Harley's Choice (7 page)

“So cryptic Hars, what do you mean?”

The door opened and there was a blonde and a
balding man waiting to get on. The blonde, taller than me, paid me
no mind, but ogled Carson. The balding man on the other hand looked
at me like he was trying to see through me. Ick. I placed my hand
in Carson’s “Come on hunny, I’m hungry and you said I can spend the
day in bed!” I pouted and Carson quick on the uptake pulled me
closer to him.

“Oh baby…I didn’t say you’d be sleeping.” We
may have been playing but his voice caused real sensations in my
belly. I shivered as he pulled me out of the elevator.

“How come you never talk to me like that
anymore Nick?” The blonde accused him as they stepped in the
elevator.

“Didn’t know you wanted me too dear.” And
the elevator blessedly closed out the rest of that
conversation.

“I think I may feel sorry for that man.” I
laughed. “Come on hunny, I am hungry, and then I was thinking about
hitting the pool.”

“Coffee first,” and we walked into the
reception area where they had a whole buffet set up. I got excited
and it must have transferred through my hand because he asked me.
“You like buffets do you?”

“Oh you have no idea. You thought last
night’s pizza and burger event was amazing, just watch me.” Three
full plates and twenty minutes later I sat back and finished my
coffee. “That was great.”

“Are you kidding me? Where does it all go?
Do you have a hollow leg?”

“No I just have learned to appreciate my
food with overzealousness, I’m a lot more active now. I do mix
martial arts, running, weights, and yoga, and this is weekly…well
most weeks and weekends are used for playing, doing whatever I want
to do – although not this weekend apparently.” I grumbled the last
part.

“So, you have taken a good look at the
schedule for this weekend then.”

“Yeah. Not looking forward to summer camp
from hell.”

“What classes did you opt for and what sort
of nut makes twenty-something year olds take classes for a
reunion?”

“O-oh I know this one.” We laughed. Besides
being the head cheerleader, the quarterback’s girlfriend, she was
also class president for many years. We knew she was going to be in
charge of the reunion before we graduated. “So how long will Kyle
sleep?”

“Hmm. Kyle is still revolting the Marine
wake up time. He tells me all the time ‘I lost four years of sleep
and I’m trying to catch up.’” I smiled because that sounded like
the Kyle I knew.

“But I thought he liked it?”

“Oh he did…he just likes sleep more. Besides
he’s more active in the evenings”

“And let me guess you’re the morning
person.”

“Some days, other days I like to sleep too.”
He leveled with his eyes at me, “and I would’ve gone back to bed,
but there was a beautiful woman sleeping in my bed, so I opted to
watch her sleep instead.”

I swallowed hard. “How long were you
watching me?”

“Long enough to know you still purr in your
sleep,” his own voice purred. Oh boy, I had forgotten about that
habit, and no one else had said anything either.

“Ok so swimming?” I asked changing the
subject.

“You know it’s really Kyle who likes to
swim, I prefer to run or sparing.”

“That sounds good too, where can we go?” The
look on his face was priceless. “No I’m dead serious, let’s go
spar. I’ll take you on, best of five.”

“Hars…”

“Chicken?”

“No!” he said with a heavy dose of
indignation.

“Good then let’s go.” I stood and he
followed suit more slowly. He dragged his feet all the way to the
elevator and down the hallway to his room. “Go on you big
scaredy-cat. I promise I won’t hurt you too much.” I opened my door
and walked in and stopped. “This is just too weird.”

“What’s too weird kitten?” Kyle asked from
the bed where he was laying wearing my pajama bottoms, but unlike
Carson, who could pull the shirt off somewhat, these pants, though
are big on me, were absolutely tiny on him. He had pulled them up
to about his knees and sat there looking at me wearing a big shit
eating grin.

“You are as bad as he is.” I nodded to the
door where Carson stood with massive arms cross his chest and when
he dropped his arms and Kyle fell off the bed on onto the floor
laughing so hard. “Ok children fun and games are over. Carson
promised to taking me sparring with him and I want to go, and what
are you doing up? Carson says you sleep in.”

“I usually do, but not today and what do you
mean Carson promised to take you sparing with him?”

“Just what I said.” I turned and found
something that would work for sparing.

“I said no such thing Harley. I simply told
you what I like to do and you took it out of context.”

“Well you won’t go swimming with me so I’ll
go spar with you.”

“Harley, I can’t do it. I’m sorry. Call me
what you want, but I will not spar with you, but I’ll tell you
what, I’ll call Tom’s and see if he can arrange to have someone who
can spar against you there tomorrow.”

Oh boy…this is going to be harder than I
thought. “Fine” and I dropped the clothes I was going to wear and
grabbed my swimsuit and walked into the bathroom. As routine I
cracked the door to listen to the conversation while I changed.

“Can you believe she’s been wearing clothes
of ours for years?”

“No” Carson’s voice was still heavy and full
of something unknown to me. “But can you believe she wanted me to
spar with her?”

“My money’s on kitten.”

“Shut up man! Do you realize I could hurt
her if I connected?”

“I see the problem.” They were silent and I
finished braiding my hair and adjusting myself in my one piece. It
was black with three pink stripes down one side. It was pretty
plain but then one can’t really swim in a bikini. I looked at
myself in the mirror. I am always amazed at myself, for ten years I
have looked like this and every time it takes me a bit to get use
to the fact that I have a shape and curves and not a whole lot of
fat. I need to be in shape for my job, but I could, in all
honestly, do with a few more pounds.

My hourglass shape was more pronounced in
the suit, it also, I’m pretty sure reduced my chest by one whole
size, that could be due to the squishing effect the bathing suit
had. I shrugged at my reflection, turned and walked out of the
bathroom.

Kyle was standing there in his swimming
trunks.

They were a lot shorter than the norm and a
bit tighter than I expected and I felt light headed, which was
becoming a constant state around these two. I was surprised
coherency was not an issue. His back was to me and I didn’t see
Carson anywhere, so I took a moment to study his back and, let’s be
realistic here, his ass. His back was smooth and toned and flowed
into his waist nicely. I could see myself running my fingers down
it so I could feel the tightness of his skin and the dancing of the
muscles and feel the tautness of his ass…a cough brought me back to
myself and I noticed that I was in fact running my fingers down his
back. I quickly pulled my hands away shocked and stunned and
totally turned on. “Um ready?” My words tripping over my
tongue.

Then he turned around and I realized I was
not the only one affected by my touching. I felt my nipples pebble.
His tight swimming trunks did nothing to hind the fact that not
only was he very excited, he was also very well endowed. I felt my
skin heat under his gaze and my nipples hurt they were so erect.
“I, um, I’m going to grab my shirt.” He stammered then reached
behind him and grabbed the shirt.

“Yeah good idea, I’ll just grab, um, my…” I
turned and found my shorts “shorts.” I stepped into them and turned
around again. “Ready?” my voice cracked slightly.

“Yeah.” He didn’t sound ready.

“Where’d Carson go?”

“He jumped into the shower, I told him I was
in need of a swim anyways and that I’d go with you. He said he was
going to get some more sleep.”

“Cool.” I followed him out of the room, “so
last night you said something about the media getting too close to
the truth?”

“Yes, when I was getting ready to go into the
Marines they ran a background and fingerprints, well come to find
out I was not who I thought I was.”

“Um, excuse me?”

“Yeah, see my recruiter called me one day
with news that absolutely floored me, he said ‘Kyle we have an
issue.’ When I asked what was going on he actually told me that I
was going to need to go down to his office. When I got there, it
was a mad house there were FBI agents, police and two people I
didn’t know. I said ‘sir what’s going?’ he had me sit and introduce
me around the room.”

“Quit beating around the bush and tell me!” I
was utterly intrigued.

“Well it seems I was kidnapped at a year
old.” I felt my jaw flap open. The elevator chose this moment to
arrive as well and the story was suspended due to the fact that
there were already people in it.

I reviled in this information the entire ride
down and when we stepped off the elevator I looked at him begging
him to finish the story. He caught my need, “the parents that I had
grown up with my entire life had in fact kidnapped me from Marg and
Collin Mallory seventeen years before when they were in Ireland for
a vacation.

“So the name Kyle Mallory?”

“Is my actual name, but see here was where it
got tricky, apparently the people who raised me did in fact have a
child who had died who was also named Kyle and so I was just put in
his place. They told no one of their original child’s death and so
no one knew anything was wrong. Also since I was a good boy and
never got into trouble there was never any reason for me to get
fingerprinted and of course run through any system.

When my recruiter did it and found all this
out I then had to extend my recruit date by six months and become
an actual citizen.”

“What about Mark and Paula?”

His face fell a bit, “Unfortunately I don’t
know what happened to them. After you left I moved in with Carson
who had gotten an apartment and they told me they were going on a
vacation.” He just shrugged.

“Nothing in ten years?”

“Nope, though about three days after they
were due to be back I did call the cops and had an investigation to
their location started but nothing. Still to this day, I think they
are somewhere in Mexico or some other non-extradition country.

“Wow!” then I thought of something else, well
several elses. “You’re first book…”

He tapped his nose, “yep.”

“And your actual parents?”

I talk to them about once a month. We have
built a steady relationship over the last ten years. I am a
spitting image of my father.”

“I don’t doubt it. With looks as good a yours
they would have to be prominent throughout the family.”

“They are, all the men in the family look
very similar.” I just smiled; I also realized that we had stopped
walking. A very good story teller indeed.

There ended
up being two pools at this hotel. One indoors and one outside,
seasonal pools if you will and being that it was still so early we
opted to go outside where the air was still warming up and there
was no one about. “So tell me something you haven’t told Carson
yet.”

“Are you two keeping score?”

“No…maybe.” He corrected when I looked at
him. “I just thought you might not want to repeat yourself.”

“Well that’s nice of you, but really I’m not
interesting in the least. I work in an office and go on the
occasional business trip.”

“What kind of business?” Oops, again didn’t
think this whole thing through.

“We sell printed office supplies.”

“Sounds…”

“Boring.” I supplied for his obvious loss
for words. “I know, like I said it pays the bill and well its job
security. Daddy wouldn’t fire me.” I took my shorts off and folded
them on the chair and walked to the pool. I took two steps in and
was assaulted by a wave of water. “Kyle!”

He came up out of the water laughing. “Come
on chicken, just jump in, both feet, I’ll be here to make sure you
come back up.” Metaphor? Maybe, but I did as he dared me to do. I
stepped back and jumped in wrapping my arms around my legs to make
the biggest splash I could, right in front of him. The water was
brisk but not too cold and my body quickly adjusted to the
temperature. I was smiling as I surfaced. I’m actually having fun
as me, Harley Elsbeth Shelton, and not as some made up persona.
“See you did just fine.”

His sarcastic tone earned him a splash in
the face and then I took off to the other side of the pool and he
followed. We went round and round this way for a time then as the
sun finally made it over the building we decided to get out when we
saw people stirring around the hotel in different levels of
swimming wear. “Hey, so do you guys have anything planned for the
day.”

“Kitten haven’t you been listening we are
here for you only. If you want to stay inside all day and sleep we
will.” My eyes widen, I’d never realized I had that option.
Following on the thought of sleeping all day came other ideas that
can be done in bed and I was warmed all over again.

But ten years is a long time to be away from
people you used to know. Have they changed much? Their physical
looks changed a lot. When we graduated they both had muscles but
they were still hidden under a layer of youthful fat. They were
tall and skinny but to me they were always strong. I’ve always had
a crush on these two but now, well now I can confidently take the
next step with them, but both of them.

Both of them? Oh boy!

As I dried off, I thought about what I could
possibly do today. I also thought that if I was going to do
anything remotely sexy with either one I was going to need better
clothes. So shopping! “Hey Kyle I want to do some shopping, nothing
dramatic but I need a few things.” He looked like a deer in
headlights. “You don’t have to go with me.” I swayed up to,
softened my voice, laid my hand on his chest and batted my lashes.
“But I’d like you too.”