I raise my head to make eye contact with him. “I’m sorry my mom keeps bringing up Will. I never want to hurt you.”
He kisses the top of my head. “I don’t care about him. I only care about you. We have enough demons. Let’s not worry about someone our mothers are talking about.”
I tug on his shirt, pulling him closer. “I agree.”
He braces his hand on the door by my head, his face inches from mine. “You’re irresistible,” he says against my lips. “I can’t wait to touch you, Olive.”
He reaches for the hem of my skirt.
I gasp. “J, what…”
“Shh.” He slowly lifts my skirt up over my thigh until it reaches my hip. “This will be quick.”
When his hand sneaks underneath the band of my underwear, I clutch at his arm. “Hurry,” I beg him. “I’ve been dying for you the entire dinner.”
Two fingers enter me, and I sink my teeth into Jenson’s shoulder to muffle my cries. His thumb circles me while he moves his fingers in and out in an erotic motion that makes my legs shake.
“I’m going to…I can’t…”Hold myself up anymore.
Jenson shifts so he can wrap his arm around my waist, holding me close as he continues to pump his fingers into me.
I come so fast I can’t contain my moans, and I chant his name into his shirt as I climax.
“You’re going to get us in trouble,” I whisper after I finally regain the ability to stand without my knees buckling.
Jenson helps me fix my skirt. “I’m getting tired of hiding,” he says. “I nearly lost it out there. I really almost told them.”
I widen my eyes. “Just now?”
He nods. “I wouldn’t do that without talking to you first, of course. And I know it’s not quite the right time, and I don’t want to get suckered into it just because their cluelessness is driving me mad. But listening to them drone on about potential dates for us…”
“It’s maddening,” I agree.
“So,” he says, looking at me closely. “Sorry we still haven’t gotten a chance to talk. But of course things didn’t work out the way we hoped on Saturday. I got those calls, your mom called and left that super long message, the delivery guy dropped off a package…”
Silence fills the tiny bathroom.
I put my hand in his. “I hope we aren’t going to put a lot of focus on what happened—or rather, whatdidn’thappen—between us. Because that’s going to make things really awkward…”
“Not going to be awkward. But I have an idea. The boys are with Meghan, and my mom’s thrilled to take Bernie for a few days. So tonight—you, me, your house? With a quick stop at my new place first.”
“You already got the house?”
He pulls a key out of his pocket. “Just signed the lease before coming here. It has no furniture yet or I’d say let’s stay there tonight.”
“That’s amazing, J.”
“That’s where my mom thinks I’m sleeping by the way, so she won’t worry when I don’t come home. And this weekend, they all think I’m in Pittsburgh and you’re in New York.”
“It’s like a regular undercover story. So tonight. Déjà vu?”
“Not exactly. We’ll draw the blinds, turn out the lights, turn off our cells and unplug the landline, open a bottle of wine…” He brushes my cheek lightly with his hand. “We’ll shut out Liberty Falls for twelve hours. And when we go to Manhattan tomorrow?” His question is laced with promise. “How about we think of this weekend away as a mini-vacation? Just us.”
That does sound romantic.“I can definitely do that. You think it’ll do the trick?” I’m already imagining having Jenson with me, all to myself, for an entire night and day.
“Yeah. I think we can pretty much bank on it.” He grins. “No pun intended, Ms. Deal Closer.”
“Baby, I’ll be home in about an hour.”
