To Love A Player, Madeline Piper [most inspirational books .TXT] 📗

rid of one of the faces.
“I don’t see why you can’t go bowling with me.” Roman whines as we watch television on his couch. For most college boys his apartment screams wealthy with brand new technologies in every corner and a motherly touch to the décor. My legs are stretched across his lap and he massages my soles with his thumbs. I casually eat ice cream while ignoring his plea and watch the television screen.
“We haven’t done anything fun in a while, Chris.” He says again.
“We went to dinner last night. That was pretty fun.” I say.
He huffs and the pressure in my legs grow harder. He’s angry. I don’t want him to be. I’ve just been tired lately with this whole situation.
I put the ice cream bowl on the table before climbing into Roman’s lap. He tenses for a moment before relaxing as I place my leg on either side of his and kiss him. He closes his eyes and a soft moan escapes him.
I’ve won.
I can feel him smile on my lips while his hands run up and down my thighs. As I began to pull away his grip tightens and the kiss gets more intense. Before I know it we’re laying on the couch, body to body and our moans drowns out one another. The atmosphere suddenly gets warm as his legs rest between mine and he rubs his groin against me. I moan and tangle my fingers in his hair as we kiss longer and longer until he breaks away leaving us both breathless.
“That was fun.” He breathes. I smile and peck his lips once more.
“Let’s go.” I slip from beneath him and grab my purse. He trails behind me as I head to the door and grab my car keys.
“Where are we going?” He asks excited.
“Out.” I reply and start down the stairs.

The carnival was more crowded than I’d expected. Almost everyone I knew was there as Roman and I waltzed through the crowd towards the booths. Unruly kids high off of sugar were being dragged about by their parents while elderly couples stare longingly at the bright lights and balloons.
“This is more like it!” Roman shouts. He throws his arm around my neck and nuzzles his nose in my hair. I hug him close before we were interrupted by arms wrapping around my waist and spinning me around.
“Tay, put me down!” I yelled as he spun me around. My hair flew about me as blurred images of a laughing Tamera, and Roman played. I kicked and yelled until he rested me onto my feet just as Kyle came into view. He was alone. His hands were tucked into his pockets as he strolled nervously up to the group. I just stared at him for a second running my fingers through my hair. He wore a black leather jacket with a tight grey t-shirt that showed his bulging abs, worn out blue jeans and big black heavy boots. It was a gorgeous sight to lay eyes on.
Roman’s hand strung around my waist as he came closer and I could sense the sudden tension that was there. Luckily, Kyle paid no mind to Roman. I figured it was because he knew I had feelings for him or he was just tired of the constant arguing. I still need to get to the bottom of their feud. Apparently everyone else knew about it.
“You look beautiful as always, Diamond.” He says smiling coolly.
I smile. “You’re not too bad yourself.” He nods and turns his attention to Tay as the two engage into the coming football game. I relieved that he didn't proceed because the grip Roman is giving me is saying that he is restraining as much as possible not to pounce on him. I glanced up on him and gave him a reassuring smile and his gaze instantly softened.
“Chris! Come on. The boys can go a couple of hours without you.” Tamera whines tugging on my arm. Reluctantly I allow her to drag me to all of the rides while the boys go their separate ways. To be honest I miss Tamera and my personal time we used to spend together. Since I finally got a boyfriend- wait, am I still supposed to consider Roman my boyfriend when I have stronger feelings for Kyle? Technically yes because we spend more time together but isn’t your boyfriend supposed to be the one you want to be with. I mean I like Roman a lot but Kyle…
“I think you should ditch Roman, Chris. Kyle is obviously desperately in love with you.” Tamera says as we pick at our cotton candy. I can’t figure out how she knows exactly what I’m thinking.
“Kyle is not in love with me. Plus I want Roman.” I lie. I can’t admit that she was right because it would devastate Roman if he found out.
“No, Chris, you think you need Roman but everyone can see that you want Kyle. Listen, I'm not telling you what to do but you’re playing two guys when you should just be with the one. Its sending a pretty bad image.”
“Tamera, I'm not playing two guys. I'm with Roman and Kyle is a friend.”
Tamera stops abruptly and turns towards me. She’s angry, I can tell. “Christine, stop the shitty act that you’re putting up. You’re hurting Kyle while Roman is…” She trails off.
“What about Roman?” I ask suddenly intrigued.
She looks away from me and continues walking. I have to say this is the first time I’ve ever felt like this. Two guys in my life that I honestly like. Tamera is right. I do need to make up my mind. I have made up my mind. But how can I explain to Roman that I want to be with Kyle? I figure the best way would be to yank the bandage right off and not slowly peel it off for the elongated pain. I must do it soon.
I will do it tonight.

What to do, what to do?