Darren and I didn’t end up doing much studying. He was too much fun to talk to. We found ourselves going on about Gone With the Wind for at least 3 hours before he noticed we hadn’t done any homework. I told him that I would much rather talk about anything other than chemistry. He laughed and put his hand on my thigh in a way too intimate for friends.
I felt the urge to wrap my legs around him and kiss him hard and deep and sure. I must have looked at his lips too intensely because the corners of his mouth went up into a smile. He laughed and I felt myself lean forward into it.I knew that it was too much, I knew that I was acting ridiculous. I barely knew this man but things felt so easy with us.He told me about his high school swim team, and how he missed them. He told me about his little sister who had outgrown him, and how frustrating it was to be the little big brother. He told me about his family dog and going swimming on his family’s ranch in Tennessee. He promised me that he would take me there for spring break if I wanted to go see it and of course, I jumped at the thought of spending more time together. I secretly enjoyed that he was so certain we would still be friends next semester when we might not have classes together.By the time he was done telling me about the catfish in his family’s pond I realized that it was almost 9 o’clock, and I had a 30 minute walk home in the dark now. I cursed myself looking at my watch, and Darren did the same, insisting that I eat something before I left. He showed me his collection of two different types of cup o noodle and I laughed and told him I’d get something on campus.“The dining hall closes at 9, you might not make it.” He warns me, wiggling the cup o noodle seductively.I inform him that I’ll be fine with a small giggle and we start for the door at the same time. He opens it for me as I curtsey and we both laugh. He walks me all the way out to the parking lot and then stops at the concrete, fishing in his pockets. I start walking away waving goodbye when gets a confused look across his face. “where are you going?”“Ummmm… I’m going home, it’s late.” “Yeah it’s late, get in my Subaru silly'' my face lights up with understanding, “I didn’t know you had a car! I thought first year students weren’t allowed to have them!” “I’m a second year student” he says smugly and opens the door of the gray sedan we had been standing in front of.The first thing he asks me when he gets into the car is if I like jack in the box. I honestly tell him no, but he looks sad and I pretend to be joking. I regret this when he pulls into a jack in the box and asks me what I want to eat. We place our orders and get our food, but wait to eat until he has parked in front of my dorm. We eat and chat for a little bit longer when he offered to walk me upstairs to my dorm. I tell him it’s more of a long elevator ride that a walk and he gives me a serious face “you never know what kind of creep might be waiting to hurt you in an elevator, it’s dangerous out there” he can’t keep a straight face for long but still seems to think his joke reason is good enough to walk to my door with me and carry my backpack.As Darren stands in front of me, I can feel my heart racing. We've only known each other for a week, but there's something about him that makes me feel alive. He's confident, funny, and smart, and every time I'm around him, I feel like I'm in a dream. I start to ask him for my bag when he interrupts me, looking very different than he had before."Cassie, there's something I need to tell you," Darren says, his voice confident and strong. "I know we've only known each other for a short time, but I can't stop thinking about you. Every time I'm with you, my heart races, and I feel like I'm the luckiest guy in the world."I can feel my cheeks burning as Darren's words sink in. Is he about to tell me he loves me? We've only known each other for a week, that's not enough time to fall in love, is it?"I know this might sound crazy, but I think I'm in love with you," Darren says, and my eyes widen in shock. I can't believe what I'm hearing. He's so bold and confident, and I feel so shy and inexperienced in comparison."I don't expect you to feel the same way, but I had to tell you. I had to let you know how I feel," Darren continues, taking my hand in his.I can't find the words to respond, and I feel like a deer caught in headlights. I'm not sure how I feel about him yet, and I'm not sure how to react to such a bold declaration of love."I don't know what to say," I finally manage to say, my voice barely above a whisper. "I like you, Darren, but love? I don't know if I'm ready for that."Darren's face falls slightly, and I can see the disappointment in his eyes. He must have expected me to reciprocate his feelings, but I'm just not there yet."I understand, Cassie," he says, his voice softening. "I don't expect you to feel the same way, but I had to tell you. I want to be honest with you, and I want to see where this goes."I look up at him, and I can see the sincerity there. He's not pushing me, he's not demanding anything from me. He's just being honest, and that's something I can appreciate."I want to see where this goes too, Darren," I say, smiling at him. "I don't know what the future holds, but I know that I enjoy spending time with you, and I want to get to know you better."Darren's face lights up again, and I feel a rush of relief. Maybe we're not on the same page yet, but we're both willing to see where this goes. And who knows? Maybe I'll fall in love with him too, someday.I’m in my bed, lazily sleeping in, when I roll onto Darren. He cradles me softly in his arms and tucks me into his body. I mew ask he strokes my hair and whispers soft words to me, how beautiful I am, how soft my skin is, how sexy the way my back dips in just before my ass. I hum as thick, calloused fingers drag down my long hair until they touch my lower back, bare, warm, his touch feels so soft, but makes my skin hotter than it’s ever felt before. I moan again and he laughs at me.“You have no idea how good I can make you feel”He grins mischievously and the only thing I know for certain is that I cannot wait to find out.“Show me then”I smile at him confident, feeling brave despite my nudity. I crane my neck up and kiss him softly then harder and harder. My hands find his hair as he deepens the kiss and rolls me onto my back. He smiles, mischievous, and presses me into the bed, his hands around the softest area of my stomach, and lowers himself between my legs to start at the plac
I felt all of the blood drain from my face as I stared at the screen. Someone had been in my room. Something must have gone wrong in my brain, because I soon found myself on the floor. I decided I must be dead because there was an angel grabbing me, shaking me. Must be trying to teach me to fly. It felt wrong though, that the angel was crying, I must be doing so bad that I’ve made her job hard, I didn’t want to be a bad student.“I’m sorry, Angel” I manage to say despite the swirling pool of unconscious grasping at my tongue. I tried to stand but the swirling only got worse. I fell into the angel's pretty auburn hair and sighed at the smell of apples.She pulled me through the doorway with her shirt over her nose and kicked the door shut behind us. The fog in my brain quickly began to clear. I shook my head trying to clean the rest out of it and looked into Rita’s panicked eyes. “Was that written in blood?” Rita asked. I only blinked at her in response. There had been no angel dra
I stood in front of the dorm building and shook my body out, hoping it looked like I was just getting ready for a run, and not trying to shake off my anxiety. My palms felt sweaty and my shoes felt too tight to my feet. I was running my finger along the inside of the shoe when the sense of calm that only accompanies one person's physical presence brings me.Darren pulls me into a hug faster than I can stop him. His chest smells beachy and warm, and the soft cotton of his shirt comforts my face. I have already forgotten everything that has happened and I wrap my arms around him too, sighing as he breathes in my hair. It feels too nice to be held by him, and he has to let go of me. I look at his running outfit and shake my head to clear out the fog that fills it everytime he smiles at me. We’re here to run and he could be a psychopath. “Last one to the dining hall has to buy lunch” I say and see a smile take over his face. He was too handsome to make things easy for me.I immediately
He reaches for my hand and grips me softly. His eyes never look away from mine as he steps closer. He leans in and I close my eyes as we finally connect.His kiss heats me up from my stomach. He curls our fingers together and he tilts his chin away from me, keeping our foreheads connected. He sighs and I place my hand on the back of his neck in a familiar way. Only it isn’t familiar to me, I have only touched a man like this in my dreams.My dream of Darren flashes to my mind and I flush, suddenly embarrassed. Darren notices my change and pulls away to look at me, holding my shoulders in place. He scans my face, worried that I’m not enjoying the kiss and sees my blush. He grins and tries to kiss me again but can’t stop smiling long enough to pucker his lips. His laugh pulls one out of me as well, and we stand close enough to kiss again, laughing at each other’s embarrassment. It doesn’t last long though, and we connect again, this kiss feels even sweeter than the first somehow, and my
Darren topples over, clearly he hadn’t been expecting 120 pounds of semi-nude woman to fall on him. I picked up my towel before he could get the chance to see me and I’m up and at my closet door before he ever finds out what hit him. His face looks quizzical when he finally raises it, and looks sheepishly around. I can’t help but giggle at his silly response.His eyes find me and realization dawns on his face, quickly followed by concern. “Are you alright?” He asks, rising from the floor and coming towards me. I giggle again and inform him that I am the one who hurt him. He flexes his bicep and makes a silly face “Nothing can hurt me Babydoll, I’m made of steel” he flexes at me again before we both dissolve into laughter.“I have to get dressed now so you’d better head out of my room” I stick my tongue out at him. “What I don’t get to stay? Are there no boyfriend privileges?” “Boyfriend privileges are earned, now get out before I throw you out!” I suddenly remember who is in the hall
Darren and I kiss for a while longer, but he never lets me have any more than that, and promises to me that we will not until I have convinced him that I’m ready. I pout about this for much longer than should’ve been allowed, but his kisses really soften the blow. I start to get dressed and sigh at Darren, holding up my soaking panties with one finger. He flashes me a devilish smile and laughs “you broke up my matching set!” I say, fake upset. “I guess you just don’t get to wear underwear tonight then.” He says, wiggling his eyebrows in my direction. “Yeah then you have to wear those!” I tell him as I throw them at him. I pull a much less sexy pair from my drawer, and place them on.“Absolutely not.” he says with a pained face. I snicker at him and slip on a layered sundress. He groans and says “not the sundress!” He tosses his hands over his eyes “You’re too beautiful I’m going blind!” He falls over dramatically onto the bed while I shake my head at his silliness. I pull my hair in
“So how exactly are you going to show me again?” I look at him pointedly. “It’s kind of complicated.” He says. We walk down the hallway to his door. I look at him. He still doesn’t say anything else. “Okayyy.” I say, nodding my head slowly. “So it’s complicated, how about you tell me how old you really are then Drac?” He sighs and looks down as he unlocks the door. “Is that nickname going to stick?” He asks with his arms crossed. “I don’t know, are you going to hurt me, Drac?” I open my mouth to exaggerate the C sound and he turns to look at me when I’ve finished. His face looks like a kicked puppy.“Of course I would never hurt you! You’re the most important thing in my life now!” He says, his voice softening at the end. He looks at me, with all the vulnerability of a child asking for his mothers’ attention. I wonder what has happened to him to make him feel this way. The door opens and he gestures for me to go inside. A mass of black fur runs from a bedroom into Darren’s arms. Dar
My eyes close and I shake my head. “You still haven’t convinced me that vampires are real and now you want to convince me that I AM one?” My voice starts to raise. Darren looks upset at me. I do not care right now.“Don’t you feel the bond between us?” He asks the pavement. I look down as well, and feel Louise tugging at the leash to keep us moving. “This mate thing you keep talking about… is it like Jacob and Renesmee?” I asked. “I don’t know who those people are.” I laugh, “Twilight, you old man” a look passes over his face as he tries to remember which character did what, “Oh! The demon baby and the werewolf?” I laugh at his description and nod. “I don’t really know that much about Twilight,” he confesses, “I just saw that you had the poster in your room, so I tried to impress you.” I look at his face, and see all of the vulnerability I have come to love on his face. We are both blushing. I turn backwards as we walk and poke his chest softly “You had a crush on me!” I sing to him