Journey by Jay T. (the gingerbread man read aloud .txt) 📖

but I have a good eye when it comes to people. How do you think I knew that my best friend was sneaking around with my boyfriend? I could tell she was avoiding me. I could tell that he was lying about everything. My whole life I was forced to be perfect and get the approval of others, and that taught me how to see the people who are lying from the people who are pure. It’s been a gift to me, so when you say that we should trust each other, in my head that just means that you need to trust me, I already trust you. I may not know your past, or what is going to happen in the future, but what I do know is that I can trust you right now.” I looked at the clock and decided that I wasn’t tired anymore.
“You know, this is crazy. I can’t live with you, I barely know you.” Darren has a worried look on his face; he messes with his hair while pacing around.
“Calm down, we can just be roommates. I won’t say anything to disturb you, and you should do the same. If anything happens between us, it’ll be that we would become friends.” I say like it would be the easiest thing in the world.
“Well, I can’t make any promises. I mean look at you. What guy can’t resist you? You just woke up, and you look like that?” Darren looks at me like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.
“How about you then? Why did your girlfriend cheat on such an attractive guy? You are hot. I mean with your blonde messy hair, muscular build, hazel eyes? You look like a model.” I stand up to walk over to a full length mirror. There a girl I do not recognize, she’s someone who has hurt a lot of people, someone who everyone wants to be, someone I don’t want to be. Her blue eyes meet mine, and they travel down her slightly tanned skin and her somewhat revealing pajamas. They see an evenly proportioned pair of arms and legs. They see a chest that is not too big, but big enough to get people to look at the entire body and land on the chest. The eyes travel up and see a button nose and much pigmented pink full lips, they then look at her messy long straight brown hair. Who wouldn’t want to be her?
“What do you think I look like?” I suddenly ask looking at Darren through the mirror. He has a great build, a head of black hair. He is wearing a black v-neck, and a pair of dark jeans that seem to fit his body perfectly. His face consists of a beautiful strong jaw line; he has a look on his face that I cannot describe.
“You? You look like no one I have ever seen before. I mean, your eyes are beautiful, your body is gorgeous, and you look like someone who doesn’t have to work hard to get what she wants.” His eyes travel from my head to my toe with curiosity. I turn around so that I could walk over to the bed but he starts to walk towards me. Surprised, I stop and he walks to my back. He smells my hair, and he moves it to the right side of my neck. He starts to kiss my shoulder and up my neck. A layer of Goosebumps run over my entire body, and a gasp escapes my mouth.
“What are you doing?” I whisper with clear surprise in my voice. He moves towards my jaw line and up to my cheek, taking his time with each kiss. “We just met. We can’t do this.”
“Shhh.” He reaches my ear lobe, which is ticklish, and nibbles on it very softly. That causes me to twist around to face him with a smile on my lips. I let my eyes travel along his face, and I let my hand make their way up from the v of his v-neck t-shirt, up to his jaw. I gently pull his face closer to my and look into his beautifully colored hazel eyes. He pulls our bodies closer together as I pull his face even closer to mine. Our noses touch, and our foreheads meet, but our restrained lips are so tempted to graze each other just once.
“Let me kiss you.” Darren whispers.
“No, we just met, and we might be using each other as rebounds.” I move away from his touch and move towards the couch.
“Then let’s use each other, and satisfy this yearning for each other. I know you want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you, right now. I want one kiss, one kiss, and I will stay as a roommate. This one kiss can tell our future together. If you kiss me, I will remain your roommate and nothing more, if that’s what you want.” Darren walks over and sits next to me on the couch. I look at him, and he grazes my cheek.
“One kiss, that’s it.” I whisper as our lips touch. Then, as if some magnet is pulling me towards Darren, my body starts to get closer and closer to Darren’s as our kiss becomes deeper and deeper. My arms are around his neck and my body straddles his left leg. His hands are tangled into my hair, and we pull each other closer. Darren’s tongue grazes my lips, and I open my mouth as he tongue enters it. My tongue enters his mouth, and they finally meet. They wrestle each other while our bodies start to become one. We keep kissing, and kissing until we both run out of breath. I keep my position on top of his as he starts to lie down and he holds onto my waist. I pull my body closer to his and he does the same. Darren’s hand starts to snake up under my shirt and starts to graze my back. My hand finds the bottom of his shirt and it feels the structure of his muscular six-pack. He pulls away and starts to kiss me with single kisses from my lips down to my chest. He kisses the area between my breasts. My nipples harden as he moves the fabric that is getting in his way and he starts to tenderly kiss both of my breasts. His hand move to the front of my body, and his hand replaces where he last kissed me, on my right nipple. He traces the shape gently as it hardens under his touch, and his hand starts to kneed it. I gasp, while he sucks on my other nipple. I open my eyes and I look at him, and when he opens his he looks at me with desire in his eyes. We rotate so that I am on the bottom and he is on top. He moves his arm that is around my waist so that is lies on my stomach. His hand makes its way down to my pajama shorts and his thumb hooks onto the elastic of my sheer shorts and my thong. I close my eyes and his hand moves into my shorts. It explores around my thighs and his fingers start to move up into my body, teasing me. I let out a moan, and he lightly bites my nipple, and starts to move down kissing and licking my upper body. My body’s desire increases and I pull Darren’s head up to mine, and I get on top of him, and unbutton his pants. I move my hand underneath his briefs and start to feel around. He groans while I start to kiss his tender lips again. I take my hand out and put it on his chest. I reluctantly pull myself away from him, and we pant while I start to lie on top of him. He hugs me and I kiss his neck.
Then, I heard a knock on the door.
“Excuse me, Miss Sharpe?” A sound of an employee breaks through the door, as I look up. The employee looks around the room, just as I’ve gotten off of Darren, and look at the worker. He’s a young man who looks about twenty-three. He has dirty short blonde hair that is spiked up and is wearing a suit that fits him perfectly. He stops when he looks at me. I glance down, and see that Darren is lying on the couch to hide that he’s been there. Looking up again, I see that the employee is still staring.
“Yes? Did you need something?” I look at him once again, and see that he’s a bit embarrassed to me staring.
“Oh, I’m Chase Hartman, from the front desk. I am visiting this whole floor to apologize for the inconvenience that we had earlier with the lights.” He says, trying to avoid his eyes.
“No problem. I was fine. Thank you for checking up on me.” I smile, and Chase looks at me one more time before leaving. Once he left, I look down at Darren to see that he was staring at me. “What are you looking at?”
“You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen.” He says simply. I blush, and I don’t quite know what to do after that, so I lean down and give him a kiss on the lips, and walk over to my bed while Darren quietly follows, with a night of lust and intense desire not far behind.

The phone starts to ring, and I reach over Darren to answer.
“Hello?” I answer in a sleepy but clear voice.
“Ah, Miss Sharpe, you wanted me to wake you up at 7:30.” The employee says.
“Oh, thank you very much.” I say then hang up. Darren wakes up as well, and looks at me with lustful eyes. I look at him, and ask, “Do you have to leave? I didn’t ask for a wakeup call.”
“I have school, and you probably have to start your online one and get some more jobs, right?” He says as he rolls over closer to me. He places his hand on my lower back and starts to lightly stroke it.
“Fine, I guess.” I turn my head so that it’s facing him, and I move my arm so that it lays over his abs. He pulls me closer and we cuddle.
About twenty minutes later, I get up, and get in the shower. I close my eyes as the water hits my face and body. Then, I feel two arms snake around my waist. I gasp and look up.
“What are you doing? If we keep this up, then we won’t even be able to leave this room.” I say as he kisses my neck. “Hah, what are you, a sex addict?” I laugh.
He laughs and says, “No, I’m a Mae addict.” I giggle and finish showering while Darren just stands there and tries to touch my body, but I keep slapping his hand away. I finish and get out while he starts to wash up. I blow dry my hair so that it has some volume and is straight. I change into a light blue perfectly fitted t-shirt, a black leather jacket, dark blue skinny jeans, and my converse. I do my make up so that my eyes are defined and very soft. Once I’m done, Darren is done as well.
“Darren, you have to leave through the window. Wouldn’t it look weird if a guy left my room when he didn’t even come in?” I look at him, and he smiles with his perfect white smile.
“I know, I thought of that before.” He walks over to me, and hugs me. “This room is pretty big for just one