Chapter 7

“Kee, we can’t. My mom and Bay will be home in the next hour or so,” I said, but still allowing him to kiss me down my chest.

He started to slow his speed and buttoned my shirt back up. He fixed my hair and pulled me closer to him.

“I missed you so much. You have to excuse my excitement babe,” he said looking down and giggling a bit.

“It’s ok Kee, I missed you too. But remember we said we would save that moment for when we both are ready!” I reminded him.

He kissed me, stifling my words. His hands reading the outline of my body slowly. Then he kissed my forehead.

“Brees, I wasn’t trying to do anything more than we have already done, I promise,” he reassured me, lifting my chin with one finger so I could see right into his baby blue eyes.

He looked so sincere. I felt his love in every word, touch and kiss. He helped me get down off of the counter top and we went outside to lay on the hammock in the backyard. We have gotten it down to a science now.

“So you and Jagger have gotten really close,” he said, stroking my hair as I lay on his chest.

“I mean yeah. But Case and I are just being nice. She doesn’t have any friends here,” I said defensively.

“Oh babe, I didn’t mean it in a bad way. I know you and Casey are besties. I think it's super chill of you two to hang with her this summer. I know I’ve been busy with the LSU playbook and with meetings. I’m sorry about that,” Keegan said, kissing the top of my head.

I hugged him tightly, inhaling his cologne. I loved being with him so much. So why then, can I only think about Jagger lately? The way her blonde ponytail hits the back of her tan shoulders as she runs for the ball. The way she pushes her hair back before putting on her ball cap. The way she gently touched my cheek with her soft fingertips.

I shook off the thought. Get it together Brees. Keegan is your boy. This is your dream relationship. You can’t throw that all away for a girl that isn’t even interested in you romantically. She wasn’t right? She wasn’t into me romantically? Jagger Saunter had my head spinning and she didn’t even know it.

I tried to focus more on Keegan. I kissed his neck as we lay on the hammock. His breathing got heavy and he rubbed my back. I found his mouth with my tongue and gently licked around the outside of his lips. He squeezed me tighter.

“Oh. Brees,” he moaned.

Our tongues moved boldly around one another. We were comfortable, content and in love. The sun painted the morning sky with its vibrant hue. The birds sang us a beautiful melody as we showed our affection.

Keegan slowly ended our kiss with an elongated press of his lips to mine.

“What’s wrong Kee,” I asked, wanting to continue.

“Oh baby, nothing is wrong. Everything is right, but if we keep kissing this way I’m going to have to carry you upstairs to your room,” he laughed, stroking my cheek.

“Yeah, that was getting a little hot and heavy,” I said, resting my head on his chest.

I could feel his heart beating super fast. It reassured me that whatever butterflies Jagger had given me, meant nothing and Keegan and I were stronger than ever.