A Wave Of Desire

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Ocean

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What the hell was he doing? Why was he flirting with Jonah like this? He was here to have dinner with me for crying out loud. Hadn't he said that he wanted me? Didn't he say that he liked me and wanted to be with me? Not that it mattered to me at all. I didn't want him. I didn't need him. I would just go and find myself someone else. I would just go and get myself a girlfriend or something.

But, dammit, this was pissing me off. Makai made no sense whatsoever. He went from kissing me with enough heat and passion that I thought I was going to burn to death to flirting with this jackass right in front of me. What the hell was the matter with him? Why would he do this to me? Was he just playing games with me? That had to be it.

This whole time it had just been a game for him. He had kissed me three times now, and it meant nothing to him. OK, I admit, I kissed him the first time, but I don't even know why I did that. The other two though, he started them. He was the one that kissed me on the bed, and he was the one that kissed me in the locker room.

He not only kissed me, he pressed his hips against me. He even pressed his dick against mine. That wasn't the kind of thing you did with someone if you didn't want something from them, right? That wasn't the kind of game you played with them. That just led to confusion and heartache.

Not that I was heartbroken. I was just fine. I didn't care at all. He was just lucky it was me and not some other poor sap that he was taking for a ride like this. This would have ruined someone else. It would have destroyed them to see the guy that had just been flirting with them not even an hour ago flirting with someone else right now. That shit is hard to watch.

And what was that, letting Jonah touch him like that? I would have punched the shit out of the creepy asshole if he pressed himself to me like that. It was wrong and rude. I would be saying something if I ever saw it happening again.

I was sulking. I don't know why, but I was sulking. I knew this whole time that Makai didn't want me. I knew that he was just playing games with me. He may not have done the same thing that Brittney had done to me, but he was stringing me along for these last couple days. I'm just glad it was only one weekend and not several months like I wasted on that fucking tramp.

At least I know, though. I know that Makai is just a manwhore playing with me. I don't need to think about him anymore at all. I could force myself to stop thinking about him. I would force myself to stop imagining the way he looks when he is nearly naked, and water is dripping off his toned body. I would not imagine the way he looked when he was looming over me with his boxer briefs hastily pulled up, the waistband crooked and heat filling his eyes.

I would also forget the way that he felt when he was pressed against me. His chest, his muscles, his bulge, all of it. I would force all these thoughts from my head. Just as soon as I was able to. Right now, I was fighting the erection they wanted to give me.

"You seem distressed." Makai's calm voice broke the nearly silent dining room, there were only two other tables with people seated at them right now.

"A..a..annoyed is m..m..more l..l..like it. I..I..I just d..don't want to b..b..be here right n..now. I would have l..left, but I am h..hungry and I s..s..suck at cooking." I shouldn't have told him that. I'm so stupid.

"Really? I will have to cook you something sometime." His crooked, happy grin made my heart race, and I didn't want that at all. I didn't want to be happy to see his smile or hear his words.

"Th..th..that's fine, y..y..you don't n..need to worry about i..it at all." I threw away his offer and ignored him as best as I could. I was hoping the food would be here soon. The meal was not one that took a long time to prepare.

"But I want to." He insisted with another grin. "I like to cook, I learned when I was young." I just ignored him this time, not saying a word.

Ahh, there he is, Jonah was coming back out with our food. Thank goodness, I didn't want to wait any longer for it. I knew that I was about to give in and start actually talking to Makai, and that would suck with how bad I was stuttering.

"Here you are, gentlemen." Jonah set the plates down as he leaned in toward Makai. I noticed the way that his hand brushed against Makai's as he positioned the plates for him. "Now, is there anything else I can get for you? Anything at all?" I could hear the desperation in the man's voice. He wanted Makai to pay attention to him, he was so desperate. I never knew he was even gay until tonight. Or, maybe Makai just had a superpower that turned straight men gay. Well, it wasn't going to work on me. Nope, not at all.

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Makai

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When our food arrived I saw that Ocean was pissed. He didn't like how much Jonah was flirting with me. I hadn't done much, really. It had just been a little light encouragement here and there. I hadn't said or done anything to tell the man that I was interested in him. I just didn't explicitly tell him that I was interested in someone else.

After sending Jonah on his way, we started on our meal. No matter how much I tried to get Ocean to talk, he ignored me. He would grunt or give single word answers. That wasn't very encouraging. However, it did tell me one thing. Ocean was jealous. And he couldn't be jealous if he didn't like me. So, this wasn't exactly an exercise in futility or anything like that. This was actually something that was coming along nicely.

The food was good. Ocean had really good taste. And they had some very large portions. I was worried at first because he hadn't ordered a lot of food, but the extra large pasta bowl was like three meals worth at another restaurant. And add to that the basket of bread sticks, large bowl of salad, and the soup of the day it was a pretty good meal.

We polished off all the food while sitting in semi-silence. I was happy though. I couldn't stop smiling as I stared at Ocean. He was such an amazing guy: a great swimmer, smart as hell, nice to his friends, sexy and good looking as hell. Why wouldn't I want him? I just needed him to see that I really, truly did want him.

"Are you done?" Ocean asked me as he dropped his napkin to the table. He looked upset still, but at least he also looked satisfied. We had both needed a good meal.

"Yeah, I think so." I smiled at him, but that was when Jonah came rushing over, a plate in hand.

"Hey there, we've got this extra dessert that someone ordered. It's already been paid for, and we will have to throw it out if no one wants it. Would you care to take it?" He was looking right at me when he spoke.

"No, I don't think so, but what about you, Ocean?" I asked him with a smile.

"No, I don't want it. I just want to get out of here." He looked very annoyed as he stared at Jonah. Yeah that was some hardcore jealousy there.

"Then I think we will be going. Can we get the check please?" I grinned at Jonah, just to show him there were no hard feelings.

"Sure, no problem. I can wrap this up for you if you would like. It will just take a moment. If you don't want it, you can toss it out; that's what we would be doing as well." He grinned at me to show that he really wanted me to take the sugary treat so I just smiled and nodded at him.

Five minutes later I was collecting my receipt from Jonah after signing the credit card slip. I tried to refuse the box with the dessert, but he insisted that I take it with me, and he even winked as he pushed the receipt toward me as well. Why was that?

"Huh." I nearly laughed as we were walking out the door, waiting for the valet to bring me my car.

"What?" Ocean sounded angrier now.

"He gave me his phone number."

"That little shit." Ocean snapped as he turned and grabbed the box and receipt from my hands.

I watched on, barely containing my laughter, as Ocean threw the dessert into the trash and ripped the receipt that contained the phone number into little shreds. After that he seemed to have realized what it was that he had done and stormed off. Whatever he was feeling, he didn't want me to see it.