I don’t know where I stand with you, and I don’t know what I mean to you. All I know is every time I think of you, I want to be with you. —UnknownThe next morning, I woke up fifteen minutes before my alarm sounded. Sitting upright, I immediately checked my head scarf to make sure it hadn’t come off in the night, then I snapped my attention to the closed door of my room.I knew he still couldn’t be out there. He’d said he would leave when my roommates came home, which made me bite my lip, wondering what Sasha and Tyla and possibly even their men had thought of that. I was already aware I would have a million questions to answer.But I’d just be honest. I’d run into a classmate, and when I’d spotted Shaun in the crowd, I’d asked him to bring me home. Enough said. They’d totally understand.Sure.Things had been stilted and moody when I’d fetched him a blanket and pillow to sleep on. After he’d used the bathroom, I hadn’t checked on him again or even told him goodnight, which felt w
Someone who really loves you sees what a mess you can be, how moody you can get, how hard you are to handle, but still wants you. —Unknown“Where the hell were you last night?”I paused, half inside the back door where I was entering my house. From the other side of the kitchen, Noel arched an eyebrow as if he were pissed.I frowned, confused. “I texted and told you. Didn’t you get my message?” He’d been uptight lately, yeah, but he’d never cared if I’d stayed out all night before, not as long as I always checked in.“All you said was that you were helping a friend and might not make it home until morning.”“Yeah, well…that’s all I did,” I answered slowly. “And I didn’t make it home until morning, so…” About as soon as I spoke, though, I noticed the strain around his mouth and eyes. He looked beat, physically and emotionally. “Did you need me?” I hedged.“No,” he answered too quickly and glanced away, retreating a step before placing a protective hand on the counter next to a bed
I won’t abandon you, and you can damn well know that I’m going to fight for you. —UnknownI was still in a daze as I watched Colton race from the lecture hall.I couldn’t believe what I’d done, but I didn’t regret it. The moment our shocked gazes had clashed after my tongue had claimed his skin, I’d been zapped with this surge of energy. He’d stared back almost as if he’d been afraid as if his entire future had just been laid out for him, whether he liked it or not, as if he realized he was mine now.It was a powerful, almost overwhelming sensation. I sat, shell-shocked for the first half of the hour. Then I’d finally dared a sidelong glance his way only to find that he was still frozen with his own shock. For some reason, that made me feel better. I wasn’t the only one who knew something momentous had just happened. But apparently, I did seem to be the only one who needed to know what the momentous thing was.I don’t think I’d ever seen a guy run away from me like that before. It
I just want you, that’s all. All your flaws, mistakes, sales, giggles, jokes, sarcasm, everything. I just want you. —UnknownHe only dragged me a few steps before reality struck home. “Wait, Colton. Wait!” I dug my feet in, stopping us.He jerked to a halt and turned to me, looking distinctly in pain. I knew exactly how he felt, but one of us needed to be practical here.“This is crazy,” I said, the God’s honest truth. Besides… “A quickie on campus is not going to cut it.”“Fuck,” he whispered and blew out a harried breath. “You’re right.” Chewing on his bottom lip, he glanced around us. I could practically see his mind spinning as he tried to think up a way around our dilemma.But all I could do was watch his teeth sink repeatedly into the fleshy fullness of his lip.“Stop,” I croaked, holding up a hand. “Stop chewing on your lip like that.”“What?”When he paused mid-chew, his eyebrows crinkled in confusion, I confessed, “It’s sexy as hell and not helping the situation at all
When you find someone who can make you laugh, smile, grow, lust, want, crave, feel, make you mad but happy, keep that. That’s euphoria. —UnknownI swear, little aftershocks kept afflicting my pussy after Colton had walked me to my car. If I could’ve driven to my apartment with crossed legs, I would have. It was all just so bizarre. I felt completely sated and pretty much ready to nap a month away, and yet I was wired and giddy for more, knowing we were going to continue this in minutes.Minutes!I’d get to feel him inside me and finally wrap my legs around his hips as he spiked himself deep.With another shudder, I pulled into the parking lot outside my building and jammed my fist against my stomach when his souped-up red pickup pulled in and stopped beside my Camry.Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.I closed my eyes and jumped when I heard his truck door slam. Then his footsteps echoed throughout the interior of my car as he walked around to my driver’s side. The door opened.“Second
A true relationship is two imperfect people refusing to give up on each other. —UnknownAfter he cleaned himself up and returned to the bed, we lay prone on our backs, side by side and stared up at the ceiling together for I don’t know how long, but it felt like eons that I just gaped at nothing and thought holy shit, what just happened?I mean, my body still hummed from how hard and long I’d come, and I was sure I should be over the afterglow by now. But I was ready for more, eager for more, craving it like some kind of drug addict.I blew out a breath and muttered, “Well, that didn’t get shit out of my system.”Next to me, Colton grumbled his agreement. “Nope,” he muttered before he cursed and scrubbed his face. “Dammit. I guess this means once won’t be enough for us.”Rolling onto my side, I gaped at him. “What do you mean once won’t be enough?” I shoved his arm, more scared he was right than actually angry about it. “You fucking asshole. You promised me once would do the trick
A relationship: where you instantly miss each other right after being together. —UnknownI felt weird the next day. I wanted to text Julianna, call her, go see her, spend the entire day inside her. I knew she said she had to work today, but that wouldn’t be until this evening. She probably had all morning and early afternoon free. If I’d played my cards right, I could’ve spent that entire time in her bed.But, no. It kind of freaked me out how badly I wanted to be with her. So I refrained from all contact.Okay, mostly all contact. I’d had to send her one message first thing this morning.FROM COLTON: 60 more hours.You know, just so she wouldn’t forget she’d made an arrangement with me and wouldn’t try to schedule something else Monday night. It was just a reminder, not any kind of hi-how-are-you-I-miss-you-I-want-back-inside-you bullshit. No. Definitely not.But my heart still skipped into overdrive when I saw that she’d read the message and was typing out a reply.When only t
Absence makes the heart grow fonder. —Sextus PropertiusI only received those three text messages from Colton on Saturday morning. I don’t know how, but they kept me full of hope and promise and excitement throughout the entire day, and yet they didn’t…because I wanted more from him.It was like reading a really good book. I wanted to rush through it because I wanted it all now, and yet I wanted to draw it out and make it last for as long as possible because I didn’t want it to end.The damn boy was conflicting my heart.I ignored the little warning bells clanging in the back of my mind, telling me how bad it was to count on and look forward to my next encounter with him because it wasn’t serious between us, we weren’t starting anything long-term. But I didn’t want to think about that. So I didn’t.I was still rocking my afterglow all through Saturday. I even smiled during karaoke night at the bar. And I smiled as I fell asleep that night when I got home from work.The next morni