It’s been a few weeks that Brandy has been living with me now, and we’ve been having a lot of fun. We usually drive around town and find something to do most days. I was forced to quit my job at the club because Brandy is afraid that other girls will be closer to me than she is. So now I am unemployed and pretty much doing nothing. We also fight a lot, but it always has a happy ending.
But one of the most special things that happened was the night Brandy and I, like usual, were watching TV way too late at night.
She was lying across me, an arm slung across my neck. She looked up, and put a gentle hand on my face.
“Tom?” She said softly.
“Mm?” I said, looking at her
“I love you.” She said.
Oh Shit.
“No, you don’t.” I said.
I leaned down and kissed her. The strangest thing was, is that every time Brandy and I kiss and get this close, we always end up going all the way. This time we didn’t.
And the was okay with us.