***I was going to wait a few hours but couldn’t! I just had to upload this BONUS post no. 2 immediately! I’m wondering what everyone will think of the strange turn of events and Adam’s reasoning! Enjoy!***
Adam and I woke up pretty much at the same time. The sun seeping around the edges of the curtains was what first woke me up. More than anything, the sun is the only thing that can really wake me up. It’s like someone just inserted a flashlight into an open eye. Kind of like when it’s really dark, and you’ve just woken up and you look at your phone. Oh, the horror!
It’s not like I already forgot what happened between Adam and I, but when I wiggled around and looked at the state of the both of us, the whole night came rushing back like Total Recall.
Adam and I stole each other’s glances and we both smiled.
“Morning,” Adam mumbled.
“Morning,” I said.
I had been laying on Adam’s chest the entire night. When I moved back on the pillow a crick in my neck happened. I snapped my hand up to the left side of my neck, rubbing it from the blunt pain.
“Ouch,” Adam said, “That sounded like it hurt.”
I groaned. “So much.”
“Here,” Adam said, sitting up and waving me over, “come closer and turn around.”
I did as he said, letting the blanket fall from my chest, completely exposing my breasts. Adam started kneading his hands into my neck, relaxing the skin, and then grabbing it again, closing it entirely into his palms. At one point, I moved my neck from side to side and a crack occurred again. Adam and I laughed at the sudden snap, Adam thought he broke me until I said I was fine.
Adam continued onwards, and then I felt his breath closing in on my skin. When his lips locked onto the sore spot of my neck, I closed my eyes and lifted my head back. Adam pulled me closer into him by holding my breasts gently and then dragging me softly into him. I could feel him, hard against my lower back. With his left hand he massaged my left breast, and then with his right, he made two fingers and, while making me wet in the seconds before, he slipped them inside me. I rested my head onto his shoulder as he continued on; his fingers in and out and around. His hand giving my left breast the most sexual attention it’s ever had in a long time. His lips opening up to the sort of heat that drives any girl crazy.
“Come for me,” Adam whispered in my ear.
I shook my head. The question was posed last night, now it’s time for the answers. “Wait, wait, wait,” I said, somehow managing to free myself from his embrace and turning around to face him. “We have to talk.”
Adam lifted his finger to his lips, and teasingly, giving me a show, licked them. Then he leaned downwards. After I regained my strength from that turn on, I caught his chin with my hand before he was close enough.
“What’s wrong?” Adam asked, disappointed.
“Don’t you think we need to talk about this? We need the answers remember?”
Adam shrugged. “I don’t think there’s much to talk about.”
“Seriously,” I said, “where is this going?”
“Why does it have to go anywhere?”
“You don’t want anything to become of this?” I asked, confusedly.
“Of course I do,” Adam said, “but I’m not sure we’d work out anything beyond a friendship.”
It was all too weird; it almost sounded like he was breaking up with me without either of us having ever been in a relationship with one another.
“Tell me why not, Adam. Make me understand this.”
Adam sighed, ran a hand through his unruly hair, and then stood. “You know what, Anna, I don’t think I’m even ready to be in a committed relationship of any sort. It just wouldn’t be right between us.”
“But,” I stumbled, blinking out the incomprehension, “but, you said you loved me last night.”
Adam remained silent, and staring at me; he was caught out. Don’t say what you said last night and then go back on it. You said you were in love with me, suddenly you’re not ready to commit. Did I not hear right? Did I just make everything up or something, because right now, Circus Man over here was throwing me through a loop!
“I think you should go,” Adam finally said, after the silence, for which he seemed to snap out of.
“Are you serious?” This had to be a joke.
Adam didn’t reply. I didn’t want to wait any longer for him to confuse me even more. I jumped out of bed and rapidly put everything back on. Adam seemed to quickly do the same with any pieces of clothing he could find.
“Wait, Anna,” he said, seemingly out of breath.
I was already walking towards the door and Adam hadn’t completely buttoned up his white long sleeved shirt. “For what?” I asked, agitated.
“Look,” he said, “I don’t know how to deal with this you know?” he vaguely explained shakily.
“What the fuck Adam!?”
“Listen! I can’t be refused by you again. Do you have any idea how much it hurt for the only person that you really loved to turn you down; and instead run into the arms of a crappy boyfriend!?”
“Don’t!” I warned. Not Daniel. Don’t go there.
“I knew he would hurt you,” he went on, ignoring my warning. “And he’s basically ruined any chances of us ever working.”
“What are you even talking about?”
“Anna, would you even consider a long distance relationship with me?” I stayed silent as I connected the dots. “No,” he continued, “you wouldn’t now because of him. That asshole is what I’m talking about.”
“I said don’t,” I warned through clenched teeth.
Adam scoffed with disbelief. “Defending him until the end, huh?”
“Don’t for one second think that I’m so easily influenced,” I said calmly. “You may think that Daniel had a hand in my not wanting to be with you, but he wasn’t. He still isn’t. The only people that decide if we can be together is us, and you just fucked us both over.” I opened the door and turned one last time. “And for your information, I would have considered you.”
Adam rolled his eyes. “Oh gee, thanks, a consideration. Now I feel so special.”
I shook my head and narrowed my eyes in an effort to try and figure him out. “I can’t believe you think I’m so weak-willed. So you thought you beat me to the punch, huh? You think I wasn’t even going to try us out, thought that I was going to reject you again? Well congratulations, you win.”
As I rode the elevator to ground level, I started thinking of what Adam said. Were we really learning from our relationships? If it weren’t for Daniel, would Adam and I have worked? And more so, would our relationship be stronger during long-distance? Then I started to think of how ridiculous it was to compare so much from one relationship to another. Daniel and I were different; Adam and I are different; there were too many variables to consider to make a decent comparison. What’s with the comparisons? Do we have to compare our relationships in order to learn and avoid making future mistakes? Do we have to compare our past relationships in order to have a successful relationship?