Free Unknown by LaNayia Cribbs Page B

house was a tense one. Isaac attempted to draw her into conversation, but all Angela could focus on was the fact that she wanted to go home. She wanted to light a few candles, lie down and attempt to relax, but Isaac was being pushier than normal, which was saying a lot. He was ignoring her various hints that perhaps he should go back to his house for the night.
    Once they were back at her apartment Isaac sat down on the couch, immediately making himself comfortable. Angela pulled off her jacket. Then in agitation, she pulled her shoulder length hair from the ponytail in an attempt to relieve the pounding she was experiencing.“Come here.” Isaac ordered.
    Angela looked over at him and he held a hand out for her indicating her wanted her to sit on his lap. When he repeated the order she signed and crossed the room, taking the hand held out to her. With a tug he pulled her down beside him. She felt his lips kiss her temple before fingers gently moved through her hair and lightly massaged her scalp.
    She hated the conflicting emotions running through her. Sometimes she felt like she’d stepped on some sort of crazy rollercoaster. She kept telling herself to just breathe and enjoy the ride but she couldn’t seem to stop worrying. She was in love with Isaac and she wasn’t sure what to do about it. Push away and hope that she didn’t lose either of her friends in process. She could continue to lie in his arms happily, but at some point Marcella would have to be told.
    Sometimes he was so wonderful that her heart literally ached. Even though she was clearly being antagonistic toward him, he just ignored her and still attempted to make her feel better anyway.
    Everything in her wished they could stay this way forever. She loved the way he made her feel cherished and important. The rush she felt when she was with him was addictive. Everything he did made her feel like a princess, and she loved that he cared enough to do the little things.
    She didn’t want to give up that feeling, yet she doubted it would last. Isaac’s past relationships never lasted more than a few months. He was interested now, but next month it could be a different story. Isaac had only ever had one substantial relationship and after almost a year together, they suddenly split up. Isaac refused to ever say why they’d broken up.
    Angela pushed those thoughts from her mind. She didn’t want to poison their time together with those kinds of thoughts. She would much rather just enjoy whatever time that they had with each other. With that thought uppermost in her mind, she sat up on the couch. Turning towards Isaac she laid a hand on his chest and leaned in for a kiss. When Isaac smiled and deepened the kiss, she swung her leg over his body so that she was now straddling him. She could feel his thick erection pressing against her body. Reaching between their bodies she began plucking the small buttons on his shirt loose.
    His large hands gripped hers, halting her movements. The lips that moved so urgently against hers just moments before, were now still beneath her. Angela sat back and watched as Isaac cleared his throat before speaking. Dread rose inside her; bile suddenly choking her. The hands covering hers, shifted until they sat there holding hands.
    What is he doing? She thought. Breaking bad news to me gently? What did you do? She ached to ask her questions out loud. It seemed to take a million years for Isaac to speak. Yet, she hesitated; she wasn’t so sure she wanted to know what he planned to say.
    “Will you come home with me tonight?” he asked.
    Angela refused to acknowledge the flood of relief she felt at his words. She leaned her forehead against his for a moment. She noticed that Isaac had issued numerous invitations for dinner at his house, or to stay over in the past few days but each time she refused.
    “I dunno, Isaac.” she shook her head as she climbed from his lap and headed towards the kitchen.
    Isaac followed her into the