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Drive
Date: 10/3/2023, Categories: First Time Author: byrebelxcarpenter
... anything else in the world. But he was too mature, too responsible, and too married to act on that desire. "Alright. Drive me home then." Gil couldn't sense any regret or disappointment in her voice so the feeling must be his alone. "I do have one request, though." "You want me to forget about this? Pretend this didn't happen?" "What? No!" Heather practically shouted. She laughed and touched his shoulder. "A goodnight kiss is all." "A goodnight kiss?" Gil started the car and pulled out of the spot, oddly relieved. He thought that maybe forgetting what had passed between them would be the right thing to do and also shatter his heart to pieces. "Just a kiss, then? I can do that." - They sat for a moment pointedly not looking at each other. Gil could see the front door of Heather's parent's condo just over her shoulder. The porch light was on, but he knew from her chatter about them over the years that her parents were asleep in separate parts of the condo and had long stopped caring how late their only daughter arrived home. Gil was just about to ask, 'so how do we do this?' when Heather licked her lips, leaned across the center console, and kissed him. Her lips were soft and unadorned, and her breath smelled faintly of the pizza she'd gotten for herself and his twins. It was over too quickly, but instead of withdrawing, Heather hovered close, smiling faintly, her doe eyes darting around while they took in every detail of Gil's face. Gil ...
... hesitated for a moment before kissing her back. This time, they lingered there for a sweet second longer, their lips parting so that their tongues touched. A thousand-volt surge of intimacy overwhelmed the steady current of delight that was supposed to be a simple kiss goodnight. Heather sat back in her seat, a hard look in her eyes. "I was right." Gil tottered stiffly in his seat, the raging hard-on that was crammed between his belly, jeans waistband, and the seatbelt adding greatly to his discomfort. "Right?" "You feel the same way about me." "I, I, I," Gil stammered. "I guess I do." "Goodnight, Gil." Gil stayed like that, leaned halfway over the center console, unable to move while he watched her bounce up the steps to her front door. He felt as good as she looked in the yellow sundress, young and carefree. His heart lurched when she looked back and blew a kiss over her shoulder before she disappeared inside. "Goodnight, kiddo," Gil said to the closed door. - The week that followed was exquisite torture. Alice was already in bed when he got home from driving Heather home. He found himself with so much to say that he said absolutely nothing while he showered and climbed into bed next to her. "Gil, honey, it's okay," Alice said through the fog of sleep. "It's okay, honey, I love you." They barely saw each other the next day while Alice took one twin to a birthday party across town while he took the other to the library for a group study ...