Worth It

Chapter 52: Make Believe Love

"You good," Oliver asked me as he watched me walk from one side of the bedroom to the other. I smiled at him and climbed back into bed beside him. "Yeah I feel better," I said leaning in slowly to kiss him. "Good," he grinned as he pecked me on the lips. "Can you hand me my phone? I need to call Kevin. I'm sure he's been blowing it up since last night." Oliver took my phone off of the charger and handed it to me. I told myself not to stress and turned on the phone. I held down the power button and waited about a minute for it to completely start up. When it did I was surprised to see no text or missing calls from Kevin or Janelle. I was for sure that Kevin would call me a few times and then Janelle afterwards to see if she heard from me, but my notifications were empty. "Hm. That's strange," I said turning to Oliver. "I don't have any missed phone calls or texts from Kevin.

"That's because I texted Kevin from your phone last night. I told him that your mom wanted you to stay the night at her house and that you'd be there with her all day today."

"What? When'd you do that?"

"While you were sleeping. You was out like a light last night," Oliver chuckled. "I figured that you'd be all panicky in the morning, so to ease your mind I texted Kevin."

I laid my head back onto the pillow. "I can't stay here all day though. You know that right? I have to go home."

"Why? He's expecting you to be gone all day."

"Because I'm not a cheater. This is not who I am."

"Well last night says otherwise. Own it."

I scoffed at him. "Why are you encouraging this? If I cheated on you during the time we dated you would have been devastated."

"But you didn't."

"Not the fuckin point," I said turning away from him.

Oliver leaned over me. "So you're staying?"

I sighed. "Only for a little while. I want to go back to sleep."

"You tell yourself whatever you need to to keep you from admitting the real reason why you're staying."

"Which is," I said looking over my shoulder. Oliver pressed his pelvis into my backside. "This."

I gasped. "Damn it Oliver." He chuckled in my ear. I could feel myself weakening, succumbing to his lustful desire. He climbed on top of me and kissed me. It took everything in me to stop him. "Okay. Okay," I said squirming beneath him, "I really need to sleep." I pushed him off of me. Oliver rolled over onto his side. "So what am I supposed to do," he huffed.

"Figure it out."

After a few minutes Oliver slid back over to me. He kissed my neck and ran his hands up and down my belly. I sucked my teeth. "Ollie if you can't lay beside me and not touch me get out of the bed. "Woman this is my house," Oliver said playfully. I sat up, pulled the covers back, and got out of bed. "You right," I said walking towards the door.

Oliver quickly got up. "Where you going," he asked trying to stop me. "I was just playin." I turned around and smiled at him. "That's what I thought."

Oliver's mouth crept into a grin. "Oh you---you thought that was funny," he said moving closer to me. I backed up from him and smiled before running off. Oliver caught me with one arm and spun me around. I laughed loudly as he threw me onto the bed. He plopped down beside me.

"It's still pretty early. I could make us breakfast if you want."

"I could eat," I grinned.

"Good. I'll make you something special," Oliver said as he leaned over the bed to check his phone. "Oh fuck," he groaned.