Free Tears on My Pillow 2 by Elle Welch

              “So, who is she?”
                       I need to buy myself some more time so I pretend to be clearing my throat and then start coughing again. I pound myself in the chest with the side of my fist for better effect. I don’t know if I should tell her the truth and ruin the day we have had because she doesn’t remember it, or if she does remember and is just testing me to see if I will tell her the truth. I take a huge risk and decide to lie. “I don’t know anyone with that name. Why?”
                       I hold my breath waiting for her reaction because if she remembers, she is going to go off like a bomb because I straight up lied to her just now. “The name keeps swirling around in my head and I don’t know why. I thought maybe she is a friend of ours or something.”
                       “Nope,” I say and silently release the air I had been holding in. When Qia lays back down in my lap, I look up to the ceiling and mouth ‘Good looking out’ to the Man above.
                        “It will come to me in time,” she says while making herself comfortable in my lap again. I sit there trying to get my heart rate back down to its normal beats per minute. I pretend to watch the movie as her words keep replaying over and over in my mind. It will come in time. I down the full glass of Johnnie Walker Blue and sit the glass on the nightstand.

February 7 th , 2014
    Friday
    Chandler
                       I pull into their driveway and honk the horn. Within seconds, the door swings open and she steps out of the house. I see her warm smile and those sexy, slanted eyes. My heart immediately starts thundering in my chest. As I watch Qia walk towards the car, wearing no coat as usual, I notice how much fuller her breasts are recently. Damn, I didn’t think her titties could get any bigger but I guess I was wrong. Maybe I’m just looking at her differently these days. I can’t help but notice how fucking sexy she looks. I raise my eyebrow at the fact that even her hips appear to be a little bit wider than normal too. But hell, I am definitely enjoying the view, so I am not going to complain. I shake my head and close my eyes, feeling my dick swell in response to my thoughts. I take a moment to get myself together.
                       She opens the passenger side door and slides down into the passenger seat. I have to consciously look the other way so that I don’t watch her ass as it comes towards me. “Hey Chan,” she says once she is in the car. She leans over and gives me a kiss on the cheek then leans back into the seat and straps on her seatbelt.
                       “What’s up Q?” I say out loud, silently wishing that I could suck on her soft lips.
                      “Not a thing.”
                       “Well, I figured we could go to Friendly’s so you could indulge in your favorite dessert.”
                       She scrunches up her pretty face so I ask, “You don’t want a Jim Dandy?”
                       “Not really. Let’s go to the mall.”
                       “Which one? Holyoke or Eastfield?”
                       She thinks a moment before answering. “Holyoke.”
                       “Cool. Holyoke, here we come,” I reply as I back out of the driveway and head towards I-91.
                       I look over, watching Qia as she takes in the scenery. “Have you started back running yet?”
                       “No, not yet. Why do you ask? Are you trying to call me fat on the sly!?” She turns her head and looks at me, one perfectly shaped eyebrow raised. Get it together Chan , I think to myself.
                       I’m not sure if she is kidding or if I really upset