Absolutely Unforgivable (6 page)

The loud noise shook me out of my daze and I turned my head to face the loud cheers and chants. The fans wanted more. Jeromy sat there watching us on stage and I worried if things had gone too far between Billy and me. Nothing had technically happened but still it was an intimate encounter, and inappropriate considering he was my boyfriend’s best friend.

But by the smile on Jeromy’s face I could tell he didn’t think of it as anything more than just an act, something we were doing for the crowd. But it wasn’t just all for show. There was something there. Electricity shot through my entire body when I was in Billy’s arms.

I took my seat next to Jeromy and he reached over to kiss me passionately. On the stage I heard Billy addressing the crowd again. “You ever loved somebody so much you could barely breathe when you are with them?”

I jerked my head around and shot my glare directly at him.
He wasn’t talking about me was he?
I put my hand on Jeromy’s leg and gently began rubbing his thigh, hoping desperately that what Billy was saying wasn’t about me or if it was, that Jeromy would be too distracted by the movement of my hand to notice.

When the crowds cheering died down just a bit Billy continued, “Well, this song isn’t about that.”

Oh thank God.
I sighed in relief and then turned my attention back to Jeromy. I leaned in and gave him another kiss.

Bran started in hard with the drums and Billy screamed “AHHH YEAHHHH!” It was a fast beat rock song, another original. When he sang I noticed all the girls dancing around in delirium. The more the song went on, the more I thought girls were going to start throwing their panties at the stage.

As he screamed the last line of the song, “I want to fuck your fine ass all night long,” I noticed he had locked eyes with a cute red head in the crowd. He walked over to her after the song ended and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he started kissing her with a sort of frenzied desperation. That was the last we saw of Billy for the night.

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Jeromy and I made our way back home soon after and went right to bed. I rested comfortably in Jeromy’s arms. It really was the coziest bed I had ever been in. I quickly fell asleep but awoke not much later, as he was kissing my neck and then moved to my lips. “I love you,” he muttered. My heart quickened at his touch. I shifted my weight under him suggestively and a slow sexy smile spread across his face.

The next morning came all too soon. The bright light of the sun peered in through the windows and the big sliding glass door that led out to the terrace. I had forgotten to draw the drapes last night before going to bed. I groaned unhappily and I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. As I stood in the bathroom, I expected the tiles to be cold on my bare feet, but they were noticeably warm.
Ahh, heated tiles.
I had heard of heated tiles before on those home decorating shows, but I really had no idea how wonderful they really were until now.

I took a shower and then went into my luxurious closet to find something to put on. I grabbed a tank top and some boxer shorts and put my favorite pair of oversized, thick white Polo socks on my feet and made my way down the stairs towards the smell of bacon. Billy was standing in the kitchen making breakfast.

As I walked past the arched doors that led into the kitchen he gave me a nod and said, “Hey. How do you feel?”

“Like holy hell. Why did I do so many shots?” I groaned.

He let out a light-hearted laugh and pushed a drink towards me. “My sure fire hangover cure.” It looked a little bit like thick orange juice but by the way he warned me to drink it all fast to keep it down, I suspected it was anything but.

As I tried to force the concoction down my throat, I could taste something like a strange mix of tomato juice, carrots, 7Up, bananas and horseradish sauce. It was foul-smelling and tasted disgusting but he was right, it did make me feel better, and fast.
Wow, that was impressive.
He should bottle that stuff and sell it.

“Thank you,” I said shyly. Leaning across the bar, I eyed his plate of eggs and bacon and asked, “What’s that you have there?” He took a fork and immediately started twirling it in the eggs. He reached across the bar and put it to my lips. It was delicious. He was a great cook.

“Mmmm. Is that bacon?” I leaned over the counter to grab a piece.

He playfully pulled the plate away. “Oh no you don’t.”

I leaned in even more, locking my eyes on his said, “I thought roommates were supposed to share” as I grabbed a piece of bacon off of his plate and put it to my lips. I quickly sat back down on the bar stool and giggled. He gave me a huge smile in return and pushed the entire plate my way.

Just then Jeromy walked into the kitchen and kissed my forehead as he sat down next to me. While Billy and Jeromy exchanged pleasantries, I sat there wondering what the heck had just come over me.
Why did I just say that?
This isn’t like me. I’m not that kind of girl. Being near Billy seems to have some sort of strange effect on me. I can’t seem to think straight. Just being in his presence made my skin tingle and my breath quicken. I feel like a giggling schoolgirl around him.

Billy finished making Jeromy’s and his breakfast and as we sat around the bar eating Jeromy said “Last night was great,” and then gave me a glance. Billy no doubt thought he meant the show but I knew exactly what meant. I blushed with the memory.

“Yeah, man, we will have to do it again sometime,” Billy said to Jeromy and then turned to me. “Stacy, you were fantastic. I can’t tell you how many girls we have done that initiation with over the years and not a one of them took it like a champ like you did.”

“Oh God, please don’t remind me,” I said sheepishly, my face starting to redden.

Billy looked towards Jeromy, “You have yourself a hell of a girl there.”

“Yes I do,” Jeromy said as he leaned in to kiss me. I blushed and looked away. I love Jeromy and I loved how much he loved me even more, but I was also somewhat shy and I most definitely wasn’t used to public displays of affection.

I know Jeromy wished I would be more outgoing and confident, but it wasn’t easy for me. I’ve always been quiet and observant of others. I love to blend into the background and just watch what is going on around me. People watching fascinates me. But having others watch me makes my stomach turn. I really don’t like being the center of attention.

I am not even sure why. I think it’s because I grew up with two beautiful, very loud sisters who loved attention and always seemed to go out of their way to make sure they got it. That was hard to keep up with and I think, after a while, I just stopped trying. I became more studious and learned to enjoy the quieter things in life, like reading a good book, and let my sisters revel in the spotlight.

After breakfast Jeromy said he wanted to take me shopping. I told him no. I didn’t feel comfortable about all of the money he has been spending on me lately. Of course I didn’t want to turn down free clothes, I mean really, who would? But I still felt bad, I didn’t want Jeromy to ever think that I was with him for his money or the things he bought me, because I wasn’t.

I really wanted to get a job and have my own spending money but Jeromy didn’t like that idea. He said he wanted me to take my time, get to know the city more and decide on what kind of job I wanted later on. Money was a sensitive subject with us. The more he gave me, the more I felt guilty about it. But as usual, I gave in and Jeromy and I were going shopping today.

Billy had told me that The Woodlands has its own little shopping mall, and I couldn’t wait to see what fun stores they had in there. When we arrived I quickly realized it was anything but little. It was the biggest mall I had ever been to, but Jeromy said that it really was a small mall in comparison to some of the others, like the Galleria, which covered over 2.4 million square feet of space. In comparison, The Woodlands mall was a mere 1.3 million square feet.

I sighed at the thought of the enormity of things, I see now where the saying
everything is bigger in Texas
comes from. I could barely believe it at times. Houston really was vastly different than Tulsa. I liked my new home. But already I felt so small and out of place and it made me miss being back in Oklahoma all the more.

This mall had quite a few stores we didn’t have back home, like Nordstrom’s and Macy’s. Walking through these department stores, I just couldn’t wrap my head around how big they were. This one store was easily bigger than three football fields and spanned several stories. I felt overwhelmed by the size. I was so in awe of the mere beauty of it, with its marble floors, exotic plants and marvelous statues, I almost forgot we were there to buy things.

Next we went to a store I had been to before, only back home it wasn’t exactly this grandiose. As we made our way through Saks Fifth Avenue I found a dress I absolutely loved, more so than all the others he had already bought me that day. It was white with spaghetti straps. The top was made of feathers and it had a high waist that was decorated with tiny little Swarovski crystals. The bottom of the dress was a tiered tulle skirt that flowed outwards. I felt so pretty, like I was dancing on clouds, as I tried it on and pranced around showing Jeromy.

Next he got me a pair of Christian Louboutin crystal pumps that matched my new dress perfectly. With the other items I hadn’t really looked at the price tags but I did glance down and notice the price on the shoes. They were $850. I felt bad at how much money Jeromy was spending on me. But I also knew Jeromy enjoyed doing it. It really seemed to make him happy to do things for me, so I tried to push back the lump forming in the pit of my stomach. I loved the shoes so much but the feelings of guilt that came with them wasn’t easy to take.

At Macy’s we somehow found our way to the swimsuit department. I don’t know how, but I always seemed to find my way to the swimsuit department. Swimsuits were my weakness. I absolutely loved them. Because Jeromy was being sweet and buying me so many great things today I decided to let him help me pick out a bikini he liked best.

He was eying a white string bikini with a neon pink outline. And I must admit I liked it too. Before long he had picked the white and neon pink bikini he had first seen along with a bright yellow one that tied up the side. “When we get home I’ll try these on for you,” I said to him softly as I gently let my hand fall, playfully and softly rubbing his groin.

I loved to tease him for some reason. I think it was because I loved the look of angst on his face when he knew there was nothing he could do to satisfy his desire for me at that moment.

We had been shopping for a while now and our hands were full of bags; I wondered how much longer he was going to hold out, but as we exited Macy’s we walked past Victoria’s Secret. His eyes widened with excitement. I wondered to myself if this was his plan all along. Then again, he did spend the entire day buying me all the things I liked, I might as well return the favor, so I grabbed his hand and led him into the store.

As we walked inside he started to say “Could you …” but he didn’t finished. “Are you …” he trailed off. He looked down at the floor and shook his head. I could tell he was trying to find the right words to say but they just wouldn’t come. His cheeks were a little red and I could tell he was embarrassed to be in a store filled with so many intimate things. This really wasn’t like Jeromy. He was normally so confident. I really didn’t think anything fazed him. It was downright adorable watching him with the boyish grin on his face, trying to speak.

Saving him the struggle, I led him to a large couch towards the back of the store and sat him down there, along with all of our shopping bags from the day. His eyes never left my face, as I walked over to a rack and pulled out a chiffon ruffle babydoll dress. He nodded in excitement. Next I made my way over to the rows of gowns hanging on the wall. I pulled out a full length gown, only the entire bottom half was made of a see-through mesh. One glance over my shoulder towards Jeromy’s eagerly awaiting face and I could tell that this too was a yes.

I would need to find some panties to go with it, so I worked my way over to the center display aisle and picked up a tiny black pair and tossed them over to Jeromy playfully. He blushed and quickly put them to his side, along with the rest of the items I had already picked out. Next I found a simple black slip dress that was trimmed in pale pink lace. I looked over to Jeromy to see what he thought and got yet another nod of agreement.

I was starting to wonder if he was really paying attention or if he was just mindlessly agreeing with all of my selections when I came across a navy blue pleated babydoll dress that had a bow tied just below where my breasts would be. He gave me a sly grin and I added that to our growing collection of lingerie.

I found a few push up bras and matching panty sets that I liked and brought them over to Jeromy as well. Then I decided I should probably get something I could actually wear around the house that wouldn’t be too revealing. I found a cute ruffle tank with a matching pair of tiny shorts. I picked up a pair in black and one in pale pink. It was more cute than sexy and still decent enough to be able to trot around the house in without causing too much of a stir if I happened to run into anyone else.

After we left Victoria’s Secret we were headed to the car, which was parked just outside of Nordstrom's. While traipsing through the store a beautiful black dress caught my attention and I pulled Jeromy over to check it out. By now most men would have completely lost it or died of boredom. But Jeromy wasn’t most men. He was kind and compassionate and wanted to do whatever it took to make me happy.