Determinism (Cara & Abel's Story) (12 page)

“I want to go if you’ll let me, and trust me, I can handle your mom.”

“Thank you,” I say, squeezing his hand.

Pulling the truck into a parking spot he turns towards me. “Cara, you don’t need to thank me. I want to do this; that’s what boyfriends do.”

That comment takes my breath away. I can’t believe he just said that to me. Excitement takes over and I wrap my arms around his neck. He hugs me back and I kiss him hard on the lips.

Pulling away he says, “Well, I’m glad to see that made you feel better.”

Nodding my head I kiss him again.

“Good, because now it’s time for your surprise.”

“I can’t wait! I love surprises.”

We both climb out of the truck and I notice my feet hit soft gravel as I land on the ground. Abel grabs my hand as we start walking up a dirt hill. “Are you scared of heights?” he asks.

“No. Why? Are we hiking up a mountain?”

He looks at my feet in my strappy sandals and laughs. “In those shoes? No, we’re not doing any hiking today.”

I glare at him and say, “Hey, what is it with you and my shoes?”

“Nothing. In fact, I would love to see you in nothing but those shoes later. But you always seem to wear the wrong shoes for the occasion.”

Once we reach the top of the hill, I’m unable to process what is before me. It’s a huge cement bridge with two people standing in the center of it. Then they are gone. Holy shit, they just jumped!

I look at Abel as excitement races through me. I’ve always wanted to bungee jump and he is going to make that happen today. I squeeze his hand and then let go. Running off, I can’t wait to get to the edge and see how long the fall is.

Looking down at the couple that just jumped, they are wrapped around each other and laughing. The line that is strapped to their feet holds a small amount of tension as it keeps them bobbing up and down. The ground has to be at least two hundred feet away.

Abel is beside me and wraps his arm around my waist. I can’t take my eyes off of the couple that is still hanging upside down. I feel him watching me as he kisses behind my ear. When I look over at him I can tell he is just as excited.

“So you’re okay with this?” he asks.

“Oh my God, yes. I’ve always wanted to do this. It’s on my bucket list for sure.”

“Good, so have I. I’m happy I get to do it with you.”

“Me too,” I say and kiss him.

Our arms are wrapped around each other as we walk up to a makeshift storefront made out of an old, silver camper. Behind the counter is a young surfer looking chick, with long blonde hair and a freckled face.

“How can I help you guys?” she asks.

“We have a reservation to jump at noon today,” Abel says.

“What’s the last name?”

“Mileski.”

“Abel and Cara?”

“Yup, that’s us.”

“Here’s some paperwork I need you to fill out; please read it carefully. Then head around back and Chad will help you from there.”

I skim over the document. It’s the standard we-are-not-responsible-if-you-die and other legal mumbo jumbo. If you’re going to do this, then there’s obviously risk and I know that, so I sign. Turning around, I watch another couple as they are being instructed at the bridge.

“Aren’t you going to read that?” Abel asks.

“I did.”

He shakes his head and chuckles at me while signing his contract and then pays the girl. As we round the corner, Chad stands to greet us. He has a huge smile like a Cheshire cat and crystal blue eyes.

“Hey, guys, I’m Chad. I’ll be helping you today.”

“Hey, man, I’m Abel and this Cara,” Abel says shaking Chad’s hand.

I shake his hand as well. “It’s nice to meet you,” I say.

Chad directs us to have a seat in two chairs and goes over all of the instructions. He is patient, which I like, but at the same time I’m extremely antsy to get going. Within ten minutes we are walking over to the bridge. I grab Abel’s hand, squeezing it tightly, and notice it’s sweaty. When I look up into his eyes, he looks nervous.

“You okay?” I ask, giving his hand a gentle squeeze for reassurance.

He nods his head, but doesn’t speak. As we reach the bridge, Chad and another guy strap up our ankles ensuring that all of the safety procedures have been followed. My heart is starting to race as pure adrenaline flows through me. I can’t believe I’m about to jump off a bridge. When Abel and I face each other, I want to take his worry away. I grab his face and pull his lips to mine, completely oblivious to our surroundings as I deepen the kiss. In this moment we could be surrounded by dozens of people or completely alone, all I know is that I’m without a care in the world.

When I pull away, a small smile creeps across his face.

“Better?” I ask.

“Much better.”

Chad interrupts our moment, “Alright, you two. You’ll have plenty of time to kiss at the bottom. You’re free to fall whenever you like.”

Wrapping my arms tightly around Abel’s waist I squeeze and lock my fingers behind his back. He does the same to me and asks, “Are you ready, baby?”

I am, so I try to lean, but I’m too small to move us both. Abel gives me a smug look and easily sends us plummeting over the edge. My chin digs into his chest and I grip his body even more as we fly towards the ground. Falling gives me the feeling I remember as a child, a stomach full of butterflies racing maniacally, and I can’t help but giggle excitedly. All of the blood rushes to my head and right as it seems we are going to crash into the ground, the tension from the rope yanks us back up. I’m absolutely dizzy with giddiness as we cling to each other upside-down, and all I can think is this has got to be the best roller coaster ride ever! We continue bouncing up and down, but less with each bob. Who knew the power of gravity could be this amazing!

As we slow, Abel moves his hand, grabbing the back of my neck. He puts his mouth on the skin of my shoulder, kissing and sucking.
He’s such a tease.
I pull away from his chest and before I can get a good look at him, he invades my mouth. His kiss is all dominating as we tangle tongues, the rush from the fall fueling our passion. This whole experience feels like something out of a fairy tale; being with Abel is my fairy tale. His muscles are hard and tense under my grip, and as much as I want to move my hands to explore his body, I don’t. I’m too lost in this moment, in this kiss, and in this man.

Alexa hasn’t answered or responded to any of my calls or text messages. Now I’m a nervous fucking wreck, as we are about to go to her and Vincent’s house for dinner.

“Baby, you look fine. Will you stop changing? Alexa’s not going to care what you’re wearing.”

I have to admit that Abel is right as I look at myself in the mirror. I’m wearing a long, dark pink, cotton skirt with a white tank top. I decide to stick with the outfit and slip on a pair of brown leather flip flops and my short jean jacket.

I turn and look at Abel. He is lounging on my bed, lying against my headboard in gray jeans, a white t-shirt, and a black hoodie. He has the hood pulled up over his baseball hat, and fuck, I think he looks the hottest I’ve ever seen him.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” he asks, cocking his head.

“I’m just admiring the view.”

Standing up, he walks over to me and wraps his arms around my waist. “I could say the same thing. Cara, you’re so fucking hot.”

He presses his erection against my body, and damn it, I want him. I look at the clock and we are surprisingly running early. Walking us backwards I fumble with the zipper of his pants. Once he reaches my bed, I pull his pants down exposing his hard cock and push his body backwards.

Climbing up next to him, I let my flip flops fall to the floor and start sucking him up and down. He moves his arm, draping it over my body holding me. I love the way he tastes and how he is always ready for me. I keep kneeling and move my hair over to one shoulder.

Pulling away, I grab his dick and jerk him while I look over at his body sprawled out under my ministrations. Abel pulls me to kiss him and I do so, but I never stop stroking his beautiful cock. As our mouths work together, I have to stop kissing him before I give in to temptation, because I’m desperate to lift my skirt up and slide him inside of me.

“You’re so beautiful,” he says.

“I could say the same thing about you.” I get back to work sucking him, clearly enticing him as he thrusts his hips in and out of my mouth. A deep noise builds from within him, driving me to move even faster until he comes in my mouth. I love the feeling when the warm sensation rolls down my throat. But my movements are cut short when Abel pulls away.

“Damn, baby. I can’t handle any more of your sweet mouth.”

“Good,” I say and kiss his neck, hopping off of the bed. I reach for his hand, and he quickly tucks himself back into his pants and zips up before grabbing onto me.

“Are you feeling okay about tonight?” Abel asks as we walk out of my room heading downstairs.

“I don’t know. I guess I feel as good as I can. Clearly Alexa is pissed and I don’t know how she is going to react tonight.”

We load up in Abel’s truck and as we pull away from my house he says, “I talked to Vince. She is more hurt that you lied to her than anything else. No matter what happens I’ll be right there with you and we’ll make it through this. Okay?”

Crossing my arms over my body, I rest my head back and close my eyes. I keep them shut until I feel Abel’s hand on my cheek. “You hear me? It’s going to be alright, kitten.”

I nod my head and focus on deep breaths as we drive across town to Vincent and Alexa’s. As we pull into their neighborhood, my phone chimes and I check it. It’s a text from Bridgette.

I talked to Lex, she told me about you and Abel. I want you to know how happy I am for the two of you.

Thanks for saying that. I wish Alexa felt the same.

She will, just give her a little time.

“That was Bridgette; she said she’s happy for us.”

“See, baby? It’s going to be fine.”

I sure hope so. My stomach is telling me otherwise as it’s a ball of nerves as we walk up the front path to their house. Abel rings the doorbell and kisses me on the side of my mouth. Vincent opens it dressed in black dress slacks and a dark purple shirt with the sleeves rolled up and top buttons undone. He has the biggest smile on his face as he hugs me.

I hold back the tears and can’t help but laugh when Abel says, “Dude, get your hands off my girl.”

Vincent slaps him on the shoulder and looks into my eyes. “Lex is out back. We’ll give you both some time alone.”

I nod my head and start to walk off, but not before Abel grabs my arm and pulls me back, kissing behind my ear. He doesn’t say a word, just that kiss, and lets go of me. I look at him and smile, and then I’m on my way.

I take a deep breath and turn the door handle. Alexa is sitting at the edge of the pool with her feet dangling in the water. She turns and looks at me as I close the door. I smile and she does the same.

“Hey, Lex,” I say removing my shoes, sitting next to her and dipping my feet in the water.

“Hey.”

I don’t know what else to say. I know I can’t fuck this up and lose my best friend, not right now. I remember back to a little something my dad taught me when I was little. He always said to make my mom happy he would make a joke.

“Is that your phone in the bottom of the pool?”

She looks at me with wide eyes. “What? Where?”

“I’m just joking. I figured since you’ve been ignoring me that maybe you lost your phone in the pool.”

“Jesus, you’re such a snot. No, I didn’t lose my phone in the pool. I’m pissed at you and I’ve been ignoring your incessant messages.”

“If I weren’t here right now, were you ever going to talk to me?”

She shrugs her shoulders.

“Come on, Lex. I’m sorry I lied to you about working, but I feel like you’re overreacting.”

“Don’t turn this around on me. You not only lied about work, but you and Abel are dating and I was clueless. I’m supposed to be your best friend. Why wouldn’t you tell me something like that?”

“I was going to, I promise. We just got so wrapped up in each other, that I pushed all reality aside. And honestly, I was worried about your reaction. I know that sounds immature, but I finally have what I’ve always wanted and I didn’t want to hear any possible objections.” She doesn’t speak and stares into the water. “Say something, Lex.”

“Cara, you know your track record with dating and I’m worried. Neither of you has a good history in that department.”

I rub the back of my neck trying to calm myself down. “So what? We are both a little broken. Who’s not? You and Vince were not any better when the two of you started dating. Abel has been wonderful, and I really couldn’t be any happier. I’m sorry that we didn’t tell you, but I can’t help how I feel. All I’m asking is that you’ll forgive me and support us.”

As she grabs my hand, I look over and see tears shining in her eyes. I turn and hug her as tight as I can. “I forgive you, hun. But if that little prick steps out of line, even one time, he’s not only going to have me to answer to, but Vincent as well.”