I blew air into a fist and laughed after reading that.
Me:Baby, I was born this wayB-)
Rina:I do not doubt it:’)
I shivered at the cold and stepped closer to the door.
May God damn the damn snow.
Me:I’m freezing; come get me•´ ? ,•`
Rina:Coming, hold on!
Me:Yay! My savior???
I slid my phone back into my pocket, just as the front door opened and I was pulled inside by a grinning Rina.
She didn’t even let me get a breath out before she pressed our bodies together and began kissing me.
I moaned into her mouth.
Christ, her warmth feltsogood against the chill I was experiencing. Her tongue felt so good; her touch felt so fuckingnice. And she smelledamazing, too – like marshmallows and chocolate and desire.
Rina pulled back, much to my dismay, and quickly locked the door.
I took off my shoes and hid them under the carpet behind the coatrack.
We’d come up with the idea after realizing that there was a chance Mr. Ribeiro could walk into the kitchen one of these nights and discover my shoes by the threshold. Because the coatrack was in a corner and provided ample shadow behind it, Rina and I’d decided to hide my shoes there.
I didn’t like that we had to do all of this – the sneaking and hiding – but there was nothing else we could do until her grandfather came to his senses. It wasn’t like I could go on a run with her. We were educated people, and all we wanted was for someone important in Rina’s life to acknowledge her happiness and support her in it. So, until that miracle occurred, we’dhave to pretend we were characters from one of Shakespeare’s romantic plays or something.
Rina took my hand in hers and dragged me to her bedroom, and I tried my hardest not to trip and fall in the process of following her as my socked feet kept slipping against the hardwood floor.
Once we were safe inside her room, I took off my coat and beanie and threw them on the plush chair to the right.
Rina slowly clicked the lock shut, and just as she turned, I wrapped her in my arms and all but crashed our lips together.
Who says making out is off-fashion for adults? I find the act to be just as hot and necessary as sex, if not more.Especiallywhen your partner tastes and feels like Rina does.
I began pulling her silk shirt over her head, but stopped when I remembered…
“Wait.” I was panting, and so was she. “I wanna tell you something.”
What’d happened at the café had been the highlight of my day, and the only reason I hadn’t texted her about it was because I wanted to tell her everything in person.
What?Rina signed.
“Let’s sit.” I walked her over to her bed, and after the two of us settled in – cross-legged, face-to-face – I told Rina about Annabeth.
“I’m…I’m so damn happy, Rina,” I said without restraint, and then laughed. “I’ve been bubbling with emotions the entire day, waiting to talk to you about this, and now that I have, I feel…good.” I grinned at her, and found her looking at me with so much joy on her face that I couldn’t help but lean in and kiss her.
She fisted her right hand with the thumb sticking out. She then used the thumb to trace a path up the middle of her chest, and went on to point at herself first, then me, to say,I’m proud of you. And that right there – that meantsofucking much to me.
“None of this would’ve been possible without you,” I told her, and when she shook her head, I took her hands in mine. “Listento me, Rina.”
She blinked and inhaled softly.
“If I hadn’t met you, I never would’ve known what it’s like to feel this accomplished at something I never even knew I could be good at,” I began. “I know it isn’t exactly a huge deal, but formeit is a monumental one. Every moment I spent with Annabeth today made me realize how important bringing her momentary relief and comfort was to me. When I first saw her, she looked lost and frustrated, but when I said goodbye to her, the smile she gave me – it made me wannaburst.” I sniffed and squeezed Rina’s hands. “Thank you for inspiring me; thank you for being so damn special. I don’t wanna say I’ll owe you one for the rest of my life, but I will, and there’s no changing that.”
