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Woo another chapter!
I had never seen so much pink in my entire life.
Gabe ran past me into my sister’s apartment and placed the gift I got on the table. Compared to all the other pastel and lively gifts my drab green present seemed invisible.
“This place looks so beautiful!” Gabe exclaimed looking around at the streamers and banner hanging from the ceiling. He ran over to the food table and started to try a little bit of everything. With a mouthful of food he said, “And the food is so good!”
I moved away and watched from across the room as Gabe continued to stuff his face. My sister walked up to me and pointed toward Gabe who was ravishing all the food, “That him?”
I nodded, “Yup.”
Then she pointed toward my dismal gift, “And I’m guessing that that’s your gift.”
I nodded again, “Yup.’
She shook her head, “Eli, you’re the only one who would bring a dark green gift to a baby shower.”
I rolled my eyes, “Be happy you got a gift.”
My sister laughed, “So, are you going to introduce me?”
“To who?”
She pointed toward Gabe.
I sighed, “Yea, I guess I have to.” Then I called for Gabe and gestured him over.
He walked over with a shit eating grin that had tiny scraps of food still stuck in it. I cringed in disgust.
“Kim, this is Gabe.”
My sister smiled and shook his hand, “Nice to meet you, I guess you like the food.”
Gabe gave a coy smile, “Yes, and I guess that attractiveness runs in your family.”
My sister raised an eyebrow, “Eli, I think your boyfriend is hitting on me.”
I glared, “He’s not my boyfriend.”
Gabe smiled and latched onto me, “Oh don’t be so modest, we had sex yesterday.”
I just hung my head.
Ok, it was true, since I’d let Gabe have sex with me in my room nearly two weeks ago, we’d been having sex a lot more often.
You know, like everyday.
My sister laughed and shook her head, “I’m sure you did.”
I pushed Gabe off me and started to lead him in the other direction, “We’ll be right back,” I called to my sister.
I led Gabe into the bathroom and pushed him against a wall rather roughly, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
Gabe looked at me questionably, “What do you mean?”
“You know what I mean! Telling people that you had sex with me. Touching me. Touching me in public. I already told you not to touch me, especially not in public.”
Gabe chuckled and rubbed my chest, “I think it’s a little late for not touching, don‘t you think?”
He gave me a chaste kiss and I kissed back, briefly, but pulled away quickly, “You still aren’t my boyfriend, and you still can’t touch me in public. So the whole time we’re here you are not to touch me, not going to tell people we’re having sex, and especially not going to tell people that I’m your boyfriend. Got it?”
Gabe thought for a second then said, “Can we have sex when we get back?”
I rubbed my eyes, “Gabe, go away.”
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I walked out of the bathroom after Gabe did and saw him across the room chatting it up with the guests.
He looked over at me and waved enthusiastically, then turned back to the guests and told them something. They all looked over at me.
“He seems nice,” My sister’s husband, Drew, said as he walked up to me.
“He’s not my boyfriend.”
He laughed, “I know. I meant in general, he seems nice.”
“He’s fucking annoying.”
Drew chuckled and took a sip from his wine glass.
I knew Drew from high school, and if I’m perfectly honest, I had always had a thing for him. We used to be good friends, and I was happy that my sister ended up with such a good guy.
“You know, Diane is here.”
I sighed, “Really? When did she get here?”
“A little after you did, you should see the gift she brought.”
I rolled my eyes, Diane was my older sister and saying that I didn’t like her barely covered it.
“I’m sure she thinks that getting a big gift makes up for not talking to any of us for the past seven years.”
Drew shrugged, “I’m happy she came at least. Kim really missed her.”
“I’m sure.” I didn’t really want to talk about it anymore.
I guessed Drew saw my distaste in the subject so he dropped it and looked over to the food table where Gabe was stuffing his face…again.
“He sure likes to eat a lot.”
I deadpanned, “I know.”
“I’m sure. So…how long is he going to stay with you for?”
“I guess till he gets his book published.”
Drew nodded, then added a moment later, “Do you want him to stay for longer?’
Honestly, I didn’t really even know anymore. Don’t get me wrong, I still hated Gabe and thought he was annoying and wished that he would leave me alone most of the time, but it seemed as if his charms were starting to work on me. Cold, heartless, black hearted me. It was still only sex though.
It just so happened that the “only sex” was really, really good sex.
But the sex was the only good thing about him staying. And I’m pretty sure that the bad outweighed the good.
Still, I chose not to answer Drew’s question.
I didn’t really have to ‘cause, at the moment, Gabe came over with a plate of food. He stuck what appeared to be a crab puff near my mouth, “This is really good, try it.”
I glared and he pushed the puff closer to my mouth and practically forced me to open it.
“Isn’t it good?”
I nodded unenthusiastically and Gabe walked back over to the food table.
Drew raised an eyebrow, “Are you sure he isn’t your boyfriend?”
I glared at Drew and he laughed, “I’m just saying, he seems to think that you are.”
“I know he does. I tell him all the time that we’re not but it just doesn’t go through that fucking thick head of his. Besides, most of the time it’s easier to just go along with it. He’s even more annoying when I fucking argue with him.”
“So you just went along with the sex so he wouldn’t be really annoying right?”
I knew Drew was joking when he said that. He knew that if I agreed to something more than once I at least wanted some part in it.
And I did. I wanted part in the sex, I didn’t want part in the walking Gabe’s dog, or making Gabe food, or letting Gabe sleep on my bed nearly every night this week cause he was “too tired” to make it back to his room.
I looked over at Drew, “You’re an ass.”
He smiled, “Takes one to know one.”
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I continued to talk to Drew for the duration of the hour. We talked about our past and a few other things.
I saw Diane across the room and waved less then excitedly to her and she waved back with a huge smile on her face, like she was so happy to see me.
After opening all the gifts Gabe walked over holding two wine glasses followed by sister.
“You know Diane’s here right?” she asked.
I nodded, “Yea I said ‘hi’ to her earlier.”
There was an awkward silence for a moment.
“So who wants wine!?!”
We all looked at Gabe who had magically produced a wine bottle seemingly out of no where.
My sister rubbed her belly, “I’m good.”
Drew stuck out his wine glass and Gabe refilled it.
Then Gabe poured me a glass before I could say no.
I started to sip on my wine and Kim put a hand on Gabe’s shoulder, “Eli, you never told me how funny and charming Gabe is.”
I nearly choked, “Funny and charming?”
Kim laughed, “Yea he just told me this hilarious story about when he was a little kid.”
Gabe smiled, “It wasn’t that funny.”
Kim waved her hand, “He’s just being modest. He’s really funny. Tell Eli the story Gabe.”
I growled, “Shouldn’t we be talking more about your baby.”
Kim rolled her eyes, “I already told everyone everything about the baby. I don’t know anything about Gabe, and I want to know all about him considering I’m probably going to be seeing him a lot more often.”
I fumed, “Who said you were going to be seeing him a lot more. Cause I sure as hell didn’t. In fact you’re probably never going to be seeing him again! As soon as his shitty ass book is published I’m kicking him and his fucking annoying dog out of my condo whether they have a place to stay or not!”
They all started at me.
I saw hurt flash in Gabe’s eyes for a second before I stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door behind me.
I sat outside the apartment for a few minutes before Gabe came outside.
He came up and tried to embrace me for a hug, but I pushed him away harshly, “You’re not my fucking boyfriend, don’t touch me!”
Gabe recoiled, “What the fuck is your problem?!?”
“You! You’re my problem! Your and your fucking annoying tendency to get everyone to love you! Why don’t you go chat it up with my sister a little more Gabe? Go back to my work and take over my office with your ‘good looks and charm’. Just leave me the fuck alone, and stop trying to make us something that we’re not.”
Gabe looked hurt, “So we’re not anything then? Just sex, that’s it.”
“Yes! That’s what I’ve been trying to fucking tell you! If you weren’t so fucking stupid maybe you would have already understood that!”
Gabe scowled, “You know, I was like you before. Hostile, never had a relationship, always slept around with all these chicks. But then I realized that I wasn’t really living life. Then I started to write this book, and look at where it got me.”
“Homeless and living with an asshole who hates your guts.”
Gabe smiled a little, “That may be true, but, despite all that, I’m really happy.”
I rolled my eyes, “Well I’m not. Don’t try to fool me with some sad sap story about how you were a slut in the past, cause it’s not gonna change how I feel. I don’t want to change how I am Gabe, I’m not going to change how I am, no matter how hard you try to change me.”
Gabe sighed, “So, all this time, I haven’t gotten to you at all?”
“No, you haven’t. If anything, you annoy me even more than you did before. You make me walk your dog, constantly annoy me, don’t help me with your book, masturbate in my living room, and always ask me for sex that I don’t really want.”
Gabe pouted a little, “You don’t really want the sex? But…it’s really good sex.”
“Just because it’s good sex doesn’t mean that I want it all the time! Everyday you want it, in my room, and then you sleep there the rest of the night! I wish you would just leave me the fuck alone already! Can’t you find something else to have sex with, or to annoy?!? Go back to being a slut who just sleeps around with tons of chicks!”
Gabe put on another sad face, “Is that what you really want me to do Eli?”
“Yes, I would love it if you did that!”
Gabe frowned, “Fine.”
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It seemed for once, Gabe had actually listened.
I had just come home from work hoping to get some peace and quiet for the evening.
You never realize how thin your walls are until you can hear everything.
Instead of in peace and quiet, I spent the evening drowning out moans coming from Gabe’s room. I tried to fight away the jealousy I felt when I noticed that girls had never moaned that much when I was with them. I also tried to tell myself that, that was the only jealousy I felt.
Later I saw her leave with a flirty wave and a “I’ll see you later Gabe.”
Gabe waved back halfheartedly and turned to me. He was still half naked and glistening, wearing a smug smile, “This what you had in mind?”
“Yes, somewhat. It would be nicer if you were a bit more quiet though.”
Gabe walked closer to me, his body heat radiating and smirked, “Well that’s too bad, you wanted me to act like I used to? Well, no more mister nice guy.”
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It seemed that along with not being nice the “Old Gabe” was also a total player.
Each night that week Gabe came home with another girl. And each night they left with a satisfied smile.
Each night another smug smirk from Gabe.
But out of everything, the fact that they were all girls bugged me the most.
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It was two weeks later and while they weren’t coming back every night, the girls were still over very often.
I decided that it was time to put my foot down and tell Gabe that this had to stop.
Another girl had just left and I approached Gabe, who was still adorning that stupid fucking smirk.
“Gabe, this has to stop.”
He turned toward me and gave me a quizzical look, “What has to stop?”
“You know what, the girls.”
Gabe moved even closer to me, he smelled like sex and you could tell that he just had it.
“Are you going to replace them?”
The look that Gabe was giving me at the moment was the most sexy look I had ever seen. It was hard for me to say no.
“No,” but I managed.
“Then I guess the girls are going to keep coming over.”
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And it did continue.
With every girl that Gabe ‘got off’ with, I grew more and more agitated, and more and more sexually pent up.
Well, since he was bringing home random bimbos I guess I could too.
His name was Steve or something. I couldn’t really remember. I had full intentions of picking up a chick at the random bar I went to, but as soon as I entered this guy was on me.
He wasn’t ugly, but he wasn’t good looking either.
Gabe was home alone that night, but I couldn’t quite see his face since I came into the condo with Steve or something’s tongue practically down my throat.
He wasn’t a bad or good kisser either.
I guess that could have been said about that whole evening. The foreplay (or lack there of) wasn’t bad or good, the sex wasn’t bad or good, everything was ok, not memorable.
Steve or something seemed to love it though.
Gabe saw him leave, shortly after he came over, and he stalked his way over to me.
“Who was that?”
I shrugged.
He glared, “Don’t lie, you had sex with him didn’t you?”
“So what if I did? You’ve slept with tons of women in the past month, and I’ve slept with one guy.”
Gabe glared, “Yea one guy.”
“Why the fuck does it matter whether it’s a guy or a girl? Obviously both of us don’t mind either. I don’t see why it matters.”
Gabe was suddenly very close to me, “It just does. If you’re going to sleep with someone, at least make it a girl.”
I smirked, “Jealous?”
“Of you, no.”
My smirk widened, “Then you’re jealous of him,” I pointed toward the door, where Steve had just left.
Gabe glared, and I moved even closer to him, “Oh so you are jealous of him. Jealous cause you know that he just had better sex then you’ve been having all month?”
“I’ve been having better sex with all those girls then I’ve been having with you, so no, I’m not jealous.”
I let out a sarcastic ‘Ha!’, “Really? You’re sure?” I moved closer and grabbed onto Gabe, “So you don’t miss having sex with me at all?”
I could tell that Gabe was trying hard not to give in, “I gave up on you Eli, I know that all you want is sex, and with you, I want more.”
I stepped back, “You know that you’re not going to get more.”
Gabe sighed and laid his head on my shoulder, he stayed there for a moment before responding, “I know. “ Then his kissed me, softly. I tried to kiss back harder, so the kiss didn’t seem so emotional, but Gabe didn’t let me.
We pulled away from each other after a couple moments and Gabe looked into my eyes, my heart was beating wildly.
“Admit that you have some feelings for me.”
I opened my mouth to retort some smartass comment, but Gabe was still looking in my eyes and I found that I couldn’t say no, I couldn’t say anything.
My heart still sped as I pushed Gabe away, “Have fun with your girls. I prefer my guys who don’t moan obnoxiously every five seconds.”
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It wasn’t until Gabe came home with a guy that I really knew what he was talking about.
He was a lot better looking then my guy was, and the way that Gabe reacted to him did little more then piss me off. I wasn’t jealous.
They were in the living room and Gabe gave me an evil look when I saw them, “Who’s that?”
Gabe shrugged, “My annoying roommate,” and pulled the man to kiss him again.
Red flashed before my eyes.
I walked over to the couch and tapped harshly on the guys shoulder, he turned away from Gabe pissed that I had made them stop.
“What the fuck do you want?”
I grabbed him by the collar, “I want you to get the fuck out of my condo before I have to hurt you.”
The guy scowled, “Yea ok,” he looked over at Gabe who was staring at me, a star struck look in his eyes. It only made the man scowl more, “Gabe?”
“Maybe you should go Frank, I don’t want any trouble.” Gabe never took his eyes off me.
The man only pushed me away and stormed out of my condo.
“What was that-”
Was all that Gabe got out before I kissed him.
He responded quickly, grabbing onto to me, and I pushed us down on the couch.
I bit his neck harshly and he let out a hiss, “No more guys, or girls.”
“Who am I supposed to sleep with then?”
I started to undo his pants, not worrying about the shirt or anything else. I kissed him again before responding, “Me.”
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We sat on the couch some time later, disheveled, and pants less.
“Why haven’t we done that in so long?”
I shrugged.
Gabe ran a hand through his hair then turned to me, “You know, you never answered me.”
“Answered you?”
“About having feelings for me.”
My heart started beating fast again and I turned away from Gabe, “Didn’t I said no?”
“You didn’t say anything.”
Gabe leaned over and kissed me again, like he did the other day. It was soft and tender, and I couldn’t help but lean in and kiss him back. It had been awhile since I kissed someone so passionately.
When we finally pulled away, Gabe said, “Admit you do.”
I sighed, “Never.”
He gave a bitter smile, “I’m breaking your shell Eli, and when it’s completely broken I’m not going to put it back together.”
Then he left and for once my cold heart seemed colder.
