I didn’t want to bore him with any of my personal stuff, so I shrugged. “It was okay.”
“I wish I could’ve stayed in Dublin. I mean, this place is cool, I suppose, but it doesn’t quite feel like home.”
“I bet Ireland is beautiful.”
“It is. Maybe one day you’ll get to go there and experience it for yourself.”
It was very doubtful, but I didn’t tell him that. I smiled politely at him. “Maybe. As you can see, I’m okay now, so you should head back to your party.”
“I’m actually enjoying my talk with you more than being there,” he said, and I almost sensed a genuineness in it.
It gave me pause, and as I looked up at him, I was only now starting to notice how devastatingly handsome he was with razor-sharp cheekbones, ice blue eyes, and a blonde quaff that I wanted to run my hands through. Not sure where that came from, I dropped my gaze, which proved to be even worse for me. Wearing a T-shirt that clung to his taut frame, I could see the imprint of his abs under the shirt. The last thing I wanted to do was get caught gawking at him, so I turned away completely.
“You really should get back to the party. I’m sure the others are looking for you.”
“I’m not in charge of the alcohol, and there are enough horny bodies down there to distract each other. I doubt anyone even knows I’m gone.”
“Well, still...”
I started to fidget because this was the longest conversation I’d ever had with a guy that wasn’t a teacher or in the medical profession. I tucked a curly swath of hair behind one ear only for it to fall back against my face as soon as I let it go. Reaching for it, I was about to try it again when Cillian beat me to it.
“Here, let me,” he said.
I froze in that moment and closed my eyes as his large hand brushed against my cheek as he tucked the hair behind my ear, and this time, it would stay in place. I shivered, and I doubted it had anything to do with the coolness in the air. It had everything to do with this man.
“Do I make you nervous?” he asked me.
“Honestly, yes. I’m trying to figure out your angle because all guys have one.”
“I don’t.”
“So, you say. If you think I’m going to sleep with you, I’m not that kind of girl, no matter what the others...ahh...what they may say or think about me.”
“I never thought that for a minute. At first, I just wanted to make sure you were okay because the guys were being dicks back there, but now...”
“N-Now what?” I stammered in question.
“Now, I want to stay and learn more about you.”
“What do you want to know?”
“Anything and everything you’re willing to tell me.”
EIGHT MONTHS LATER
Iarrived at our meeting place before Reagan had, so I did my best to keep out of view. Just after midnight, this was the usual time that we would meet. A lot had happened in the last eight months between us, and it had been mostly good. From the night I had sought her out to apologize for the other’s treatment of her, I had become more enchanted with her every passing day.
Reagan was unlike any other girl I had ever known, and I had fallen madly in love with her over the last several months. It’d been hard to get to know one another when we were relegated to sneaking around, but we had made time for each other whenever we could. When together in person, we would always make the most of that time, choosing to text in secret just to talk.
It had been that way for the last two months. Reagan had been a virgin, and it was on this very dock that I had taken her virginity from her. The night had been perfect. We’d also admitted our love for one another as we lay under those stars in each other’s arms. I hadn’t truly considered what life would belike with her until then, and now I could think of little else. She was my person. One of these days, I would publicly claim her, then I could spend the rest of my life with her.
Tonight was a bit different than that first night together, as it was unusually cool. Summer would be here soon, but there were still a few colder nights to contend with, and tonight was one of those. I had thought ahead though and made sure to include an extra blanket for us. Once I had held her in my arms and was balls deep inside of her, none of these outside elements would matter. They never did.
“Where are you?” I muttered aloud to myself as I looked back toward her cottage.
All the lights were out, which was par for the course. With her mother being the headmistress, it was frowned upon for her daughter to hook up with the students, especially seeing as she didn’t attend the school herself. And there was a lot more to it than just that, too. Pretty much all of the students here hailed from money. This private boarding school tucked away in the Adirondack Mountains was very affluent, and with money came a prejudice I cared nothing about. Others did, and she would be considered beneath all of us, even if that was my preferred spot for her to literally be.
My cock hardened even more as I anticipated the moment she would arrive. I wanted to be inside of her so badly. I had jacked myself off for several nights now, but her pussy would be what wrung my seed from me tonight, and not my calloused hand. I could’ve been in someone else’s bed right now if it was just about the physical. With Reagan, I loved her so there was an emotional aspect that no one else could provide. I needed no one else but her as I planned to marry her upon graduation.
