Jillian moaned my name as her hands found their way into my hair, her hips bumping up against mine. “You’re a liar, Hutch Kelly,” she whimpered as I nipped and teased the hard bud with my teeth. “God, that feels amazing.”
I slid my hands underneath Jillian’s ass. “I believe I owe you a little something, Jills,” I murmured as I kissed my way across her chest. “After I rudely passed out on you last night.”
After we orally pleasured one another, showered, and ordered some takeout from Angry Egg, we talked about Jillian’s plans for next weekend. She told me that she and her mother were leaving on Friday afternoon for New York, but she would be home by Sunday.
“I’m not going to class.” She laced her fingers through mine and brought our hands up to her mouth so she could kiss the top of mine. “You’re okay with that, right?”
I nodded. “I’ll be fine,” I assured her, although my stomach knotted at the thought. We’d been spending every single free minute together lately. I wasn’t sure how ready I was to go back to an empty apartment even for a little while.
Jillian twisted her body so that she was facing me. “Hey, maybe you can do something with Patrick. Just him, not Jo. You guys could hang out, watch a movie, or whatever.” She squeezed my knee. “We’ll text, FaceTime, of course, but do something with your brother.” She smiled at me, but I already knew I wouldn’t do that. I would watch a movie alone or a NASCAR race. It’s what I always did.
“Maybe.” I placed my hand over hers.
“Don’t do that.”
“I’m not doing anything.”
Jillian rolled her eyes. “You are, Hutch.” She stood up, but I grabbed her and yanked her onto my lap. “Let go,” she insisted.
“Jills.” I pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear. “I’ll be okay, I promise. Pat and I don’t normally hang out like that very much. I’m not going to invade his time with his girlfriend. I want to be available for you.” She folded her arms across her chest, but when I pressed my face into her neck, she sighed and relaxed. “Don’t go falling for any hot ballet dancers on me.”
Jillian spun around so that she was straddling me. “You’re the only one for me, Hutch.” She dragged her thumb across my bottom lip.
***
Friday night
Jillian:We’re here! This place is huge! So many buildings.
Hutch:Pic or didn’t happen.
Jillian:*sends picture of self with skyscraper in background*
Hutch:I was only kidding, Jills. You looking beautiful. Thanks for the picture.
Jillian:*blushing emoji*
Hutch:Having fun?
Jillian:Met my roommate. I am not kidding. Her name is Madison.
Hutch:I know you said you were not kidding, but seriously?
Jillian:Wish I were.
Hutch:Besties for life.
Jillian:Why do I find it so funny that you used the word bestie?
Hutch:Because I’m so manly?
Jillian:You’re adorable. You know that, right?
Hutch:*blushing emoji*
Jillian:Gotta go, but I’ll call you later.
Saturday morning
