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After graduating from high school, Delilah Kingston gets a job at her brother's best friend's company.
She thinks that her life is absolutely fine the way it is right now. But is she really fine with how it is or will she need something...
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I woke up completely sore from yesterday and woke up to an empty bed. As always because I always sleep longer than the others. But there's a bag on Mason's side with my name on the note. I take the note and turn it around, to see what he has written on it.
"Figured this one would look good on you tonight. Very excited for today. We're at the beach so feel free to join us ;)
-M."
He really is amazing. I open the bag and gasp at the dress that he got me. It's a tight, baby blue dress with only one long sleeve and I guess that it ends mid-tigh. He absolutely catched my style. The bag was placed into my closet and I get myself in a purple bikini. A bikini that doesn't leave much to the imagination...
Not wasting any more time, I grab a big towel and walk down to our private beach in front of the house to see everyone. Fred and Lola stood with my parents with their feet in the water. Mason and Ben are sitting on the lounge chairs with a beer in their hands. At ten in the morning but who am I to judge when it comes to alcohol.
Ashley, Celine and Emily are building a sand castle with Trey and I decide to join them. "Good morning my lovesss." I say as I sit down in the sand and grab a little shovel to get some sand on top of the bouling. "Morning. Slept well?" Ashley asks me. Why does it feel like she knows something? "... Yeah. It was a great night full of sleep." "Del, can I talk to you for a minute?" Is her response.
"Sure." Ashley and I get up and start walking along the beach, then stop after we can't hear the conversations of the others. "Is there something going on between you and my brother?" She would see if I would lie to her and I hate lying to her so I don't even try to do so. "I don't know what it is but we are having sex. It started a few weeks after I started working for him."
"I knew it!" she answers me. Not in the angry or dissapointed tone that I had expected from her. She sounds happy. "What?" "Oh come on, Delilah. Did you really thing that I don't realize if there is something going on between my best friend and my brother? I always thought that I was just imagining things but hearing things from his bedroom yesterday I know that I am definitely not imagining things. As long as you guys don't get each other hurt, I am happy for you."
Pulling her into a hug she lets out a short laugh. I am absolutely thrown back at what she just admitted to me so I pull her away from me, holding her arms. "What?" "I am happy for you." She repeats. "We have a date tonight but I think that they are going to find out when we aren't joining them to Emilia and Pablo."
The others were going to Emilia and Pablo's place today so we decided to tell them that Mason is meeting an old friend here and me and Ashley are going out. Ashley would stay at home and then head to the others at around midnight and say that I either went home with a guy or didn't feel well. So I guess this problem was solved.
"I love you, Ash. Thank you for helping us with this." I tell her. I don't think I would ever be able to tell this woman how thankful I am for her and of this friendship. I don't think how it will be when she starts going to NYU as soon as we get back home from Ibiza and I won't see her that often anymore because she decided to live in a dorm on campus.
We have never fought in our whole friendship. We never had a reason to fight because we figured that all fights mostly happen when you don't communicate. And communication is definitely not something that lacks in our friendship. This is also a reason why I always was the opinion that I thought that relationships don't work out. Communication happens far too seldom so they mostly don't work out.
But I have a really strange feeling when I am around Mason and kind of is the only man that makes me think otherwise about this whole thing. I really could imagine being in a relationship with this man.
I just don't know if he feels the same...
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It's eight in the evening now. The others were already gone and Ashley went for a run right after they left. I am fucking nervous. Maybe it's because this is going to be my first date in my almost thirty years of existing on this earth or it's because this is going to be with Delilah.
I am standing in front of the mirror and look at myself. I look decent. Wearing casual black jeans and a white dress shirt on. The mirror is hanging on the wall in front of the stairs, so my back is facing them. I hear the clacking of high heels from upstairs coming down, so I look behind me from the mirror and face her.
Holy fuck
How can a human be this beautiful? I guess I will never understand. "Like what you see?" She asks with a grin on her face. She wears the dress that I bought her and I did a great decision. A really good one. She arrives at the end of the stairs and I turn around, walk over to her, grab her ass cheeks and kiss her. "You know what? Fuck the date. Bedroom, now." I tell her but she pushes me away from her and looks at me.
"How about date now and bedroom later?" After that, I pull her out of the house and into the car to drive to the location.
The drive takes us fiveteen minutes and I already see what kind of restaurant it is. And holy shit this man has some taste... It's an open air restaurant with an amazing view to the ocean. This is all I see so far and I can't wait to see it from a closer distance....
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AHH the date is startinggggg!
Anyway I wanted to ask this: Do you also read my other stories?
