“Do you even have to ask me?”
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Ihad started to skipmy Saturday morning workouts. Mostly because I didn’t want to untangle myself from Jillian and leave her alone. I liked waking up with her in my arms. She was so warm, so soft, and just perfect. I stared at her as she slept. Unable to resist the urge, I brushed a piece of hair from her forehead and pressed a kiss to her temple.
If I wasn’t in love with Jillian before, I certainly was now.
Last night had been...more than I could have imagined. After the first time we dry humped, we did it again, ordered a pizza from Ocean View Pizza, and did it again while we waited for the delivery guy. I might be addicted to the feeling of her wet pussy gliding over my shaft, but I could only imagine what it might be like to stick my dick inside her for the real deal.
“Is that your dick I feel pressed up against my ass, Hutch?” Jillian giggled as she turned to face me. “I should go brush my teeth.” She covered her mouth with her hand just as I reached down to lace our fingers together.
“Why?” I whispered before I slid my mouth against hers. “Your breath smells amazing.”
Jillian snorted. “Liar.” She tried to get up, but I held her tighter.
“I know you’re leaving soon, but I want to make this work.”
Her face grew serious. “Hutch, let’s not do this now.”
“You don’t want to make this work?” My stomach dropped. Did she not feel the same way? Were we just casually messing around?
She shook her head. “Wait.” Jillian flung the blankets off to hurry from the bed and I heard the door shut as she finished her morning routine.
Shit, she was going to dump my ass. Maybe I should have fucked her like she had wanted. My hands were tugging at my hair without me even realizing it as Jillian walked back out and climbed up next to me.
“We can, you know, fuck if you want,” I muttered without looking up.
Her hand came out to swat my arm. “Hutch Kelly.” She said my name as if I had gotten in trouble in school. It might have been hot if I wasn’t so worried about her leaving me. What my life would be like when she was gone.
“Stop,” she said, climbing up onto my lap, and grabbed at my wrists to stop me from pulling out my hair. “Don’t do that to yourself, baby.” She soothed my hair down around my head. “I want to make this work. I like you so much.” Her cheeks flushed pink. “Hutch, I can’t imagine my life without you.” When she got all flustered like that, it was such a turn-on. It was something that didn’t happen a lot.
“You like me.”
“Hutch.”
“I like you too, Jills, but—”
Jillian cupped my face in her hands. “I don’t know why you find that so hard to believe.” Her green eyes, flecked with bits of orange and brown pieces, searched my face. “You’re so damn amazing. This beautiful human that I want to know everything about.” She dragged her teeth across her bottom lip as if she wanted to say something else, but didn’t. “I have to go away next weekend for orientation. I leave on Friday night, but I’ll be back on Sunday afternoon.”
I stared at Jillian as her words began to sink in. She was leaving next weekend. “Going away?”
She nodded. “Just until Sunday though.”
I gripped her hips and pressed my forehead against hers. “Jillian, I don’t...do you have to?” I felt like I might be having a panic attack as fear burned through me like wildfire.
“Orientation is kind of important. You won’t even know I’m gone,” she assured me. “We can text and talk on the phone when I’m not busy. I get to meet my teachers, my roommates.” I stiffened in her arms at the mention of her meeting others. “Hutch, don’t get upset.”
I tried to relax, but I couldn’t. Jillian was going to be gone for a couple of days. There would be other guys there. Ones that were into the same things she was into, and that could mean she might meet someone else. Someone more suited for her. “Maybe this isn’t such a good idea,” I lied.
Jillian pulled back. “What?” Her voice shook. “Hutch, it’s just an orientation.” She tried to make me face her, but I shook my head. “Baby, we’re a good idea. We’re a damn great idea,” she reminded me.
“I should go workout.” If I looked at Jillian right now, I would break. I would apologize for being an asshole, which I was, and admit that she’s right to go to her school thing. Maybe we were a bad idea like everyone in Ocean View kept trying to tell us.
Jillian climbed from my lap. “You’re not being fair.”
“Life isn’t fair, Jillian.”
She sat there while I changed into my workout gear, both of us silent.
