R. Major
January 24,2016
Chapter 13.

It has been a while since I have enjoyed the company of a woman who was just goofy. It relaxed me. It was either that or these strong ass drinks she had made. We were sitting on the couch talking. She had her legs across my lap and one arm propped on the back of the couch as she rested her head in her hand. I on the other hand was slouched down into the couch with my head resting on the back of it. I had my hand placed on her leg.

"So Rain we have been friends for what almost two weeks now," she said as she looked at me and smiled.

"Yes we have," I said as I took a sip of my margarita and placed it on the coffee table.

I watched as she bit her bottom lip and looked at me. I saw the question form in her head.

"So you gonna tell me what you do? You know I am a nurse and I know you own a couple of business," I nodded my head.

"Well what are they?" she asked me.

I bit down on my bottom lip. I guess it wouldn't hurt to let her know. She was gonna find out sooner or later.

"I am a funeral director," I said.

Her eyes got wide and so did her smile.  She sat her cup down and looked at me.

"I own Major Funeral Home . I have two locations that I alternated between," I told her.

"Really?" she asked me.

I nodded my head yes. I notice that her eyes didn't look at me like money but more so curiosity.  I've never seen this look when I tell females what I do.

"So you embalm and all that stuff?" she asked me.

"Yeah," I laughed as I watched her eyebrows furrow.

"How long have you been doing that and why?" she asked.

"Well I started when I was 8 helping my pops out. Then after that I grew to love the business and working with families when that times come. It makes me feel good giving them a sense of peace. so let's just say a long time," I told her.

She smiled and nodded her head.

"I understand that's why I wanted to be a nurse. I love helping people. It's not about hearing them say thank you. But just knowing that they are grateful for everything you done for them even if it's not acknowledge right then and there. Is the best feeling in the world," She said as she blushed a bit.

I really wanted to kiss her but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I was scared that I would feel something if I did. I already feel things when she touches me to loosen up my tie or I hug her.

"So how long have you been doing the you know directing and embalming part?" she asked me.

"Since I was able to reach things but legally since I was 19," I told her and smiled..

I watched as her eyes damn near fall out her head. I laughed.

"Wow you started young as fuck," she said and laughed.

"I know but I had to my dad was barely holding on and I had to step up and take over for him," I said as I watched her smile at me.

"So your dad raised you huh?" She asked me.

"Yup just me and him,"

"Is that why you are so smooth and suave?" she asked me.

I laughed and rubbed my chin.

"I guess so. Hanging out with older cats in the funeral industry probably didn't help none. I saw how they dressed and carried themselves so it rubbed off on me. My pops didn't care if I was gay or not. He just cared that I treated people with respect," I told her.

"Did he teach you how to dress too?" she asked me.

"Yup," I said and laughed.

"So that explains the suspenders and why you always dressed like you going out on a date or some shit," she said and laughed.

"Yeah. I gotta keep my pants up, if I'm in a rush I will wear a belt. Sometimes it's both depending on if my pants are too big," I told her.

"You do look sexy in suspenders though," she said and smiled at me.

"Well you look sexy in whatever you have on," I told her.

"Shut up Rain. You haven't seen me in the morning," she said and laughed.

"I am sure it is no different than how you look now," I told her.

She smiled at me and looked back at the TV. I watched as her hazel eyes danced in the light of the TV before she turned back and looked at me.

"Do you smoke?" she asked me.

I nodded my head yes.  I watched as she stood up and grabbed my hand.  She led me up the stairs and into a room. I couldn't help but to watch her ass as we made the journey. Shorty was team no panties and I couldn't help but stare.  We reached a close door that was right of the stairs. When she opened the door it was a couple of couches. A nice as stereo system she had hooked up and a coffee table which held a clear shoes box. I smiled as she pushed me down on the couch and sat next to me and handed me the box.

"Roll up Ms. Major," she said as she smiled at me and went to light some candles.

I watched as she turned on the stereo and the sounds of Miles Davis filled the room.

"I have a thing for jazz," she said as she sat next to me.

"I think that I might be developing a thing for you," I told her as I opened the box and looked at her.

I watched as she looked down at the carpet and blushed. Fuck it.  I placed the top half way on the box and I placed my hand on her chin and leaned in as I brought her face up and over to meet mines. I let my lips linger on hers before I captured them in slow kiss that sent electric waves flowing through my body. Her lips were soft. I felt her suck and tug on my bottom lip as her hand found it's way to the side of my face.  I slowly pulled back as her hand slowly fell from my face to my collarbone.  She looked at me and smiled.

"Shit," she whispered.

I smiled and sat back and opened up her box as the sweet voice of Sarah Vaughan start to sing smoothly in the background. I bit down on my bottom lip and nodded my head as I started to roll up a couple of blunts. I was absolutely diggin' this girl in every way possible.

"I'm sorry about that I couldn't help myself," I said and licked my lips.

I watched as her smile grew and she bit her bottom lip. She turned to face me more. I looked down in the box and grabbed the papers and the weed she had in a glass jar. I felt her hand on the side of my face and she turned my head back to her.

"It's fine as long as I can get one more," she said and smirked at me.

I smiled as she took the box out of my lap. She sat it down on the floor and pulled me in for another kiss. I moved closer to her and placed my hand on her waist as she sucked on my bottom lip. I gripped her waist tighter. It was talking a lot of restraint right now not to fuck her to the sounds of Nate King Coles voice in the background. I was definitely feeling this woman on more than just a friend level.