Fun Days - Chapter Twelve

Cheyanne walks over and grabs a cup of coffee as she sits down beside me, "so, did you do what I asked you to do?" "Oh, om, well.......," I stumble all over my words as she gives me that, don't lie to me, girl, spill the beans look. "Well, yes, I did," I reply. "And, go on, you have to tell me everything, I'm sitting here on pins and needles," she begs. "Yes, I did, I was expecting him to brush me off like always, but he didn't this time," I tell her.

"Details," she shouts as she shakes my arm with excitement. "Well, I snuck up to his room, he was asleep when I went into his room. I sat down on the bed next to him, as I was admiring him, he woke up, at first I thought he was mad at me for sneaking into his room, instead, he hesitated and tried to brush me off, and that's when I kissed him," I tell her. "Oh my, you did what?" she shouts. "Yes, I kissed him, and just when I thought he was going to tell me no again, he kissed me back. We were all mouths, hands, and body. We were getting carried away when Chris walked in," I tell her. "Oh my, you guys almost......, and poor Chris," she giggles. "Poor Chris, how about poor me and Dimitri, I was mortified, and now I can't touch him," I huff. "I guess I'll have to find a way to help you too out," she tells me. I almost sink into my chair. This can't be good, I think to myself. 

Later I'm in my room doing some homework as my mind wanders. I wonder what Dimitri is doing, so I pull up my messenger and type a small message to him to ring into his phone. "What are you doing? I miss you," I type. I sit and hope he's able to respond back.

He's quick to respond back. "I'm working out in the gym. I'll be seeing you soon. I miss you more," he replies.

I stare at the screen with a big face splitting grin. Oh, he misses me, and he's in the gym. Maybe I need to work out too. I look over at Sandy, who is reading. "I'm going to go and work out with Dimitri, I will meet up with you later," I tell her. She nods as I head to my dresser to get a change of clothes. 

When I walk into the gym, Dimitri is hard at work at the punching bag. He's not wearing his usual workout clothes, this outfit made him look more professional. I walk over to him to get his attention. He stops punching, takes a quick look around before he pulls me to him. His lips meet mine in a sweet, gentle kiss that I have been daydreaming all day about. It doesn't last long, which makes me frown. He gives me a quick smile as he points to the treadmill.  

"If you come here, you need to work out," he says as he turns to the punching bag. "I didn't actually come here to work out, I came here to see you," I huff. "Nice try," he says as he points at the treadmill once again. I give up, knowing I will not win against him, so I climb on the treadmill. I start at a slow run as I watch Dimitri start punching and kicking the bag. I almost fall off the thing looking over at him. He must have heard me stumble because when I look back over at him, he has his arms crossed with a serious look. "Pay attention to your running, now me," he says in a stern voice as he tries to hide his amusement.

Finishing on the treadmill, Chris walks in, wearing the same kind of clothes as Dimitri. I was getting excited to be in Dimitri's arms again, but our time comes to a halt with Chris around. Chris and Dimitri talk about some of the training they will be doing as I watch Chris smirk at me a few times when Dimitri wasn't looking. I can't help but blush, knowing what he saw the other day when he walked in on Dimitri and me. 

I'm bored out of my mind as they talk their guy talk. I know what I would love to be doing right now, but I don't see that being an option. It's going to be harder than I imagine as we try to hide our relationship. I just want to launch myself at him right now and breathe in his scent. 

After our workout, me and Dimitri decide to relax and watch some tv. I'm sitting close to him, allowing our arms to touch. I slip my hand under his arm, finding his hand, I lace my fingers through his. He slowly rubs his thumb over my knuckles sending chills over my whole body. I know it's safe this time, my parents are in some kind of meeting and are away at the moment. Everyone knows that I'm with Dimitri, so they do their normal routine. Dimitri is even relaxed as he scoots closer to me.  

He turns to me as he runs his fingers down my cheek. I close my eyes as I relish his touch. "Do you know how much you mean to me?" he asks as he continues to stroke my face. 

Before I can answer him, he's managed to pull me into his lap and possess my lips while holding me to his chest. 

I wrap my arms around him as passion boils deep down. I want him right now, on this couch. But with the last encounter, it left me embarrassed and probably scared Chris for life.

He slips me off his lap so he can stand. I'm facing him as he looks at me with those big brown eyes."Take it slow," he says as he places a hand on my shoulder. 

I smile at him, trying to pull myself together. As my breathing slows and I recover myself, I smile up at Dimitri, which seems to be enjoying the effect he has on me. I can't stand it when he can hide his emotions so easily, it's so unnerving. 

He pulls me to him as he wraps his arms around me. "I wish we could hold each other like this forever, but I have some important things to do. Chris will be with you if you need me, send me a text. I will come to find you," he tells me as he plants a swift kiss on my lips before he leaves. 

Chris walks in and immediately makes a face at me. All I can do is roll my eyes and feel myself turning red. Could this be any more embarrassing other than when it happened? Geeze, he's making a big deal out of this. 

"Will you stop it, it's more than I can handle," I beg with frustration radiating off me. 

He starts to laugh as I shove him. It doesn't stop him from laughing, it makes it worse. I'm about ready to knock him out, best friend or not. "Chris," I shout. 

"All right, keep your clothes on," he says as he laughs some more.

His laugh is infectious, and now I find myself laughing with him. 

"Seriously, please don't tell anyone," I beg. "Emily, will you stop, I think it's great. You two are great together, I just wish you two could be together in the open," he says. 

"I hope that someday I can get the law fixed so I can, I will be talking to my parents soon, but not yet. I got to find a way to convince them to let me be with Dimitri," I tell him. 

We watch tv for a few hours, and I can't take being away from Dimitri this long. "Where is Dimitri?" I ask. "He was sparing with Sandy last time I talked to him," Chris says. "Well, I'm going to go and see him before my parents get back, you know where to find me if you need me," I tell Chris as I leave. 

I look in the gym, then head to the back yard. I find Dimitri sitting on the ground, now wearing his regular clothes. As I approach him, he seems deep in thought, not the whole meditating way either. I sit down in front of him. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Oh, it's nothing to concern yourself with," he replies dryly. "Everything that involves you concerns me. Do you not trust me enough to tell me," I ask. 

I know how to get his attention. I lean over to where my lips are almost touching his ear. "Tell me," I whisper as I make my warm breath touch his ear. I almost start giggling when I see a chill run down him. "You don't play fair," he whispers.

He jumps up and leaps at me, taking me by surprise. I squill out in shock. He starts tickling me, a relentless tickle. I howl out in laughter.

"So you want my attention, you got it," he laughs. "Oh, please stop," I beg as he unleashes another wave of tickles.

"Please, please," I gasp between my laughs. I try to wiggle out of his arms, but he's too strong. Finally, he stops. "Let's eat," he says as he grabs my hand to lead me into the house. 

We're sitting in the kitchen eating, and I can't help but grin at him. He's never been this playful with me. It was too much fun. "So are you going to tell me what was on your mind," I ask him. He pauses....."Emily, not now," he begs. I can see he's not up for discussing it, so I leave it alone as I start eating again. 

After we eat, we head outside for some fresh air. It starts to rain, I hold out my hands as the raindrops fall. I can't help but want to play in it, it brings back so many memories of Hannah and me as children. We loved playing in the rain on a hot summer day. Those were happier times that I will always cherish. 

"Emily! Where is Dimitri or Chris," my father shouts at me, making me jump? I turn to find my father looking at me with anger all over his face. 

I can't help but suppress my giggle. He looks so mad that when I stop giggling, I point over to where Dimitri is smiling while talking to Cheyanne. Once he sees them, he visually relaxes as he walks back into the house. 

I walk over to where Dimitri and Cheyanne are talking. They are laughing and joking. I hope they are not talking about me. This should be a fun-filled day getting to hang with Dimitri, Cheyanne, Chris, and Sandy.  

 We all change into our swimsuits, ready for a pool party when the rain stops. The sun has finally come out, we are all relaxing by the pool. 

Dimitri is on the diving board wearing only a pair of shorts. I can't take my eyes off his abs as he takes off into a run, then leaps into the pool. I'm almost overtaken by the wave he left in his wake. 

He surfaces only a few feet from me. He gives me a smile as he brushes up against me in the water. I just want to pull him to me, but I must behave. He brushes up against me again, this time I know, it's on purpose. Each time he touches me, I can't help the way it affects me. He knows what he's doing to me as he continues to smile at me from a distance. I can play this game too. 

I jump out of the pool, and Dimitri follows me. Now, let's play this game. I turn and just look at him. "Emily, what are you thinking," he looks at me with a smile.

I walk up to him, giving him a grin. "What are you up too?" he asks as he eyes me. I reach out to touch his chest. He doesn't stop me completely but gives me the what are you doing look. "Me? I'm not doing anything," I tell him as my fingers run down the side of his chest. "Humm," he groans. 

Then I run my other hand down his arm. He smiles but says nothing. He then barely brushes my skin with a small innocent touch that no one would ever second guess. I know he's up for playing this game. I can tell by looking at him. His eyes alone give away his desire for me.   

I turn and dart off, "catch me if you can," I call out to him as I giggle. "I'll do better than that," he says as he dashes toward me, making me squeal and run faster.

I must have been kidding myself. He grabs me and takes me to the ground in a matter of seconds. I didn't have a chance. He unleashes those fingers in my sides, making me squirm and laugh. 

He's taking no prisoners, I can't hardly take it. I throw my head back, laughing as he unleashes more tickling. He's so playful, I love it when he acts this way with me. I just never imagined how much he loves to tickle and play around. 

When he lets me up, I take off into the house and grab the first pillow I can find and swing. It misses Dimitri, giving him time to grab one to attack me back. We are having a pillow fight in the middle of the room. Dimitri whacks me, several times, making the pillow explode. Feathers go flying everywhere. 

I only get a few shots in as he nails me with the pillow again. He's too good at this, I try to outrun him but fail miserably as he unleashes another wave of attacks. I have to stop because I'm now laughing too hard to even continue. "I give up," I yell as I hold my hands up. "You surrender," Dimitri says as he lowers his pillow. "Yes, I can't stop laughing, you win," I say as I gasp for air. 

Cheyanne walks in as we just called a truce to our brutal assaults on each other involving pillows. 

"Better wrap it up, your parents are coming this way," Cheyanne informs us. Dimitri gives me a smile and then heads out, leaving me with Cheyanne. "See you later," he calls to me.

"Today was the best, I had so much fun. I wish that me and Dimitri could be open like this all the time, I hate these laws," I tell Cheyanne. 

"See, I told you, Emily, we can work around it. You guys are adorable together. I'm so happy to see you this happy," she tells me. "I'm sure that it will happen one day," she adds.

"Your parents should be proud to have you with Dimitri, he's a catch and well the whole entire package really," she says. "You are the best," I tell Cheyanne as I hug her.