Eternal Blossom

After they both returned to an upward posture, Brian stepped closer and put his hands on her hips.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking,” he asked as he looked her in the eye, his thumbs running lazily back and forth over the exposed skin between her pants and tank.

Aiyana’s eyes widened a little and she nodded as if he was reading her stoned little mind.

Brian smirked and leaned forward, kissing her softly. She gasped in surprise against his lips, and he took that opportunity to slide his tongue into her mouth to explore the cavern that had opened to him.

It only took her a moment to respond once his tongue was tangling with hers, and her hands slid to his shoulders before one slid up into the hair nape of his neck. Her tongue moved into his mouth to tentatively explore and rub against his own. The butterflies in her stomach were fluttering rapidly, and he felt like his chest was going to explode at the sensations.

He pulled away slowly and bit her lip in the process, tugging gently on it with his teeth. She moaned softly, and her eyes fluttered open to look at him. She was amazed that they had gone from laughing just moments ago to a kiss that shook her to her very roots.

They stared at each other a moment before she cleared her throat and spoke lightly, “I was going to say we should bake cookies, but that works too.”

He chuckled and moved a hand to the back of her neck, pulling her close again as his lips once more took hers, this time much more passionately. He felt like he would never get enough of her mouth. She tasted divine, and it felt so good that he couldn’t help but have their tongues dancing together once again.

After a few minutes, she pulled back and took a deep breath. She felt her body reacting to him, and she couldn’t help this nagging feeling in the back of her mind telling her he was just a playboy who only wanted in her pants.

He groaned when she pulled away, and attempted to pull her back to him. When she wouldn’t come back to him, he opened his eyes and caught the look in her own that showed her confusion.

“What’s wrong,” Brian asked as his brows drew together in confusion.

She shook her head, and closed her eyes for a second to clear her thoughts. “Nothing. I just really want to bake some cookies. Come on. I’ve got the munchies, “ she said, trying to disguise her confusion in his actions.

Brian’s face didn’t change and he just followed her to the kitchen, settling himself onto a stool as he watched her get out all of the ingredients. She was busying herself for a reason, but he couldn’t figure out why.

“Babe, seriously. What’s wrong?” He was worried about her now, and not sure if he’d done something wrong.

Aiyana sighed, and rested her hands on the counter before meeting his eyes from across the kitchen island. “Bri, I just… “ she trailed off, not sure what to say, or even if she should say something.He just sat there and waited for her to finish.

Finally, her filter broke. “I’ve enjoyed spending time with you, but I’m not just going to jump into bed with you. I know you’ve got a reputation, and I may have slept with Matt, but I’m not just going to go screwing the whole band.”

His eyes widened a little at her verbal diarrhea, and he shook his head, looking down at the counter between them. “Aiyana, I like you. I wasn’t trying to get you into bed…” he paused, and looked back up at her, a mischievous glint in his eye. “At least, not tonight. And as for you sleeping with Matt, um, Ew.”

He laughed a little at his own joke, and then became serious again, the humor passing as quick as it showed up. “I just want to spend time with you and get to know you. I’m not just trying to get you into the sack.”

She giggled a little at his joke, and kept an eye on his face, trying to judge his sincerity at his words. When she saw pure honesty, she bit her lip lightly.

“I like you too, Brian, but I don’t want to come between you and Matt,” her voice coming out soft, she began to measure and mix ingredients.

“I don’t think you’ve got to worry about that,” he said softly as he got off the stool.

“Are you sure? I really don’t want to,” she started, and was caught off abruptly when his lips met hers.

“You worry too much,” he grumbled against her lips before kissing her again. One hand caught in her hair and the other gripped her waist to keep her in place against him.

Aiyana melted against him at his firm approach to dealing with the situation, and her arms slid up around his neck so her fingers could twist into the hair at the base of his neck.

Once they broke apart, she just bit her lip and nodded. She did worry too much, but that didn’t mean they weren’t valid worries. However, she understood he didn’t have a problem with it, and wasn’t worried about Matt having a problem with it.

Turning back to her cookie mix, she realized that Matt was between two people, and now so was she. She started to worry again as she placed dough on the cookie sheets and popped them into the oven, her teeth worrying her bottom lip half to death.

Brian watched her, and caught the growing tension and unease in her. He didn’t like it one bit, and would much rather kept her laughing all night. Her laughter was beautiful whereas her worry was disconcerting to him.

Cookies in the oven, she turned back to clean up the work area, and he saw his opportunity. He grabbed her chin and looked her in the eyes as he spoke calmly and evenly.

“Aiya, Matt and I are best friends and have been for a lifetime. Nothing is going to change that. I don’t want you having a meltdown or anything. Do I need to go?”

Aiyana bit her bottom lip again as his words and concern washed over her. He tugged her chin in response with his thumb and made her break the hold her teeth had on her lip.

“And stop that.I can’t think straight when you do that,” he groaned.

She finally smiled, and moved her arms around his waist so she could rest her head on his chest. She took a deep breath, and was instantly enveloped by the faint scent of Marlboro’s and his cologne. It was comforting in it’s own way.

Brian smiled and rest his chin on top of her head. His arms snaked around her, and he closed his eyes to enjoy the moment.

He knew Matt was also seeing Kristy, a woman that Gates had never cared for. She was a stuck up little bitch who was just out for her 10 seconds of fame. The brown eyed man had stopped seeing Candy after the last time he’d seen Aiyana because she had so enthralled him. He couldn’t for the life of him understand why Sanders just didn’t see the woman in his arms the way that he himself did.

Aiyana took another deep breath, deciding to change the subject, and looked up at Brian.

“How about we go full on 12 year old sleep over in the living room?”

Brian had no idea where that thought came from, but when he looked into her eyes, he didn’t care. She could ask him to go to the North Pole, and he’d go just to spend some more time with her tonight.

“Alright, but no painting my nails,” he acquiesced.

As she pulled away to get blankets, he captured her hand and pulled her back into his arms so he could give her another kiss before letting her go to make what he assumed was a pallet.

He didn’t know why, but this girl had gotten under his skin with her laughter and how tough she was. She even called him on his shit and wouldn’t let him act like an ass, but would smoke a joint with him and get into shenanigans. He wanted to know her better, and it didn’t hurt that she was smokin’ hot.

The curves of her body seemed to fit with the lean ones of his own, and the fact that her kisses were down right addictive wasn’t helping his already formed crush. He knew he should man up and stop acting like a teenager in love for the first time, but he didn’t care about his image when he was around her.

Caught in his own thoughts, he snapped out of it in time to see her walking out of her bedroom with pillows. He chuckled, and went to help her.

He was surprised when he saw that he had zoned out long enough for her to build an entire pallet on the floor after moving the coffee table.

He took off his jeans to get comfortable before he collapsed onto the pallet and shot her a look, saying in a high pitched, girly voice, “Alright, so, tell me all about last night, girlfriend!”

She laughed at his antics, and they began to talk about the moon, stars, and everything in between.

Notes

I was going to upload this tomorrow, but I had a friend message me begging to know what happened after her hand ended up in his pocket.

Shout out to you, honey. ;)

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