Free Trenton's Terms by Kelley Nyrae

condo in LA. He was happier than he ever remembered feeling. Sidney was fun, free, and lively. She made him feel the same way and he wanted her more than ever. It's more than that and you know it, his inner voice told him. Ignoring it, he flipped the frying chicken while Sid continued to make the salad.
    After their fight with the flour they'd each washed the majority of the white powder from their body and started the meal. They worked well together, Trenton taking care of the chicken while Sidney did the potatoes and made the salad. They chatted as they cooked, reminiscing on their day and the impromptu food fight.
    She smiled a lot and he couldn't help but wonder if she was always this happy or if he somehow brought it out in her. Her body moved around the kitchen gracefully, her ass looking tight in the black sweatpants she wore. The women he knew back home wouldn't be comfortable walking around the kitchen in the comfortable attire she wore. They'd have rushed to the room dressed the part and applied a fresh face of makeup before doing a chore like cooking dinner.
    Not Sid. She was a breath of fresh air and he realized he never wanted to stop breathing her in. She gave new life to his lungs, his life, and he hated to admit it, but his heart.
    "The chicken about done over there?” she asked breaking into his thoughts.
    "Yeah. You ready for it?” He turned his head to see her shake hers yes. He plucked the chicken from the skillet putting a piece on each plate that she'd set by him. While he moved the pan to a cooler burner, Sidney put a pile of salad and a baked potato on each plate. When she was done she walked the plates to her small table to set them down.
    "I'm starving,” he joined her at the table.
    "Me too,” she admitted as they sat down to eat.
    They were each silent a few minutes, eating their food, looking up every few seconds at one another. He could sense something was on her mind. He wanted her to let it out, to feel comfortable around him to ask whatever she wanted so he continued the silence until she finally spoke.
    * * * *
    "Tell me something about yourself, Trenton."
    "Like what, Sid? You know who I am, where I live, what I do for a living. What else is there?"
    Men. No matter how smart they were, how strong, or how confident they just didn't get it. “I want to know about you. ” She really wanted to know more about him, everything about him, not just the basics.
    "This is going to be a two way street, Sid. You get questions and so do I. Just like the first night we met, tit for tat."
    Leave it to Trenton to turn this around, but at least she was getting her wish. This just might be her last opportunity to find out as much about him as she could, the big and the small. “Alright. Who goes first?"
    He didn't answer, but asked his first question instead. “Tell me about Mandy the mouth. What was she talking about last night when she mentioned another out of town guy?"
    Of all the questions he could ask she didn't expect that one. For all she knew, he'd completely forgotten about the incident. Why would he care about that? Unless for some reason he was the type of man who got jealous over past affairs. No, not Trenton. He was too secure to be jealous over someone in the past.
    Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. His first question was a painful one, one that stood between them and what they both wanted. But man, she wanted to know more about him and this was the only way. She had to play his game to get her own rewards no matter how foolish it made her feel.
    "You really want to know this? It's not that big a deal.” Yeah right.
    "Yeah right,” he echoed the words she spoke in her head. How were they so in tuned to each other? She couldn't understand it.
    Here goes nothing. “There was this guy who came into town on business. I know it sounds crazy that someone would come to River City on business, but it does happen. Anyway, he was here for a few months and during that time we got ... close.”