Secrets: Exposed in NYC (Based Around Rihanna’s Stay Ft. Mikky Ekko)

From the Staten Island Ferry (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I turned my head to lock my eyes with my best friend of 25 years, “I do have a question for you. I just want the honest truth from you, Jade.”

I was so scared to ask this particular question. Was it the right time to ask this explosive question? Of course, it was. I was about to let my best friend make love not only to my body but to my impressionable mind. I was about to give myself to the one person who has known me since I was five years old. I was laying here naked not only physically under my duvet but ripped open emotionally with a bruised heart on the line.

Jade leaned forward on her elbow placing a strand of my hair behind an ear,”Yes? You know that you can ask me anything, Skylar. I will give you the answer truthfully every single time.”

I felt like a little girl vulnerable to the core all because of the beautiful Jade James that was laying approximately 12 inches from me. Jade James was a real woman of substance. She could stop anyone with her alluring, intoxicating presence alone. Her eyes the color of deep mahogany brown was reeling me in more than I should allow.

My voice was soft as I spoke, letting the first tear of the evening warm my face, “Do you like me?”

Her response was fast with a soft smile, “I like you.”

“No. Not because you love me, Jade.”

“Look at me, Sky.”

I looked up to beautiful eyes filled with nothing but adoring love, “Not only do I love you. I’m in love with you. I like the person you are.”