Imperfect Strangers

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Unexpected

OAKLYNN’S POV

So I guess y’all are waiting for a detailed report on how the telephone conversation with Ren went?

Well... it didn’t...

I know, I know... I’m sorry okay??

I wanted to talk to him-I really did. Y’all know that so quit coming at me okay? It’s just that when he called, I froze. Like literally!

My hands were sweating and shaking so badly my iPhone slid off and crashed onto the floor. What are the odds right?? But this is a true story so you best believe it because it happened. Gosh, I’m such a coward. I know, I know. Tell me something I don’t know, will you? I got cold feet, same as he did the other day, I don’t know what I’m so afraid of anyway, it’s just a freakin’ call?! All I had to do was press answer, but I don’t understand how something so simple turned into a- let’s just drop it. Maybe next time I’ll be ready, but what if there won’t be a next time?

Maybe I should call him back? But what if he doesn’t answer? What if I chicken-out again? Gosh! What is wrong with me??!

REN: Hey, I’m sorry for pressuring you into something you clearly were not ready for. There’s no need to feel bad okay?

LYNN: I’m sorry. Really I am. I got cold feet I guess...

REN: I will accept your apology on one condition...

LYNN: I’m listening Jedi.

REN: Jedi huh? Very original Kit-Kat

LYNN: Tell me what you want before I change my mind.

REN: Is my kitten hungry? I can give you some of my milk. Very rich in protein. Satisfaction guaranteed or your money back sweetheart. You can take that to the bank.

LYNN: Cocky much?

REN: I don’t doubt my abilities kitten. I’ll have you purring with pleasure. (pun intended btw)

LYNN: From experience, I’ve learned that guys like you can’t deliver on their promises. All talk and no action. In other words, you’re just like a firecracker. (pun intended)

REN: Look who’s talking??? The girl that’s afraid to answer her phone because she’ll probably get off on my voice alone. I think I should be your call guy-will that work for you kitten?

LYNN: You’re such a perv commander.

REN: That’s why you love me babe xx

LYNN: You were going to ask me something??

REN: Okay, I’ll dive straight in shall I? How do you like it kitten? Fast, slow, hard? But you’re probably a freak in the sheets. I can tell. Call it intuition.

LYNN: Why am I not surprised? I knew it would be something sexually related.

After a considerable pause, he responded in the form of a voice note. He was probably expecting me to reply in the same manner. Guess he wanted us to get comfortable with hearing each other’s voices to make it easier to transition to this calling thing. But if I’m being honest, I loved his voice. It’s so husky, deep and all things sexy. I removed my earphones and paused the music on my iPod, this needed maximum concentration.

“I’m always glad when I meet your expectations sweetheart. It makes things so much easier,” his deep laugh rumbled through the speaker. Gosh! I think I’m in love...

“I still haven’t forgiven you for not picking up, when I took time out of my very busy schedule to call you. I’m hurt, babe. I hope when you go to sleep tonight you will ponder your actions-and possibly feel bad. Bad enough to pick up the phone and call me back. You owe me that much at least. Buuut, I know you’re too much of a coward so you won’t. That’s why... I’ll settle for a voice note. You can manage that, can’t you? Make it sassy-well more sexy than sassy and make it hot babe. Definitely the latter... I’ll be waiting my kinky kitten...”

Just when I’d gathered enough guts to reply to his message Hailey burst into my room, eyes as wide as saucers. “Tristan is here!!”

I know I heard her correctly the first time but- ”What??!”

“Yes. He’s right outside the door! Saw him through the peephole-what should I do??! Do you want to see him? Should I tell him to crawl back into the hole he came from? Please say something Lynn??!” She wrung her hands in despair as another knock vibrated through our apartment.

“I’ll get it.” He was here to see me anyway. Or at least I thought he was.

“No!” she pushed me towards my closet. “You whip out the sexiest PJs you own-go with the baby blue ones with the short-shorts. They make your butt look like Kim Ks,” she said decisively. “Then let your hair loose, no leave it like that, it looks sexy.” Her brown eyes wide and her honey-blond hair wild.

“Hailey, I don’t know...”

“Just do it. I’m going to get the door and I’m going to stall him while you doll yourself up. Hurry!” With that, she whirled out and left me to get into the recommended attire.

I sent a quick text to Ren telling him I wasn’t backing out but I had an unexpected visitor. After which, I went to the bathroom to check my appearance. As I stepped out a nervous-looking Tristan was sitting at the foot of my bed.

“Hey...”

Once again I froze midway. “Hey...”

I counted the seconds in the tense silence, waiting for him to say something. He rose to his feet and covered the space between us in two strides. He was so close and his scent so familiar that it got me reminiscing... He took my hands.

“I miss you Oaklynn...” Strong warm fingers touched my hand and a palm slid under mine, forcing my fingers apart as he laced his with mine. “I made a mistake...a terrible mistake baby... I want you back and I’ll do whatever it takes to do that. Just tell me how I can make things right?”

My head was still reeling, my emotions and thoughts chaotic.

“I know this seems sudden Oakley...but I love you baby...it’s always been you...only you...” He brushed a strand of hair from my face and stroked my cheek. His ocean blue eyes staring at me intently, with so much love and passion, as he slowly lowered his head and I felt his soft lips on mine...

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