The Summer BoyPart 4

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Adam arrived at the community center, gliding his bike to the racks. He felt strangely energized today without being quite sure why. There was no cocky smirk on his face or giddy boyish excitement racing through his gut. There was just an unfamiliar confidence. There was a very good chance that the moment he walked through the door, Lynn would explode all over him. He envisioned everything from a slap to a relentless, serious tongue lashing. He wasn’t sure how she could do it, but she could even try to fire him. Or she could just ignore him. That was the only thing that troubled him, to be honest. He enjoyed her attentions, not like a schoolboy gaining the attention of a teacher, but like a man and a woman. He realized just how much he’d always savoured Lynn’s reactions.As he walked towards the entrance, he felt inside the side knee pocket of his cargo shorts. He smiled, assured of what he had been carrying in it was still there. Just then, Trevor came around from the corner of the building. “Hey! Yo, Adam,” the always ‘on’ Trevor beckoned, “Wait up, dude.””Gonna be late,” Adam said as he waved him off and continued towards the door. Trevor fluttered his lips. “Yeah, right. Fuck me, ‘frog’. You’re always late,” he said dismissively. He stepped in front of his co-worker, smiling deviously, and punched him playfully in the shoulder. “I’ve got a hot little offer for you, you lucky bastard. Me and Cass were talking last night at the club and she…”Adam angled a grin and side-stepped him. “Later, guy,” he insisted, “Don’t want the supervisors on my back today.””Aw, come on!’ Trevor pivoted with has hands at his sides as Adam passed through the doors, “They’re too busy with their own shit, anyway.”* * * * * * * * *Lynn was thinking just how much the days needed reset buttons. She would have pressed it right now and woken up in her soft, soft beddings. Then she would have unplugged her alarm clock and tossed it across the room for good measure. Then, with a smile stretched across her face, she would have taken a pillow and smothered herself with it until she passed out. Possibly terminal unconsciousness would have been a delight compared to what she was experiencing right now.”Lynn, this is Zoe,” Dominic said hesitantly.The imbecile still hadn’t learned that she didn’t want to know her name. Now she had a very clear image of the woman to go along with it. Staring back at her was a person of the same height. She was slightly fairer than Lynn, honey-brunette hair falling in soft waves around her face. Tellingly fit in her orange and grey workout gear, she stood upright and poised. She could have been a dwarf, plump, and bald for all Lynn cared. What she of course was really paying attention to was the nasty scowl pinching over the woman’s green eyes and stiff-lined lips. If it wasn’t for that, Lynn would admit that she was looking at a pretty attractive woman. Well, that and also thinking that she was a bitch.Suddenly, she really did wish she was standing before a dwarf.After a long, frigid moment, Lynn finally peeled her eyes away from Zoe and looked up towards Dominic. She glared at him as if to say, “So now what?””Uh…Zoe…this is Lynn,” he said, his voice trailing off.Lynn searched his eyes carefully. He was still that strange, desperately awkward man who left her in her bed on her birthday. Dominic shifted side-to-side on his feet.”I heard that this place has decent squash courts,” an unfamiliar voice spoke.Lynn had to blink to pull her eyes away from Dominic. She looked at Zoe, “What?””Squash courts,” Zoe repeated followed by a noticeable pause where the words “you dumb bitch” could have probably been slipped in.”Zoe wanted to…we were thinking of using a squash court,” Dominic clarified.Drawing a blank, unsure of what emotion to let out first, Lynn remained dumbfounded.”Uh…we’re all booked up at this time,” Olivia, standing at Lynn’s side, finally broke in, “Maybe you could go…””No, we’re not.”With Lynn and Zoe still in a staring showdown, Olivia and Dominic turned towards the reception desk. Cassie was looking at her monitor as if she were watching the Weather Channel.”What?” Olivia asked. She leaned toward Cassie a little and, with a deliberate tone, she added, “No, I think they’re all booked for the entire day, Cassie.”The receptionist shook her head. Studiously, she turned her monitor for all to see and pointed to a blank block of periods alongside the squash courts. “See? Lots of time.”Olivia frowned at her but Cassie didn’t bother to look up from her screen.Dominic said reluctantly, “Maybe we should…””We’ll take Court 1 for an hour,” Zoe interrupted. A smile curled up onto her face and she continued, “Then maybe we can check out the rest of the facilities of this nice center of yours, Lynn.”Lynn did not like the way she said her name. “No problem,” Cassie chirped, tapping her keyboard, “Do either of you have a membership card?””I know Dominic has one,” Zoe offered, looking up at her boyfriend momentarily then back toward Lynn, “From before.”Suddenly Lynn realized all eyes were on her. Everyone was waiting for a reaction. Instead, all she could think of, aside from trying to keep an air of professionalism in this particularly troubling moment, was that damn reset button. She remained silent and unmoving, save for her slowly twisting lips.Finally, with a noticeable blink, she turned, feeling as if she were pulling her feet out from tar, and headed towards the staff room.Cassie quickly registered the court for them and diligently handed Dominic his membership card. “Thanks,” Zoe said, “Washrooms?””Oh, that way, inside the change rooms,” Cassie pointed down the corridor with her pencil.”Thanks, again,” Zoe said. She turned and started to walk down the corridor. Looking back, she asked, “Coming, Dom?”He started to say something but he suddenly felt a tug at his elbow. Olivia held him fast.”Can I talk to you?” she hissed with thinly veiled insistence.He looked at her, then nodded once. “Go on ahead. Be there in a minute,” he said to Zoe.Still being lead by the arm by Olivia, he followed her towards the community center doors. They passed Adam who had been standing unnoticed by the entrance.”Hey, uh, is Lynn alright?” he asked.Olivia strode past him, Dominic in tow. “Not now, Adam,” she grumbled.Adam turned and watched them go outside.”Adam!” Cassie called to him, standing behind her desk.Offering her barely a passing glance, he continued to watch what was going on outside.”Adam, can we talk later on?” Without a reply, he followed Olivia and Dominic back outside.* * * * * * * * *After walking a few meters away from the entry way, Olivia finally released Dominic’s arm with a noticeable shove. She stood between him and the center. The height difference didn’t seem as obvious as she stared him down like a pitbull.”What the hell were you thinking?” she started into him immediately.Dominic held out his palm past her head. “I couldn’t help it. Göztepe escort We were driving in the neighborhood.””Couldn’t you have gone to your club or something?””It wasn’t my choice,” he insisted, “Zoe suddenly said to go to the community center.”Olivia tossed aside her hair, scratching the side of her head, and then rooted her hands onto her hips. She eyed him. His voice was anxious and his shaved head was shining with perspiration. She had no idea what Lynn could have seen in him, what she herself and everyone else saw in him. Confident. Cool. Mature. That was Dominic. Not this whipped guy scrambling for excuses.”You told her that you had been seeing Lynn?” Remorsefully, he looked away and nodded, folding his arms.Olivia fumed but she also thought about this carefully. “But why would she want to come to the center? And don’t tell me she wanted to play squash.”Dominic frowned and looked at her. “What?”Olivia rolled her eyes. “I mean, girlfriends don’t usually want to check out your exes…unless they had a reason to feel insecure…”Once again, Dominic looked away.Olivia narrowed an eye on him. She spoke slowly, yet firmly, “You didn’t happen to suggest that you might still be interested in Lynn?”Dominic looked like he had swallowed superglue. Olivia’s face untwisted into an incredulous look. “You don’t…””I think I made a mistake, Olivia,” he said, cutting her off.Taking a half-step back, Olivia spat, “You’re damn right you made a mistake, you jerk!””I know that,” he sighed, “I mean, seeing her again I can’t help but..””Stay away from her,” she growled. She leaned to the side to catch his eye, snapping her fingers. “Hey, did you hear me? Do you think by saying you made a mistake it makes things better? She doesn’t need you. Stay away and keep that woman away from her, too. You got it? It’s over. Move on.”Still looking past her, Dominic thought for a moment, then finally shook his head. “I don’t know if I can do that,” he said, “If we can get past this…””You haven’t even broken up with Zoe, yet!” Not really hearing her, he nodded to himself, “We can make this work.””Are you even listening to me?” Dominic finally started to turn his head. Immediately, it was whipped back in the other direction as a solid fist careened into his cheek with a stern “crack”. Stars filled his eyes and the next thing he knew, he was crumpled on his butt on the hot sidewalk. His jaw slack, and his eyes spinning in different directions, it took him a long moment to figure out which way was up.Olivia stood over him, a muted look of surprise on her face. Dominic managed to notice that her fists were clenched. The woman sure packed a wallop, he thought in between the short blackouts.”Ow! Fuck! Merde!” Adam howled off to the side. Hunched over, he held his wrist and shook his hand. He had never hit a guy like that before. It hurt like hell. It also felt great.* * * * * * * * *As soon as she was through the staff doors, Lynn ran into Marek holding out a clipboard before her. She stumbled to a stop, closed her eyes and breathed, “Go away, Marek.””They just dropped off some equipment in the back,” he went on ignoring her plea. He tilted his glasses toward the clipboard, “I’m gonna need time to do the inventory.””Fine,” Lynn replied and side-stepped him, “Go ahead.””But my shift is almost done in 30 minutes.””Then do it tomorrow,” she grumbled, marching to her desk.”I’m not in tomorrow.”Lynn fell into her chair and buried her fingers in her hair. She looked up and shot bolts at the young, oblivious staff member. “So do it now! I don’t care! Do it until you’re done, alright?” “There’s not enough time…””Marek! Get out!” she yelled, her entire face and neck flushed red.He stared back blankly before grudgingly turning and pushing his way out the door. “What a bitch,” he muttered.”I’m not a…,” Lynn called towards the door as it closed on her. She shook her head dejectedly and mumbled, “God, I am a bitch.”Alone she fumed. She couldn’t believe it . She should have gone off like a bomb on both of them. It would have felt so good. She should march right into the squash court and throw the witch down, make her feel really welcome to the “nice center”. She was sure she could take her. Hell, she could kick Dominic’s teeth in for good measure, too.Lynn leaned back in her chair, rolling her eyes to the ceiling, letting out an agonized groan. This was no good. There was no way she was going to be able to do any work today. “Personal day, ” she declared. She grabbed her bag and headed for the exit.* * * * * * * * *”Are you okay?” Olivia asked.Dominic mumbled incoherently, still groggy and still on the ground.”I’m not talking to you,” she corrected.Adam stood upright, still shaking his hand out, sucking a long breath of air through clenched teeth. “Yeah,” he nodded, “Want me to hit him again?” Olivia pause d unexpected ly. Unsure if she should tend to the fallen Dominic or let Adam take another swing at him, her decision was interrupted as Lynn’s sedan drove out from the back of the community center. “Lynn!” Olivia spun around and called out to her in vain.Firming his jaw, Adam ran over to his bike and pulled it off the rack. “Adam!” Olivia shouted, once again in a futile effort as he quickly broke into a sprint, chasing after the car.One hand on her hip, Olivia rubbed her head contemplating if she had a next move. Dominic, shifted on his seat and grunted painfully.”Oh, shut up,” she said, dismissively.Just behind the glass doors of the community center entrance, Cassie stood quietly observing the whole situation. Juan came up behind her, tapping her on the shoulder. “Hey, Cass. Something up?”Still looking out the window, she simply replied, “I don’t know.” * * * * * * * * Lynn dragged herself into her apartment feeling completely spent. She shut her door and leaned back, thumping her head against it. She felt so antsy, like her skin was crawling. Today, she did notice that her air-conditioning wasn’t working, the heat hanging in the air. It was days like this she wished she didn’t live on the ground floor of the building. If her windows and backdoor hadn’t backed onto the ground level of the complex’s garden, she could leave them both open while she was out. Feeling exhausted and frustrated, she simply sank into her sofa, surrendering to the heat. She curled up like a cat, hugging a cushion in her arms and stared blankly ahead. She sighed. Much to her surprise , she realized she had calmed down rather quickly, all things considered. Sure, she didn’t feel spent , but she also hadn’t let one tear drop. In fact, she never cried once during this whole ordeal starting with the night Dominic had just left her hanging. Her eyes had gone red, they swelled with tears, but the dams never burst. That was something to be proud of, she thought. “Yay, for vodka coolers,” she chimed. She hugged the cushion a little tighter as she caught herself chuckling softly. Caddebostan escort bayan “This must be the feeling stupid and silly stage,” she mocked. So Dominic and his girlfriend dropped by the community center. So what? She managed to keep it together in front of them no matter how much Zoe taunted her. It was a slap in the face, to be sure, but she took the hit, rolled with it and came out undamaged. Maturity, That’s what set herself apart from both of them. Now she felt bad for going home like that. Besides, what was she going to do in the place with her damn A/C conked out? Her eyes suddenly widened. “Spa day,” she said to no one in particular, “Massage. Facial. Avocado Smoothies!” Giving in to that impulsive decision, she flipped aside the cushion. Just as she stood up, she heard a rapid knock on her door. Frowning, she went to the door, and peered through the peephole. The distorted image of Adam stood on the other side. Oh, right. Then there was that thing with Adam. Lynn stepped back, looking aside. She wasn’t sure if she could deal with him, right now. Once again, a quick series of knocks echoed through her door. “Lynn?” he called to her, “Open up, please. I know you’re in there. I followed your car.” He sounded out of breath. Lynn rolled her eyes up and thought for a moment. Finally she said, “Go back to work, Adam.” “Are you okay?” She closed her eyes and nodded, “Yes, I’m fine. I just don’t feel like going into work today.” “Me neither,” he replied then coughed. Lynn asked, “Are you alright?” “Just winded,” he said, “Hot as hell out there today.” “Did you bike here?” she asked. “Yeah.” God, he was going to collapse from heat exhaustion at her door. Sighing, Lynn reluctantly opened the door. Adam stood on the other side hunched over slightly, his cheeks pink, his hair and neck damp, breathing hard. He grinned. “Why would you do something like that?” Adam managed to stand upright. He took a deep breath then tried to speak assuredly, “I wanted to know if you were okay.” “I’m fine,” Lynn said, leaning against her door, “Thanks.” “Good. Good,” he said nodding. Lynn craned her neck and peered down the hallway. She looked back at him. “How did you get past the security doors?” ” La petite grand-mere with the blue hair let me in,” he declared with a grin, “Said my smile reminded her of her late-husband.” “Don’t think yourself all charming. Her cat reminds her of her late husband,” Lynn noted. Adam chuckled and then stooped over again and coughed. Lynn instinctively slipped under his arm and helped him steady himself. “God, Adam. You’re drenched.” He simply nodded. His arm still slung over her shoulders, she guided him into her apartment. As she led him over to the sofa, she paused and looked at his hand. “Adam. What’s this?” She examined the reddish-purple welts on two of his knuckles. “Ah, yeah,” he replied as he lifted his brows and checked his knuckles as well, “I hit something.” Lowering him onto the sofa, she continued to hold his hand and check the bruising. “You hit something?” “To be specific, I hit someone.” Lynn pursed her lips. “Someone?” Adam nodded, watching her hold his hand. He winked one eye shut and said, “To be absolutely precise, I hit Dominic.” “You hit…?” Lynn dropped his hand. She sighed disapprovingly, “Why did you do that?” “I don’t know if you have ever noticed,” he said, holding up his hands as if he were clutching a ball, “But the man has this big melon for a head. It’s just asking to be hit.” Folding her arms and dropping her head, she said, “That’s just so mature of you. That was completely unnecessary.” “Yeah. And you know what?” he continued. “What, Adam?” “I dropped him with one punch.” Lynn blinked. “Seriously?” With a proud smile on his face, he shrugged his brows and nodded slowly as he declared, “On…his… ass .” An unexpected grin teased itself onto Lynn’s lips. She quite liked the way a Frenchman said the word “ass”. Her narrowed eyes looked toward the wall a little left of Adam’s head as she envisioned the moment when his fist crunched into Dominic’s squared jaw. She quickly shook it off, not knowing what had come over her. “Anyway,” she said, hands planted on hips. She paused, unsure of what to say that could come across as remotely convincing. “Just…don’t do that again,” she finally said rather half-heartedly. ” Quoi ?” Adam asked, leaning forward in his seat, “I didn’t quite hear you.” Lynn frowned, then rolled her eyes and waved her hands dismissively towards him. “I said don’t be stupid,” she sniped loudly as she turned to walk towards the kitchen, “Just don’t go do anything stupid like that again!” Once she was alone in the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge, she muttered quietly, “At least not unless I’m there to see it.” “Well, as mentioned, being stupid is one of my more endearing traits.” Adam sat back in his seat and relaxed. He slowly regained his breath. “Geez! It’s hot in here, Lynn!” he noted. “No A/C.” “You’re going to kill all of your plants,” Adam said, scanning the inside of Lynn’s apartment. It was decorated very casual-cool, tidy, dark wood furniture and Oriental motifs. There was also a noticeable amount of well-groomed foliage throughout. “Lots and lots of plants,” he concluded. “ I like plants,” Lynn chimed, “ They’re very Zen. They relax me, and they don’t give me lip when I tell them to do something.” “ You mean aside from the command to ‘grow’?” Adam chirped. “ Shut up.” “ I can obey as good as a plant, ” Adam joked. He regarded the back sliding-door. “You live on the main floor?” he asked, “Aren’t you worried about security?” “I can take care of myself,” she shrugged as she walked back to the living room. “I can believe that.” She came back holding an ice pack and a sports drink. She held out the bottle. ” Merci .” Taking it from her, he checked out the cold blue liquid swishing in the bottle. She handed him the ice pack and he gingerly placed it on his knuckles, wincing only slightly. Lynn disappeared into her bedroom and came back again holding a towel. She tossed it to him. “Please don’t get sweat all over my sofa,” she said half-jokingly. Adam rubbed his head and neck with the towel and then paused. “Should I take off my shirt?” Lynn closed her eyes and sighed, “Just…keep it on for now, okay?” Nodding, Adam simply lifted his shirt and wiped his skin with the towel underneath. When he was done, he handed her back the towel. He ran his hands through his damp hair, scrunching it a couple of times until it returned back to it’s normal, casual mess. He smiled warmly up at Lynn. Lynn caught herself gazing long and thoughtfully into his attentive, deep blue eyes. Firming her lips, she pulled over an ottoman and sat down in front of Adam. She drew a deep breath, held it then began, “Adam, what happened last night between us can’t ever happen again, Escort Bağdat Caddesi okay? Putting aside that the center would fire us if it found out that we were…intimate…on the property, and that a supervisor was with a subordinate, it was just wrong.” Adam leaned forward on the sofa, the smile fading into a stoic gaze as he listened. “I mean we were both wrong,” she continued, “I realize I could have told you to stop, but I didn’t. I don’t know why, but I just couldn’t…” Her words trailed off as she struggled to stay focused. She had never seen Adam so passively attentive. She didn’t want to waste the opportunity. “I’m not angry with you…though, I think I should be,” she went on, “I think I’m more disappointed in myself.” It had been lustful and illicit in the showers. As the moments had passed, as Adam moved from one explicit action to another, she had felt nervous anticipation which she should have rejected each time. Instead, it went further and further… “But it’s not going to go anywhere,” Lynn said, “I just want things to go back to normal with you and me. The way we just hung out before was nice. You should be with someone like yourself and I need to be with…” “Someone like Dominic?” Adam interjected, his brow arching sharply. It was a stiff blow and before the stunned Lynn could reply, he added, “Look, you can’t know who I’m supposed to be with and you can’t just say you want a ‘mature’ guy. That didn’t quite work out, huh?” There was some bite in his tongue than Lynn hadn’t been expecting. “And for some reason, I seem to have a reputation as a guy who hops into bed from one girl to the next,” he griped, “Have you actually seen me do this? Do I have a truckload of women lining up outside my door?” Adam was taking swings at a variety of topics that obviously had been eating away at the seemingly happy-go-lucky guy. Lynn was taken aback. She had definitely been caught up in the rumors about Adam, allowed them to colour her impressions of him. “You know,” Adam went on, his voice softening. “When I was with you last night, I wasn’t thinking about who I would ‘score’ with next. I wasn’t thinking of you as a notch on my belt.” Lynn couldn’t deny how focused Adam had been. “Tell me, Lynn,” Adam said, “Did it feel good last night? Did you feel good?” Lynn scoffed, “I’m not going to answer that.” “Ah. That tells me enough, then.” “I didn’t mean…look, Adam. That’s not the point. What happened last night was wrong because it’s not what I’m looking for right now. I’m not looking for a meaningless fuck.” She hoped her harsh words would sink into the dogged Adam. He didn’t hesitate. “I’m not looking for a meaningless fuck, either.” “Did you seriously thinking you would come over here and we would just screw right now?” Adam said nothing. Lynn sat upright on her seat. She shook her head. “Where do you think this could possibly go for us?” “You keep saying that,” he said, his voice steady and firm, “You’re so sure I’m unreliable. I can’t be serious.” She looked away, shaking her head. “I want to be serious,” he offered. “I…,” Lynn stammered, staring back at him, denying the ebbing thought that teased the darkest areas of her mind, “I don’t think I can believe that.” “Lynn…” “Adam,” she broke in, “Stop. I’m telling you now…stop.” Adam sat back. His eyes narrowed slightly. Finally, after a long and silent pause, he put his hands on his knees and nodded. “Alright, Lynn,” he said rising to his feet, “Alright.” He made his way to the door. Lynn remained on the ottoman, gazing at the empty sofa. “Thanks for coming to check on me. I appreciate that,” she said softly. Adam paused by the kitchen counter, patting his shorts’ side-pocket. “Sure. Just wanted to know if you were okay,” he replied without looking back, then made his way to the door. “Thanks,” Lynn said hesitantly, but he had already closed the door behind him. * * * * * * * * Adam made his way down the hall and out of the building slowly. He felt unusually calm despite everything that had happened. He walked over to his bike which he had dumped off to the side of the entrance and picked it up He smirked as he walked slowly up the pathway. It was true, when he first broke out after Lynn’s car as she drove away from the center, there was a moment when some more overtly carnal thoughts had slipped into his head. With the adrenalin kicking in and the rush of testosterone from laying out Dominic swirling through his blood, he allowed himself to imagine breaking down Lynn’s door, declaring his macho feat, and then taking her to her bed. As her car pulled further away from him, though, he realized how stupid that seemed. As he struggled against the waves of heat the noon sun doused him with and as he pumped his legs until he felt they were going to explode, he thought about how Lynn must have been feeling. That thought was what drove him to hit Dominic in the first place. He had needed to know if she was okay. That was the first and foremost thought in his head. Adam wheeled his bike up to the street and stopped. Staring down at the sidewalk he thought more about it. She was okay. That was a relief. They had discussed what had happened the previous night and she didn’t try to kill him. That was also a relief. He reached further back to that moment in the showers. Her reluctance had given way to some deeper passions. She had matched his probing kisses with her soft, hungry lips. She had held him close, pulled him in so tight that he had felt her pounding heartbeat against his chest. Her cries and groans had come freely, never telling him to stop, always urging him on. They had come so close and he could tell it had taken all she had to strain out the command to stop. It didn’t seem like a rash, impulsive, meaningless encounter. It had all felt like a culmination of months of flirting, familiarization, and subtly building urges on both their parts. Her sweet smell, her beckoning voice, the image and feel of her enticing body filled Adam’s head as he stood there on the sidewalk. He realized he was breathing hard again. Quickly, he turned and headed back to the apartment. * * * * * * * * * Lynn didn’t feel like going to the spa anymore. After talking with Adam, struggling with his and her own words and emotions, she felt apprehensive about leaving her apartment again. Pulling herself up from the ottoman, she went to her bedroom. She changed into an oversized white T-shirt, and traded her Capri’s for a cut-off denim shorts. Barefoot, she went over to the bedroom window and pulled the curtains apart. A glow of buttery sunlight spilled against her and around the room. Already she felt better and even more so as she slid the window open. It was still warm outside but she could feel her apartment breath out the stale air that had been lingering there since the morning. She went back into the living room and did the exact same thing with the back sliding-door. She admired the trees, flowers, and shrubs dotting the expanse of the garden. It was peaceful and refreshing and she inhaled deeply. The sudden ring of her phone tugged at her. She allowed it to go on for a few seconds, not really feeling like picking it up. “Alright,” she grumbled and walked to the kitchen.

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