Chapter 1
Calliope
"Order up!"
"I dont know katie im just not big into birthdays"
"Come on Cali, it's not just for you. I invited that cute guy Jake from my religions class, and this'll give me the chance to....get to know him better. You're a Junior is college, live a little! " Katie winked at me, cluing me in that this party has less to do with me and more to do with her wanting a booty call with her new summer fling. Katie was one of those girls who never had a shortage of guys hanging around. With short blonde hair cut off in a cute bob, perky boobs, tan sun kissed skin and a thin figure that even Tyra Banks would be jealous of its no wonder guys would do anything just to get a chance at sleeping with her. I on the other hand was no so blessed, with messy red hair that never seemed to want to cooperate, lanky arms and legs that I tripped over constantly and skin as pale a ghost I definitely was not someone guys usually looked at twice after seeing Katie in the room. Not that she seemed to notice, no matter how popular she got in highschool and into college she always seemed to want to drag me around insisting I was some thing of beauty. Whatever the reason I was definitely grateful for her friendship, she is the reason I stayed sane the last few years and if not for her I never would have left my dorm room.
"Fine, when is it?" I sigh, already regretting my choice.
"Eeep! Thank you,thank you, thank you! Okay so Jake is getting home from his summer abroad next week so how does next Saturday sound? He said his Frat brothers will let us host at their house." She shrieked hitting a note only dogs can hear.
"Whatever" i say waving her off "just no singing and no cake" I walk to the back fridge to restock the kitchen.
"DEAL! Oh I am so excited! Im going to go call him now, ill message you when I have more details, love you!" She yells as she dashes out the door.
"You know, you arent supposed to do things for other people on YOUR birthday Calliope".
"Well technically my birthday is'nt until tomorrow and its just one day Andy, besides birthdays are just another day, nothing special" I knew he didnt mean anything by it, but I really did not feel like explaining to my manager my sordid history with birthdays. How my parents refused to allow my brother and I to invite anyone or celebrate them in any way growing up. I had wished when I was a kid that I could be like everyone else, but after almost 20 years I had gotten over it, birthdays are not special.
"If you say so, why dont you let me finish this and you go on home, and if you end up needing an excuse to get out of that party just let me know and I can schedule a shift for you. Or…… you know if you ever wanted to go out for coffee or something my offer still stands" Andy was a nice guy, conventionally handsome. Six foot something, blonde hair, blue eyes, chiseled jaw with a musclular physicque. It was not lost on me the amount of girls who hit on him when they came into the restaurant, but he never gave them the time of day. I knew he had a major crush on me since he'd hired me for the summer while I waited for my college classes to start back up, but I wasnt looking for a summer fling and he just wasnt my type. Katie had begged me to give him a chance or even just sleep with him so she could "live vicariously" but he is just too nice and sweet I couldn't do that to him. Plus i'd be heading back to school in a few weeks and no relationship was going to keep me from packing my bags and leaving this small town and heading back to campus.
"Thanks, i'll let you know Andy" I said with a sympathetic smile and in a tone that I hoped told him no in the kindest possible. I quickly ripped my apron off and collected my belongings before saying my thanks and waving goodbye for the night.
"Night! I yell down to my family as I close my bedroom door and practically bolt for my bed. Quickly stripping down to nothing until I collapse onto my bed. I close my eyes hoping to fall asleep, but I'm too wound up to sleep. I roll onto my back and let my mind drift to the image of Andy covered in tattoos. If I squint my eyes and think hard enough I can almost see the bad boy underneath itching to come out. The dark looming figure in the dark lurking, aching for even a glimpse of his obsession, me. As my fingers find their way to the elastic band of my pajama pants the sound of Andy's deep voice urging me closer. His hands roaming along my body finding a home against my breast. His giant hands kneading against my bra making me arch into him expectantly. It has been too long, maybe I should reconsider Katie's suggestion to give Andy a night. As I lay there and imagine Andy's hands against me, my body pressed against his as he fiddles with his belt the anticipation grows and my heart pounds. When he finally rocks himself into me hard I let out a quiet moan. His large hand around my neck pining me to the wall as he whispers in my ear sweet nothings, I can feel my release nearing, my face turns hot as I buck against his touch. As satisfaction courses through me and I come down from the edge, I close my eyes and finally drift off to sleep.
