While burgers and pie weren’t part of my meal plan, I wanted to enjoy myself. I wanted to live in this moment with my girlfriend and her friends.
I smiled at Tegan. “I’d love to.”
—
“Today was amazing,” Tegan saidas I walked her to her front door.
“It was.”
But I could think of something that would make it even better.
Bending down, I cupped her face and she leaned into my touch as I smoothed my thumb over her soft cheek. She was such acontrast to me, so small and so fragile. It felt like I held the world in the palm of my hand.
I tilted my head, bringing my mouth to her pillowy lips. Her fingers threaded into my fur, her tongue sliding into my mouth with a contented sigh that went straight to my cock.
I groaned, deepening the kiss, wanting more from her. All the things I’d fantasized about leading up to this moment flashed through my mind. I hadn’t felt desire like this in a long time.
But we’d just started dating. I didn’t want her to think that sex was all I was after.
Reluctantly, I pulled away and rested my forehead against hers while I stared into her emerald eyes.
“Good night, Tegan,” I said, stroking her cheek again. She rolled her puffy lips, looking so hungry for me, I almost changed my mind. “I’ll text you when I get home.”
“Okay. Four a.m. tomorrow?”
“Yep. Hope you didn’t think you were getting off easy now that you’re my girlfriend,” I teased.
She shook her head, smiling warmly. “Not even for a second.”
I nuzzled her face, placing one last kiss on her temple before I finally let her go.
She pulled her keys out of her bag, unlocked her front door, and gave me a little wave before she slipped inside. I stood on the porch, waiting for a light to turn on inside before heading back to my truck.
It was the best day I’d had in a long time, and I smiled the entire drive home.
Eighteen
Atlas
“Dude. You do not havea fucking girlfriend,” Fallon chirped.
We were hanging out in my basement, the two of us playingSuper Smash Bros.while Cyrus sat there silently judging, contributing to the conversation when he had something important to add.
“I do,” I said, giving in to the grin that came out every time I talked about Tegan.
“Who gets out of a fourteen-year relationship and jumps right into a new one?” Fallon asked, judging me hard. “You should be living it up. Enjoying yourself.”
“I am enjoying myself,” I said matter-of-factly.
“Personally, I don’t find anything wrong with it,” Cyrus said, suddenly invested in the conversation. “Atlas isn’t the type to date around, and if he didn’t have feelings for her, he wouldn’t have asked her out to begin with.”
Fallon stared at him, blinking a few times. “You’re supposed to back me up on this.”
Cyrus blinked back. “When do I ever back you up on anything?”
“So did you fuck her yet?” Fallon asked, because of course he would. “How was it—”
I shook my head, trying to keep my temper under control. “Please don’t talk about Tegan like that.”
