Part 5
Mrs. Richardson had turned in early that night after the rest of the family had left. It was now just Kevin and Sarah in the family room.
“Wanna watch a movie?” asked Kevin.
“I guess,” hedged Sarah.
Wagging his eyebrows, Kevin said, “If you’re tired, we could go to bed.”
“Don’t flatter yourself thinking that sexy eyebrow thing you do is gonna convince me to make love to you with your mother across the hall,” sassed Sarah.
“What makes you think I’d even try?” teased Kevin.
“First, you did that eyebrow thing and second, when you’re horny, your eyes are the most intense emerald green, like they are NOW so don’t even try to deny that you WEREN’T thinking about sex.”
“Busted!” laughed Kevin. Grabbing the remote, he said, “Let’s see what’s on TV.”
“I’m gonna go up and change into something more comfortable first, ‘Boo’. I ate too much,” announced Sarah as she unsnapped her jeans.
“Stop wearing such tight jeans and you wouldn’t have that problem.”
“You LIKE my tight jeans. Besides, it has NOTHING to do with the jeans….your mom is an awesome cook and it’s been forever since I’ve had a meal like that.”
Grabbing her hand, Kevin said, “I’m gonna go with you and change too. Then I’ll make some popcorn and drinks.”
“Kevin, I just said I was stuffed.”
“Who said I was getting it for you? I’m still hungry.”
The two headed up to Kevin’s room where Sarah pulled out a shirt and started to go to the bathroom to change.
Kevin spotted what she had and frowned. “Didn’t you bring one of those sexy nighties you’ve got?”
“No. What’s wrong with my shirt? It’s what I normally sleep in.”
“Not when we’re together.”
“That’s because you’re usually undressing me before we even get in the door good. Now, I repeat. What’s wrong with my shirt?”
“Don’t get me wrong. I love Howie like a brother but I really don’t wanna see you parading around in his shirt.”
“I’m so sorry, Kevin.” Sarah realized what she’d done and tears sprung up immediately. “This was a huge mistake, Kevin. Just take me to a hotel and I’ll catch a flight home tomorrow.”
Kevin moved to her quickly and pulled her into a hug. “You aren’t getting out of this weekend that easily. The shirt is fine, baby. I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“No, you asked me to give you a chance but what’s the first thing I do…throw ‘D’ in your face.”
Putting his finger under her chin, he tilted her face up to look at him. “Baby, it’s okay,” he whispered. “It’s hard to just cut off your feelings because you’re with me.”
“Give me your shirt.”
Kevin stepped back to look at her. “You don’t have to do this.”
“And you didn’t have to bring me to Kentucky with you either. Now give me your shirt.”
“Yes ma’am,” saluted Kevin. As he unbuttoned his shirt, he mumbled, “And the guys think I’m bossy.”
“You are!” retorted Sarah as she slipped her own shirt off.
Kevin watched as she unzipped her jeans and slowly slid them over her hips pushing them down. A sudden surge of shyness washed over him. They’d made love numerous times and he’d watched her with AJ and Howie but right now, in his room, he felt shy. God, she was so beautiful!
As Sarah looked up, he blushed at being caught staring at her.
Smiling, Sarah asked, “Are you blushing?”
“I guess I am,” answered Kevin shyly as he handed her his shirt and then shoved his hands in his pockets. That’s when he felt the ring he’d bought her. Pulling it out, he took her hand and slipped it onto her finger. “Sarah, that day, when Howie brought you to my house to meet us for the very first time, I felt like I’d been struck by lightning. Howie had described you to me before that night…but seeing you…it was….mind blowing. You were everything I’d ever dreamed about. Then, Howie told me about your dream and he wanted to make your fantasy come true. I agreed to it because I wanted one night with you. That night, when you told me you how you felt about me and the next morning, when you said you wanted to be with me, I began to hope that we could be together. I bought this ring for you….and one for me too.”
Looking at the ring, she read the inscription, ‘4-ever’ and looked up into his eyes only to see tears.
Placing a finger on her lips, Kevin stopped her from protesting. “Look, I know, deep down in your heart, you’re deeply and passionately in love with another man and I know that’s who you belong with. I know that once you find your way through this maze of confusion that you’ve found yourself in, you’ll find the path that is going to lead you to the right man and it won’t be me. Hell, you’re probably right…this weekend probably is a mistake but I hope you won’t regret it and that we’ll still be able to be friends.”
“Best friends, ‘Boo’,” whispered Sarah as she placed her hands on his sides. Standing on her toes, she reached up to kiss him.
Cradling her face in his large hands, Kevin continued, “I still want to make this weekend special for you; to love you as if you were my lady for the rest of our lives and in the future, when you and ‘D’ get into an argument, you can remember this weekend and make him wonder what the hell you’re smiling about.”
“You are so bad,” giggled Sarah. Getting serious again, she said, “Kevin, for the weekend, I’m your lady for the weekend then. This weekend will ALWAYS be special because I spent it with you and no matter whom I choose, you will always be my best friend.”
“Right after ‘D’ and Becca, right?” teased Kevin.
“No, not after them…with them. I am the most blessed lady in the whole world, Kevin, because I have MORE than one truly best friend. I have you and ‘D’ and AJ and Becca and Nick and Brian and all of you have been there for me through some tough times.”
“Come on, baby. Let’s get changed and go watch that movie,” said Kevin as his stomach rumbled, loudly. “I’m hungry.”
Rolling her eyes, “You’re soooooo romantic. I swear, Nick’s rubbing off on you.”
“Baby, you just wait until tomorrow night. I’m gonna put Howie and AJ combined to shame in the romance department,” said Kevin as he sat on the bed to take his boots off.
“We’ll see,” smiled Sarah as she watched him peel his jeans off.
Looking up, Kevin smirked, “Are you gonna just stand there like that or are you gonna put my shirt on?”
“Don’t you like me like this…in just my bra and panties?” pouted Sarah.
Kevin reached over, took her hand and pulled her on top of him as he lay back on the bed. Their bodies were pressed together as he asked, “Does THIS tell you what I think of what you’re wearing?”
“Uh huh.”
“Personally, I’d prefer you in NOTHING at all.” Kissing her quickly, Kevin pushed her back up and said, “Now, PLEASE put my shirt on before I forget we’re in my mother’s house and have my way with you.”
Kevin quickly pulled on a pair of gym shorts but remained shirtless. Watching him, Sarah knew it was going to be a long night not being able to fool around.
