’t be silly, I don’t think anyone could hate you.”

I wish that were the case but I knew all too well how Alexander Hicks felt about me. He had cornered me about the third time Brandon brought me over to the house. Brandon had gone to help his mom unload groceries from the car leaving me alone in the family room. His dad startled me when he walked in.