Chapter 7
Angie cautiously entered Richard’s apartment. She felt like she was doing something illicit. In a lot of ways, she was doing something illicit. She was doing something that she wasn’t supposed to do. She was in her father’s best friend’s apartment, and she was about to do something that was reserved for people that were intimate with one another. She and Richard already did feel intimate with one another but it was not something that could be understood by people that weren’t already experiencing it. She didn’t think that her father would understand at all. She didn’t want him to have to think about it, so she decided that she would be as secretive as possible.
Richard grabbed her as soon as she was in and kissed her hard. He pressed his lips against hers and pushed her against the wall.
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He was just that kind of person. He was the kind of person that made people feel comfortable. She really appreciated that he was like this. She really appreciated that he was so good that he could not do something if she was not completely and utterly into it. It just made her even more attracted to him. It made her feel like everything she was doing was the right thing to do. It made her regret her decision to come here a lot less.
“Shall I make you something to eat?” asked Richard. “Have you eaten?”
“I haven’t eaten,” said Angie. “I was far too nervous about coming here to be able to eat anything, even though we had a lot of pork chops left over from the previous night. I guess I just needed to be completely free when I came here, and being full often makes you drowsy. I wanted my wits about me and so I didn’t eat. It’s okay, though, you don’t have to make me anything.”
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“Normally, I’d respond by saying that I know that I don’t have to, I want to,” said Richard, “but this is not one of those cases. I do have to make you something to eat. You are in my home, you are my guest, and you are naked in front of me. Of course I have to make you something to eat. It’s something that any man would do for the woman that he was just about to be intimate with.”
She smiled at him. “I feel like you’re something out of a dream. Yes please, I would love something to eat. What are you going to make?”
“How about some pasta?” asked Richard. “I know you like Italian food, and I make really good pasta.”
“Pasta sounds lovely,” said Angie. “What kind of pasta are you using?”
“I’ll probably make farfalle,” said Richard. “I’ll cook it with some pork. What kind of sauce would you like? White sauce or red sauce?”