Sweet Is Revenge (6 page)

I stopped my thinking fast
,
it was a dangerous road
. I would not like that girl, everything that I dreamed of relied on me hating her. Absolutely everything.

We made our way to the club and she introduced me to her friend Beth. She was a round girl and very tall. She had enough personality for everyone in the club and she annoyed the shit out of me. I couldn't see how two people could be 'best friends' and be so different. But I put my charm on and Beth immediately loved me.

I finally stole Lillian away to get the dance I had been denied when I first met her. I pulled her close to me, my hands settling on her waist, as she set her arms around my neck, and when we moved, damn did it feel good. I'm not romantic, and I don't believe in soul mates, let me get that across right now before I say what I'm going to say next… We were made to dance with each other. We had great chemistry and we just fit. And as her hands moved over my body I heated up. Her gaze didn't waver from mine, and I saw a mixture of smugness and awe in them. She could feel what I was feeling and I knew it.

I pulled her closer to me and we stopped dancing. Our faces were so close and I had never anticipated a kiss more than I did that one. I was
 
almost
 
nervous…Almost. I moved in slowly and when I thought I was going to meet her lips, she turned her head and I got her cheek instead. She quickly pulled away from me. I wanted to pull her back, but forced myself not to. She stared at me for a
minute,
I could see the haze that was over her eyes. She shook her head and looked at me again. "Sorry bud, not on the first date," she said with a smile and walked off to the bar.

Try as I might, I couldn't be angry with her. Not even when some guy laughed in my face about it. I found that I respected her more because she didn't just give me what I wanted because I wanted it. It was an odd feeling, being rejected and being proud of someone for rejecting me. I walked over to where she was and sat down on the stool next to her. She smiled at me again and I felt my heartbeat speed a little bit. I really needed to cut that shit out. I hardened myself towards her as best as I could, I just hoped it would be hard enough.

Washing a Car Has Never Been So Much Fun

There is a time for daring and a time for caution, and a wise man knows which is called for

-Robin Williams, in Dead Poets Society

Lillian

I'm surprised that Decklin still talked to me after I wouldn't kiss him. He strikes me as the type of guy who doesn't take no for an answer, one of those guys who always gets what he wants. I wouldn't have blamed him for not talking to me, even if it
was
over something as petty as a kiss.

But instead of shunning me, I saw a new spark in his eyes. I couldn't quite describe it. Admiration maybe? I don't know. I don't pride myself in being able to read people. We danced again after that,
my oh
my is he a good dancer. I've never had that good of chemistry with anyone when it comes to dancing. It made me want to kiss him, but I wouldn't it. It was a rule, no kissing on the first date… Well, I had never been on a date before, but he had to know that if he wanted me, he had to work for it. I'm not just another slutty girl.

He took me out on dates a lot over the next couple weeks. He never tried to make a move on me again. Maybe he was waiting for me to make the first move, not wanting to get rejected twice. I wouldn't reject him again. No, I wanted to kiss him now, and if I wanted it, I had to go for it. So I concocted a plan.

I rang him up, the day after our last date which was three weeks after our first date
..
We had gone two tracking and so the jeep that we owned was a mess.

"Hello beautiful," he answered. I smiled. Yeah, I would never get tired of him calling me that.

"Hey, do you want to come over today?" I asked him. My parents and brother were going to be gone, so it was the perfect day for him to come over. Not that I planned anything more than kissing.

"Sure, can I bring anything?"

"Do you have swim trunks?" I asked.

"I didn't bring any with me, why?" He asked, obviously confused. There weren't really any lakes around and he didn't know we had a pool.

"Cause you'll need some. But don't worry you can borrow some of my brother's," I told him.

"What exactly are we doing?" I heard hesitation in his voice.

"You'll see," I said in a
sing-song
voice. I heard him laugh.

"I can already tell it's going to be good," he said.

"Psh, would I plan anything not good?" Okay, I was being a little big headed, a girl's entitled to that every now and again.

"From what I know of you, no. When do you want me over?"

"Whenever. I've got the house to myself all day and I'm bored, so I thought up an activity, I can do it by myself, but it'll be much more fun if you're here," I told him.

"Alright, give me fifteen minutes," he said.

"Perfect, I'll see you then," I said. He told me goodbye and I hung up. I ran upstairs to put on my bathing suit. I had four of them, but I chose my favorite one. It was an aqua bikini with a seashell in the middle of cups on the top. It was cute and looked great on me. I went into my brother's room and pulled out a pair of swim trunks for Decklin. I got a couple of buckets and filled them with hot soapy water and took them outside. I went into our garage and got some sponges and got the hose out. I parked the Jeep in front of the house so the hose could reach it, and then I waited.

I didn't have to wait long, fifteen minutes Decklin time was ten minutes normal person time. He turned off the car but sat, staring at me. I smirked, walking over to him. I leaned down towards his open window. "Are you going to sit there and stare all day, or are you going to help clean up the mess you had a part in making?" I asked him. He shook his head and grinned at me.

"Sorry, but you are really hot," I liked how he didn't try to cover up the fact that he was staring. I smiled at him. "I've never looked more forward to washing a car than I am now," he said with a silly grin on his face. I laughed and backed away from the door so he could open it. I went to the porch and grabbed the shorts for him.

"You and my brother are around the same size, so these should work for you," I said throwing them at him. "You can go in and change; do you want anything to drink?" I asked.

"Sure," he said, following me into the house.

"We have water, lemonade, beer, vodka, and milk," I told him.

"Pink or regular lemonade?" He questioned, stopping in front of the bathroom.

"Pink of course, only the best."

"Lemonade then please," he winked at me before going into the bathroom and closing the door. I smiled. Damn if he wasn't hot. I got the lemonade out and started pouring it. I was pouring the second glass when I felt arms go around my waist, hugging me to a toned (and bare) chest. I smiled to myself. He was copping a feel and I was definitely not fooled. But I let him, feeling shivers go through me as his hands traced my stomach. He kissed my head and backed away.

"Ready for grueling work?" I asked with a smile. He laughed.

"Definitely," he said, taking his glass. "Thanks for the drink," he added as we walked outside. I nodded.

"Alright, we have two hoses and I got some buckets with soap in them already, and sponges too. I think we're all set." And with that, we got to work. We rinsed the jeep off first, cracking jokes, laughing and spraying each other with the hoses. Once it was thoroughly cleaned off we started rubbing it down with the soapy water. I could feel Decklin's eyes on me as I tried to get the middle of the hood of the jeep. I was short, so I had to bend pretty far to reach. I turned and caught him checking out my butt and grinned at him, raising an eyebrow. He just smiled boyishly, raising his shoulders and holding out his hands to the sides of him. I laughed and grabbed the hose that was next to me, spraying him with it.

"Hey!" He shouted at me. I laughed as he started chasing me. I ran through the yard and into the back where the pool was when he finally caught up with me. He grabbed me around the waist and lifted me. I saw him eyeing the pool.

"Oh no, oh no no no," I said while still laughing. He grinned devilishly at me and jumped with me into the pool. While under water he let go of me and we both swam to the top. I splashed him in the face. "Not cool," I said, mock pouting.

"No, you spraying me with the hose is not cool," he said. I rolled my eyes and gave him a push. He hit the side of the pool. I swam over to him and put both of my hands on either side of his head on the ledge of the pool. I stared at him for a minute, working up my nerve. He was gazing at me intensely. I looked down at his mouth and bit my bottom lip. He noticed this and smirked. "Just do it already," he said. I looked back up at him as his hands came to my hips, pulling me closer. I waited another five seconds before he sighed and locked his lips with mine.

I let my eyes close and wrapped my arms around his neck. He moved his hands down and grabbed my thighs and wrapped them around his waist before moving one hand to my lower back and the other in my hair. Our lips molded together, sending shocks through my body. I held him tighter as he slanted his mouth over mine and licked my bottom lip. I opened my mouth and then our tongues were dancing. It was perfect. He knew what he was doing, his tongue expertly caressed mine and I sighed into his mouth. He held me tighter, the hand that was on my back was massaging and I arched into him. He broke away gasping. I had to catch my breath too.

"I've been waiting so long to do that," he told me breathlessly. He kissed me again, softly this time. "It was so worth the wait," he added. I smiled and kissed him again.

"I'm glad. That was my whole plan in getting you to come over today," I said with a blush. He laughed.

"You were going to seduce me by making me wash a car?" He asked
,
amusement lit his eyes up. I shrugged.

"I figured me being in a bikini would help," I said smiling at him. He shook his head slightly.

"You are one of a kind and amazing Lil," he said quietly. I smiled.

"Tell me something I don't know," I said smugly. He laughed.

"One minute you're blushing and unsure of yourself, then you're as cocky as I am. I don't get you, but I like it," he said and waited a minute before continuing. "So, we've never really discussed where we stand in our relationship," he said hesitantly. I tilted my head to the side questioningly. "So, I want to make sure, are we dating exclusively? Do you want to date exclusively?" He asked, his cheeks turning slightly pink.

"Like, you want me to be your girlfriend?" I asked with a small smile. He sighed.

"That makes me feel like I'm in high school again, there has to be a different label… But yeah, that's what I'm asking," he said, finally looking me into the eyes. I smiled at him.

"Yeah, I'd like that," I told him. A bright smile lit up his face and I could have melted. He kissed me again and then hugged me, spinning around in the pool.

"You've just made me so happy," he said with the smile still on his face. I smiled
too,
spreading my arms out and leaning my head back as he spun around. I suddenly felt really free, and I definitely liked the feeling.

I
kinda
like when you turn away and lower your voice when you singI kinda like when you're making funny faces in the mirror in my car.

And this may not be knew newsBut here's the conclusion I came to
That
I kinda like you

- I Kinda Like You by Jeremy Ashida

Decklin

The month went on agonizingly slow from the time after our first date. I was so bored of pretending to check places out for a job that didn't even exist in the first place. I was so pent up with sexual frustration that I was going crazy. I tried going to The Club and picking up girls, but every time I was almost there, Lillian's face would show up in my mind and I would feel like a cheating bastard. It wasn't supposed to be like that.
Not at all.
I was getting pissier with each passing day.

I had made up my mind to let her be the initiator of anything physical between us. I didn't want to push my luck. She hugged a lot, but that was about it. And each time she did it this indescribable feeling would come to my gut and I didn't know what to do about it. It felt like I was getting warm, without really getting 'hot and bothered', all because of a stupid hug. What the hell did that mean?

Finally she did kiss me… Well, she wanted to, but wasn't going to do it so I kissed her. Holy hell, she must have had a lot of experience because it was pretty good for a kiss. I'm more for the touching of other body parts and the main act itself, but the kiss had me about going in my swim trunks. Believe me, I am not easy to please- so that should tell you something.

And it was so easy to pretend to be this happy good guy who finally got his girl. I have to admit, even though I don't like it, I was happy to know that she was mine alone. No, happy wasn't really it, more like… Smug. I'm a cocky bastard and that just boosted my ego a lot more. I mean
,
I got the girl who never dates or sleeps around, how good am I?