we had sat down on the blue couch with two beers in front of the TV. I had brought the blue couch with me; I would've missed it to much if I had left it back home.

"I like you too," I said smiling, though this whole thing seemed serial to me. We hadn't even really talked, we were just together. I did like him, I liked him a whole lot, but I had no idea what led to it.

"You don't have a boyfriend back in the city do you?" his voice sounded a little rough.

I laughed a little, boyfriend, me? "No, no boyfriend, do you have one?"

It suddenly occurred to me that I should have asked before I even brought him here. He was beautiful, thick black hair, blue jade eyes, and tight lean muscles. There was no way that he didn't have someone else. I felt completely stupid.

"No, I don't."

"Really?"

"Yeah, really," he pulled me closer to him and our lips met.

Kissing him was like taking a really hot shower, being totally engulfed in warmth and comfort. He moved me back, so I was lying down on the couch, and moved on top of me. He pulled my legs apart and got between them, my legs instantly went around him to hold him there. He was so heavy above me but I loved it, being pushed down against the couch cushions.

"Mm, you're a good kisser," he said when he pulled back. Holding his weight on one elbow, he started pushing my hair from my face, spreading it out above me.

"You are too," I whispered.

"Can I see you again?" he asked and moved to kiss my forehead.

"Yeah, that would be great."

"I have to get going," he pulled himself off me and sat up.

"Oh, okay,"

I didn't want him to see that I was disappointed. I was kind of relieved too; if he would have tried seducing me I knew I would have let him do anything he wanted.

"I'm not the type of person that usually does this you know? I take time to get to know people first, but I just can't keep my hands off you. I would really like to get to know you first, before we go there, if that's okay." he said, like he thought he was messing up by not fucking me right there and then.

"No, that's more than okay." I knew I was blushing, I was getting somewhat embarrassed.

"Really?"

"Um, yeah, I'd kind of like to wait a while." I looked up to his face and he was smiling. It seemed he was always smiling, and I loved that.

"Reed, I want to start something with you, from what I see of you so far, I think we could have a lot of fun together. But how long is a while though? I can barley keep my hands off you now."

I stared at him; I didn't really know how to answer that. "Three months," I said giggling, hoping we would last that long, but thinking we might not. Hoping, also, I wouldn't be scared if we did last. But I didn't even know this guy, he was more than likely like all the others.

"Two and a half."

A guy had