Love Thy Neighbor (10 page)

He watched her eyes roll, her head tremble, and felt her warm breaths
brush against his face. When her eyes weren't back inside her head,
they were on him. She soon realized that she loved him and didn't
want tonight to end. The past nine years had come to an end, finally,
utterly, perfectly. Tonight was a beautiful transition from bad to
good.

Her heart pounded in her chest and ears. Sweat broke out on her
skin—his too. His penis massaged all the right internal
buttons. A little fluid spurted from her vagina, and she cried out
again: “UH! UH! UH! UH! Ohhhhh, Baron! I'm almost there. Make
me come, make me come!”

He was almost there, too. His adrenaline coursed through his veins,
making him feel like he'd run a short marathon. He and Janna were one
right now, two halves of a whole. He had never said this—he
didn't even want to admit to himself yet—but he thought he was
starting to fall for her. She didn't only take Rachel's place; she
instilled a better assortment of emotions in him.

Faster, harder, deeper, louder. The bed squeaked noisily. A quilt
fell to the floor. A drinking glass on the nightstand was inching
closer toward the edge with every thrust. Baron groaned and grunted,
ready to blow. Janna was ready to go, but she was waiting for him.
She had never felt closer to someone as she did in this moment.

“
You
almost there yet, baby?” she asked.

“
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm there. You?”

“
Whenever
you are. Let's do it together, at the same time.”

“
The
time's now, Janna.”

The way he said her name brought more tears to her eyes, made her
heart burn with passion.

“
UH!UH!UH!UHHHHHH!”
She cried. “I'm coming, I'm coming!”

“
Oh
Janna! Ahhhhhh!”

His penis throbbed as his semen shot up into her, and her vagina
squeezed as she let go herself. They both had one dual orgasm
together. It was the best either of them had ever had—would
ever have, unless they did this again. They were sure they would.
Tonight had been the concrete that cemented them together.

They instantly fell asleep right afterward, Baron still partway on
top of her, his arm draped over her. Janna had no dreams, but she
felt complete. She felt loved. She slept with a smile on her face and
a seed inside her belly.

***

She awoke the next day, confused but fulfilled. This was not her
room, and none of these things were her possessions.

I'm at Barons...

But where's he?

Or maybe this is the remainder of the dream I had. A continuance
of erotica.

“
Hello?”

“
Hello!”
Baron said, entering the room with a tray of breakfast in his hands.
It smelled glorious: hash browns, eggs, toast. He set it on the bed
beside her.

“
For
me?” Her face lit up.

“
Indeed.”

“
So
I guess that wasn't a dream? Us... together?”

“
I
thought the same thing when I woke up. Here, let me let some daylight
in. It's a beautiful day outside. Warm, sunny.” He opened the
blinds, and sunshine illuminated the room.

“
How'd
you sleep?” he asked Janna.

“
Never
better.” She took a bite of toast. “But what does it
mean? Us...?”

“
I
like you, Janna. That's what it means. I don't want to call it love
yet, because I don't want to jinx anything. I want to get to know
you.”

Gulp!
“You like me? Why?”

“
Because
that's just the way it happens sometimes. The way I see you smile,
laugh, and cry. It just mysteriously draws me to you like a magnet.”

“
But
why me? With all the problems I have—“

He held up a hand. “My ex had problems. All my exes had
problems. I have problems. Everybody has problems. It's what makes us
human and faulty. I've had a lot of girlfriends, Janna. Sure, they
might be more outgoing than you are, more confident, more personable.
But it doesn't make them better. To me, you're better than them. They
seem to be made from a certain mold. Not you. You're the girl next
door. You are just... yourself. You're not stuck up or fake. You're a
real woman. I want to start something with you... if you're still
willing?”

“
Absolutely!”
She wrapped her arms around him, and they kissed. “See? Maybe
it's good you and your ex broke up. Otherwise, we would have never
met.”

“
And
I would have probably lived miserably ever after. Y'know, you can get
to know a person all you want. You can talk to them for years and
think
you
know them. Or you can see someone one day and somehow just
know
them.”

“
That's
the way it was with me and Ben for the longest time. Fate's a funny
thing. You never know what it holds in store from one day to the
next. This world is huge. You could have moved anywhere, but in the
end, you came here.”

“
To
discover a beautiful woman named Janna. I don't even know your last
name.”

“
It's
Dellwood.”

“
Mine's
Strettan. Baron Strettan, at your service. The food any good?”

“
It's
okay. Nothing special,” she joked.

He laughed. “At least you're honest.” He winked. “You
do know I can't guarantee anything... we could really have something
here, but I don't want you to think this'll last for sure.”

She shook her head. “Doesn't matter. Let's just take this one
day at a time and see how it goes. Besides, nothing lasts. I realized
that last night. What counts is what you do with the time given to
you, to me, to us.”

“
Sounds
good.” He kissed her on the cheek. “Enjoy your breakfast.
I'm gonna take a quick shower.”

He walked to the door.

“
Baron?”

He stopped and turned, his eyebrows raised. “Hmm?”

“
Thanks.
For everything.”

“
No,
Janna, thank you.” He walked out of the room.

Janna sat there and continued to eat her breakfast, the emptiness in
her psyche ultimately gone. For nine years it had been there, gnawing
at her, devouring her, wasting her away. Overnight, she'd conquered
that emptiness, made love with the perfect guy, and established the
beginnings of a real romance. From now on she was going to do
everything that had always held her back. Nothing would stand in her
way again. The world was her oyster, an immense realm of
possibilities, too many to count. She'd just needed the help of a
gentleman to see it. That gentleman was and always would be Baron
Strettan.