"I know what you're doing, Lirael." I roll my eyes at her antics, as she keeps going through her closet for the 'perfect' thing for me to wear.
I swear, I had one night, one amazing, earth shattering, ride of my life, night, but still.... Once David gets out of the hospital in a few days, they're going to put him in a psych ward for a few days or two weeks, and then I'll be having to deal with him again, mostly on my own. Unless I pay out of my own pocket for a nurse to come stay with him. That's not cheap even if it's for just a few hours, and I need those hours to handle my business. I can't keep relying on Char to keep running everything for me.
Lirael looks at me, eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights, "What I'm doing? I'm finding you clothes to wear so you don't put me in rear naked choke hold like you did to Lance in the backyard." She blinks slowly at me a couple times before getting back to going through her clothes.
I scoff, "That was not a rear naked choke hold. That was an Octopus hold, but that's beside the point. You're trying to set me up with Brian, when I already told you we had sex last night. There's no reason to set us up." I pull the ends of my hair, feeling the heat flush through my body for the umpteenth time just as of this morning.
Lirael shouts, "AH HA!" Pulling out something and coming out towards me. "This is perfect! Here try it on, Miss Wrestling Queen."
She hands me an A line, red dress that the hem would come to my knees, with a simple sweet heart neckline.
"Lirael, are you even listening to me?" I sigh in exasperation. Sitting on the edge of her bed to take off my sandals.
"Yes, I am. I know, you're worried about when your brother gets out and not having any time to do anything. However, instead of worrying about it now, you're going to live it up while you can. Worry about it later, trust me. Life is better when you enjoy the time you get, instead of wasting it worrying." She takes my clothes that are soiled and heads downstairs to wash them for me.
She's back up in time to help me zip up the dress in the back, before I look at my self in the mirror.
"You've got me looking desperate to catch his eye!" I stare shocked at my self. While I looked amazing in the dress, it screamed, I want attention.
"Well, I'm sorry, I'm a little larger in the chest and waist than you. That's the only dress I knew would fit you, and damn... you can keep it." Lirael chews on her bottom lip, eying me up and down like I was candy she wanted to lick.
I roll my eyes at her, "You're going to chew off your bottom lip if you don't stop."
"You really don't have a thing for girls do you?" Lirael asks me.
"Nope, can't say I do."
"Pity, I could make those pretty legs of yours tremble..."
"LALALALA" I shove my fingers in my ears as she starts saying things about me I really don't want to hear from her. I only stop when I see she's laughing at me.
"Okay, Okay. I'll stop." Lirael holds her hands up at me. She clasps her hands together, "Now, tell me since we are alone, was Brian good?" She sits on the bed as I comb my hair in the mirror.
I laugh, "Was he good? You mean to tell me you don't know?" I ask her over my shoulder. I turn back to the mirror and see her reflection, her eyes furrowed in thought.
"No, not really. I've never slept with him like that to be honest." She admits.
I turn around, pleasantly surprised. "I thought he introduced you to the club though?" I inquire.
Lirael nods, "He did, but I never slept with him like that. Lance was actually the one I slept with, Brian watched because we were using the experience to help me deal with .... some trauma I had gone through. That's how I found out I am a Dom. Brian couldn't sleep with me because I was his patient. Which I was up till about two tears ago. Even though I still run to him to talk when me and Lance disagree or argue about something, but it's more as a friend then anything else."
"Oh." Is all I can say, but I ask again, "So you've never done anything with him?"
Lirael shakes her head, "No, I've kissed him, sucked his dick and fulfilled one of Lances desires by having a three way with him in my ass. That's it though. I've never really wanted to fuck Brian that I can recall. That's why I'm asking you if he was any good. I think he was by the way you've been blushing all morning." She giggles, but then stops.
"Oh, does it bother you that I've done anything with Brian?"
Realizing my face might have given her the wrong idea, I shake my head. "No, it was before you even knew me. Why should I care? It's not like we're dating. We just had one night of sex." I roll my eyes, "Stop making this bigger than it is." I say to myself more than her.
"Okay, okay. I'll stop. Come on, let's go work on some more of those bills. I'm pretty sure I can figure out a way to to bill the insurance company and have everything paid for or at least the majority of it paid for. He's started getting his disability payments, so he should qualify for a lot of the free programs offered by the state now." Lirael pulls me back downstairs, talking more medical jargon that goes right over my head most of the time.
I'm really grateful she's helping me out here. Otherwise, I don't know what my brother would do. Well I do know what he would do. Call his drug dealer, get high, and overdose eventually. My brother pisses me off and disgusts me with his choices he's made, but he's still my brother and I love him.
That's why I think this little dinner thing is not a great idea. My focus is going to need to be on my brother and my business. I can't make it complicated with a guy that I don't want to just have sex with. So far, I really like Brian. He seems genuine, caring, devoted to his work and friends, great kisser, fucking amazing in bed...
"SARINA?!" Lirael's shout has me snapping from my train of thoughts.
"Did you hear anything I just said?" She asks, pulling more papers from in front of me.
"No, I'm sorry, I was thinking about my brother. What did you say?" I apologize, giving my attention back to her.
When we've figured out what's been paid already, what was paid partially and what was denied, we still had more paperwork than I cared to look over. Running my hands over my eyes, I groan.
"My eyes need a break. This is so much... How do you do this everyday?" I ask while getting up to pour another cup of coffee. It was past three in the afternoon, but I felt like I needed it badly.
I wanted more of the coffee from earlier this morning. Gosh, was that only this morning that I had breakfast with Brian? After a night of hot ass sex? How did that man just keep going? Every man I have ever slept with has had to wait at least thirty minutes before going at it again. He was almost immediately ready. I also can't forget how he went down on me, even after having sex, he just dove right down... Fuck that was so hot!
Those abs flexing under my hands, while I rode him... Fuck, it's getting hot in here, even with this dress on. I'm struggling to stay focused, feeling tired after the night I had.
"Give me that." Lirael comes by me and dumps my coffee in the sink.
"Hey! I was going to drink that!" I exclaim, surprised she would do that.
"Look Sarina, I know you're tired. Go lay down in the spare bedroom down the hall. I'll wake you up if I need your help. Go grab an hour of sleep." Lirael drags me and a bottle of water to the room she was referring to. She pulls the curtains closed and pulls back the covers for me.
"Thank you, mummy. Will you read me a bedtime story too?" I simper to her, before climbing in the bed.
"Oh hush. I'm just going to leave this cracked open. I'll wake you up in an hour or so." Lirael winks and exits as I close my eyes, unable to deny that I was tired. And aroused..
I fall asleep thinking of Brian's hands all over my body again, taking me straight into dreams.