A Woman Turned

Donte didn’t get it, but I didn’t want to go into further details. The next day went the same way. I always felt nervous talking to him, and Donte wondered what was going on. When he looked at me, I felt myself blush like crazy. He had an effect on me that Ryan didn’t. He had the effect that made me want him, even though it was embarrassing as hell.

I was so nervous. I’ve never had feelings like this before. Even with Ryan, I did like him but I could talk to him. With Donte it was almost as if things were going to be permanently awkward forever. I had to do something, but the question was what.

On the final day, Donte was frustrated. I could see it in his eyes. After a couple of hours of awkward conversations, he finally brought it up.

“What’s wrong Alice? Why are you acting so weird all of a sudden?” he asked.

I wasn’t trying to act weird, it just kind of came naturally.

“I’m fine. I just have a lot on my mind,” I replied.

“Well I know that, but you’ve been avoiding eye contact with me lately. You’ve been blushing every time I’ve looked at you, and I’ve been feeling the force of you wanting to push me away but at the same time wanting me to stick around. Enough is enough Alice, tell me what’s going on,” he stated.

I didn’t want to tell Donte that I liked him. The feelings just recently came up. I didn’t know what to do about it.

“I don’t know. I’m embarrassed about it. It’s something that I’ve been grappling with for a while,” I replied.

He moved closer, our faces just inches from each other. The happy Donte was gone, replaced by one with a serious demeanor. I hope he didn’t find out; things would be so awkward between us.

Or would they? I mean sure, it might be weird at first, but I felt like it might work out. I mean, he didn’t seem all that mad or anything. He seemed honest, and I know he just wanted to know what was eating away at me. What was causing me to act like this?

“Spill it. What’s wrong Alice?”

I blushed, trying to think of how to phrase it. I was scared of his own reaction though. Would he get mad at me? Or would things be okay.

I decided to bite the bullet and just tell him. I was sick of trying to hide my life and my feelings. Enough is enough.

“I like you Donte. I can’t stop liking you,” I admitted. I was red as a tomato when I said it, but I didn’t care. I had to tell him, I just had to.

Donte seemed to understand. He pulled me into his arms, hugging me for a moment. I blushed at the feeling. I didn’t expect him to be like this.

“It’s okay. You don’t have to hide your feelings from me. Especially since I feel the same way. I’ve liked you for a while Alice, and I know that you weren’t happy with Ryan. I’ve wanted to tell you for a bit, but I wanted to wait until the dust settled before letting you know. I don’t know if I feel love just yet, but I’ll work up to that. Right now, I just want to be with you,” he admitted.

Those were the most beautiful words I’d ever heard from his mouth. They were so sweet, and I felt a blush continue to permanently attach to my face. He pulled my chin up so that my eyes were looking into his. I could get lost in those eyes. When I looked at him, I felt the urge to be with him. I didn’t want his blood like how I did with Ryan, but with Donte I felt something more. I felt a bond that I’ve always wanted to have with someone. A deep feeling for the other.

Could this be love?

I dismissed that idea. It was too early for that stuff. I didn’t think I could do such a thing. I didn’t think it was possible. Still, when I looked at him I felt an excited feeling within me. I felt happy, and that’s what really mattered.

Before I could say anything else, I felt his lips press against mine. I blushed, but I accepted the kiss. I kissed him back, my mind drowning in the feelings that I felt for this man. I liked it, and I wanted to continue. He seemed eager as well, and soon we deepened the kiss.

I don’t know what this would mean for us later on. Maybe we would be able to cope with feelings like this. I was still trying to grapple with it, but I was happy that he seemed to understand in a way. I didn’t feel punished for having feelings like this. Unlike with others, it felt natural to like him. I didn’t know if this was love, but the feelings were strong.

The kiss soon turned hot and passionate, just the way we both liked it. I could feel his tongue at the entrance of my mouth. I gladly let him in, my body melting into his. Was this the right thing to do? Was it really okay to already be making out with someone after telling them that you like them? I was still unsure, and that was part of the reason that I was nervous about all of this.

Donte seemed all right with this. In fact, it actually felt normal for him. His lips and tongue moved in a vivid dance, and I could barely keep up with him. The passion was strong between us, but at the moment I still felt uncomfortable. I still felt like it was bad to be doing this, to be going far.

I felt his hands touch my butt as we made out, my voice letting out a tiny moan. He thought it was cute, but I was still nervous about doing something like this. I didn’t think it was the right time yet, but that was just me.

When I felt him start to slip off my pants, I pulled away. I looked at him with an apologetic glance.

“Sorry. I’m just not sure if I want to go all the way yet. I want to continue to have a relationship with you, but I want to make sure the time is right when I do it. I don’t want it to be about pure lust, I want it to be something meaningful,” I stated.

He nodded in agreement. “I understand. I’m the same way. Sorry I let my passion get the best of me,” he replied.

“It’s okay. But now that we got our feelings out in the open, let’s try to enjoy one another some more,” I replied. I wanted to see what having a relationship with Donte was really like. I wanted to make sure that it wasn’t something foolish.

Donte agreed and pulled away. We went back to watching TV, cuddling in each other’s arms. I felt happy just getting that off my chest, but I still wondered what was going to come next. I wanted to fall in love with him and then make love, but I wanted to wait. I wanted to make sure he was the right one for me.

That night, we both fell asleep cuddling in the bed. It felt nice, but I wondered how things were going to fare later on. Would it all work out? Or was this just a pipe dream?