Love is a Place Ch. 02: The Solution - Sex Stories

Love is a Place Ch. 02: The Solution

... forgave you a long time ago." He pauses. "Come here."

I don't get it at first. But then I see him standing up, with his hand out. Hesitantly, I give him a hug. We don't hug. I don't think I've ever hugged Stuart. He crushes me into him. "Maybe it's time you forgave yourself, Sarah."

"Thank you," I whisper.

He ends the hug and looks at me.

"Anyway, in case you did need it, you do have my permission to date Samantha."

"Um.... thanks?"

"I mean, you know, if you don't feel that way about her, then fine. But I don't think that's true, is it?"

"No." There, I said it. The world didn't end. "No, it's not."

"There you go. So tell her."

"How can I, after all the shit I've put you all through these last few days?"

"It'll only be worse if you put it off. She might find a way to put those feelings aside before you pluck up the courage to tell her something. Look," he goes to the door, "stay here. I'll send her in and make sure you don't get disturbed." "No, wait..."

"Look," he points above me, "mistletoe!"

"Huh?" I look up and with that he's gone, the door closing behind him.

I spin around, march to the window, chewing my lip. I consider just making a run for it, dashing out the door, claiming my parents wanted me home or something. But hope's roots seem to have tied me to this room and I find myself turning back from the door, pacing to the window, back and forth again, and again, and again. And then the door is opening and she's coming ...

... in.

"Stuart said that you wanted to talk to me Sarah."

"Samantha! Um. Hi! Um, yes, I did, I do... oh...ah."

"Sorry Sarah, am I still making you nervous because you think I want to have sex with you?"

"No, yes, um..."

"Well, let me assure you that there is no reason to be nervous because I don't now."

"What? You don't?" Oh fuck!

"No, you see I have my period at the moment and I believe that sex might be awkward given that I am bleeding."

"Oh, right, yes of course." I don't know whether to be relieved or slightly nauseated. Maybe both?

Right now this is the epitome of an awkward pause. Take a photo of this moment and just stick it in the dictionary.

"Stuart said that you wanted to talk to me Sarah."

"Yes. Yes! Ok," I'm so not ready for this. Still this is happening. I step forward and take her hands. We are under the mistletoe.

"Samantha. I need to apologise to you. When you asked me if I wanted to have sex with you I didn't react well and I didn't react honestly. I do want to have sex with you. Not right now, and not even at that moment particularly," God, this is just about the least romantic thing ever and yet it is bringing out the biggest smile on her face, "I am in love with you. I have been for some time. I've been lying to myself, trying to make myself believe that I didn't because... because I didn't think you could ever feel that way about me and I thought that it would drive me mad. So I got so used to denying how I felt to myself that when ...