Olivia couldn’t believe how perfect her day had been. She stared up at the sky and didn’t think that it was possible for her to be any happier. The sun warmed her body and she loved the way Blaine’s thick fingers barely fit between hers. When he had gone down on her, she had felt warmth in a way she never thought possible. She wanted him to continue the sucking between her legs, but the unknown of what she should be doing drove her to ask him to stop.
She looked at his six pack, each muscle creating its own little shadow on his tight body, and let her gaze travel down to his boxer shorts and the way the fabric bulged out with his manhood. She wanted to pull down his boxers and kiss his dick, take it in her mouth and suck on him, but she was too self-conscious about her lack of experience.
The sound of car doors slamming snapped her out of her dreamy haze and she immediately felt very exposed in her underwear out at the end of the dock. She realized that she would have to walk by the college boys in order to get her clothes. Her mind raced as she tried to work out how she was going to get out of there with minimum embarrassment or harassment.
Her worries disappeared the moment Blaine stood up and ordered her to stay put. She watched his arms flex as he strode toward the boys, opening and closing his fists. She strained to hear what he was saying but couldn’t make out the words. She didn’t recognize the boys, and they clearly didn’t know who they were dealing with.
Olivia’s eyes grew wide when one of the boys shoved Blaine on the shoulder. He was easily fifty pounds heavier than any of the boys, but the three of them put together might be able to overpower him. She stood up, feeling incredibly helpless.
The three boys circled Blaine and one of them lunged forward to punch him. He arched his back and dodged the punch completely, bringing his forearms down on the back of the boy who had thrown the punch. The boy slammed to the ground and Blaine turned to face the other two. The smallest of the three backed off, but the second stepped in, driving his shoulder into Blaine’s chest and forcing the two of them to the ground. Blaine hooked his leg around the boy’s and rolled on top of him, effectively pinning him to the ground. Blaine drew his hand back as if to throw a huge punch, but instead of a closed fist, he slapped the kid across the face. He bent down and grabbed the kid by the collar and said something to him before shoving him back to the ground.
By this time the third boy was cowering behind the car, with his hands up. Blaine walked over to their pile of clothes, picked them up and delivered them to Olivia at the end of the dock.
“What did you say to them?” Olivia asked, taking her clothes and stepping into her shorts.
“I asked them to leave, politely. They declined.” He pulled his t-shirt over his head. “Come with me sweetheart.” he grabbed her hand.
Olivia was looking straight ahead when they passed the boys, so she didn’t hear which one whispered ‘nice tits’. She felt Blaine’s body tighten and he gripped her hand a little tighter.
“Get in.” Blaine opened the passenger door for Olivia. She climbed in and clicked on her seat belt.
Blaine reached under the driver’s seat and pulled out a handgun. Olivia gulped in an attempt to rid her throat of the huge lump that had just formed. She had never seen a gun, let alone been in a car with one. All of a sudden, she felt afraid for the boys, uncertain of what Blaine intended to do. At that moment, she realized that this wasn’t a pretend bad boy, Blaine was the real deal.
As he approached the boys with the gun by his side, they scrambled around to the far side of the car. They looked terrified and huddled together. Blaine raised his hand and fired a shot into the rear tire of their car. He shoved the gun into the back of his jeans and walked back to the van. When he got in, he didn’t say a word. For the first time, Olivia felt afraid of Blaine, but not for herself; she was afraid for what he was capable of doing to other people.
They rode in silence and Olivia stared out the window. When they pulled up in front of Olivia’s house, Blaine turned to face her.
“I’m sorry about that,” he said.
“About what?”
“Overreacting back there. When that kid commented on your, um, chest, it just filled me with rage. You may think that I’m a barbarian, but the urge to protect you consumed me.”
“Why did you have to get out a gun?” she asked quietly.
“I just wanted to scare them. Clearly a beating wasn’t enough to teach them a lesson.”
“It scared me.”
“And I’m sorry for that. That’s the last thing that I would ever want to do.” Blaine rubbed his hands back and forth on his thighs. “Look, Olivia. We haven’t spent much time together, but there’s something about you that brings out the protector in me. I want to hold you tight and make sure you’re safe.” He leaned over and took her face in his hands. He drew her in and kissed her lips gently. “I’ll understand if you never want to see me again though.”
Olivia looked into Blaine’s eyes. “That was such an amazing day, it just ended on such a bad note.”
“It doesn’t have to end right now,” Blaine said, smiling.
Olivia took a deep breath. She knew that she had to tell him. She had seen a side of him today that she had never seen before, making her realize the complexity of humans, like layers of an onion. If she was going to enjoy all the good things about him, she was going to have to accept the bad as well. She wasn’t sure that she was ready to be with a gun wielding rock of a man with an anger problem. And maybe he didn’t want to be with a virgin.
“Blaine. When you went down on me today, I didn’t want you to stop.”
Blaine looked at her quizzically. “Well then why did you stop me? I can finish that up right now.”
“No, Blaine. I’m, I’m…” Olivia stammered.
“What is it?”
“I’m a virgin,” Olivia blurted out.
Blaine pulled his hand back from her as if she had burned him.
“I see.” Blaine seemed lost for words.
The awkward silence was too much for Olivia. She tried to hold her hands still, but they were too jittery. She felt the walls closing in on her and needed to get out of the van right away.
“I’ve gotta go.” She frantically reached for the door handle.
“Don’t go,” Blaine said.
Olivia’s mind was made up. He could’ve said so many reassuring things during that awkward silence, but he didn’t. She thought that letting the secret out would make her feel lighter, but the weight of her virginal status weighed on her heavier than ever.
She jumped out and ran into her house. She was able to keep her tears contained until she closed the front door behind her, then the floodgates opened and the tears streamed down her face.