Breakfast was a bit awkward,but I ignored Orion who kept glaring at me and then grunting when Annalise elbowed him in the ribs. The rest of the day I spent with Lukas, and his promise of sledding still stood.
He had this endearing…maybe annoying habit of pulling my beanie down over my eyes. It’s annoying that I had to take thething off to fix my hair, so it wasn’t in my face. It’s endearing because he always followed it with a kiss on my nose.
I huffed as I pulled the green knit off my head and pushed my hair out of my face. He grinned at me.
“I’m going to shove you face first down the hill.”
“Well, we are here to go sledding, so…”
His smile was wide and bright and I wondered if anything bothered him. Sometimes he felt too good to be true and I wasn’t sure how to act. I wasn’t sure if I should fall all in, or hold some part of myself back. That didn’t feel fair to either of us and whatever this was building and blooming between us. But I was starting to get the feeling that if something were to happen, I wouldn’t recover from it.
“Plastic sled or toboggan?” A young guy asked.
He grinned at me and the smile dropped as Lukas threw his arm around my shoulder. I discreetly pinched his thigh at the show of possessiveness.
“Either, as long as we can ride down in tandem,” he said.
The guy handed Lukas the rope to a wooden sled, and I let him drag the both of us to the top of the hill.
“You know, caveman doesn’t suit you,” I said, while sitting down near the front.
“Sweetheart, you haven’t seen caveman. When you do, I think you’ll feel much differently.”
He sat down behind me and then pulled me close so that my hips nestled between his denim clad thighs and my back was pressed against his front. His legs caged mine on either side, and his arms came around me, holding the rope so we’d be able to steer this thing.
Sledding was one of those things I did as a kid, but for as much as the ride down was fun, the hike back up was only worth about one or two runs. Then it was just tedious and exhausting.
I felt his lips next to my ear. “When I go caveman, you’ll be on your hands and knees, and I will be pounding into you so deep and hard from behind you’ll still feel me the next day.”
I sucked in a sharp breath and squeezed my thighs together trying to quell the pulse that had just kicked into high drive between my legs.
“I’ll have one hand fisted in your hair, and my other will alternate between your throat and your clit. And you won’t stop coming until I say you can.”
“Holy shit,” I said, in a breath of air that whooshed from my lungs.
He chuckled, and I could feel him pressed against my ass. He pressed a kiss to my temple, and used his heels and momentum to send us over the edge and down the hill. He whooped and I laughed. The wind threatened to steal my cap, so I reached up to hold onto it. One of his arms banded around my middle as the cold air stung our cheeks.
We came to a crashing, tumbling halt as Lukas jerked the rope too hard causing the steering mechanism to jolt. I laid in the snow laughing, clutching my hat. I used it to wipe the tears off my face. Lukas made a noise that sounded like a mix between a groan and a laugh and I lost it again. I rolled over to see him only a foot or two away, sprawled on his back.
“I thought you said you knew how to steer these things,” I said, laughing.
Snow flurries started to fall from the sky. Sticking my tongue out, I tried catching one.
Lukas sat up, and I turned my head to look at him. He wascoveredin snow. His nose and cheeks were tinged pink. His eyes were bright with mirth and my breath caught in my chest.
He crawled over, his hands in the snow on either side of my head, hovering his body over mine.
“What are you thinking, pretty girl?” he asked.
So many things. I searched his gaze, not entirely sure what I was looking for, but knowing on some inexplicable level that this man right here…I swallowed hard, and leaned up to kiss him.
I felt him smile against my lips before pressing me down and kissing me back.
“What was that for?” he asked, his forehead pressed against mine.
“For everything. For making the voices in my head go quiet, and for just being you.” I whispered.
A soft smile crinkled the corners of his eyes, and he pressed his lips against mine again.
