“God damn, took y’all long enough” Davis laughs.
Miller reachers out to grab my hand, pulling me onto my feet and stepping in between Lucas and I. He glares down at him, “I know we’re friends and all, but if you hurt her…Iwill hurtyou.”
Lucas rolls his eyes, “I’m not gonna hurt her Miller.”
Blair drops to his knees and clasps his hands, “oh my god. Claire, what have you done to my best friend? He actually admitted that he likes you? Please teach me your ways of getting him to open up.”
I let out a snort, “well unless you’re ready to make out and grind on the guy, I don’t think you’ll be able to use my methods.” Everyone looks at me in shock, “what? Don’t act like I haven’t heard y’all talking about being balls deep in a girl.”
They all shrug in response, laughing as they guide me back into the party.
* * *
When we walk back into our house, Steph grabs my hand and heads towards the stairs, “don’t wait up for me babe, I’m staying with Claire tonight” she yells over her shoulder.
“What what?” August’s jaw drops, realizing his girlfriend is ditching him for her bestie… sorry August, I’ll always come first.
“If you get lonely cuddle with Lucas or something.” I laugh as the aforementioned parties start to gag.
Once we’re in my room, Steph closes the door and jumps on my bed. She pulls a pillow onto her lap and looks up at me like a child looking at their favourite Disney character, “tell me everything.”
So I do. I tell her every last detail of our conversation and how fucking amazing kissing him was. She held onto my every word, soaking it up like a god damn sponge.
“About fucking time. Christ, I thought I was going to have to lock you two in a room together until you finally talked about it” she giggles.
I nod my head, “I thought so too. Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to go sleep in my boyfriends room.”
thirty-nine
LUCAS
Having my girl in my arms has never felt so fucking good. Her hair smells like flowers, her skin is soft to the touch as I run my fingers over her arm, and her lips are slightly parted as she sleeps.
The fact that I can kiss her whenever I want, blows my fucking mind. I spent all of last night touching her, holding her close, kissing her like she was my fucking oxygen.
I so badly wanted to do more, to bury myself inside of her and make her scream so loud that she would wake the fucking dead, but she stopped me when I tried. I understand why, she’s still reeling from what Nathan did to her.
When I saw how scared she was to tell me, my blood boiled, I wanted to beat his god damn face in all over again for making her so afraid of being intimate.
How is it fair that she’s terrified, and he gets to walk around with absolutely no care in the world?
I will do anything to make sure my pretty girl is comfortable in her own skin, she will never have to worry about me taking something that she doesn’t want me to. I will worship her until the end of time, and I’m going to do my best to convince her of that.
“You’re staring at me.” Her gravelly voice sends shivers down my spine, and a smile cracks my face.
“That’s because you’re so pretty to look at” I laugh, placing a kiss on the tip of her nose, right where a soft dusting of freckles are. “How’d you sleep pretty girl?”
She sighs and closes her eyes, “better than I have in a long time.”
“Well in that case…” I flip over on top of her and pin her to my bed. Her cheeks flush and she stares up at me with wide eyes, “how’s a little date night sound to you?”
Claire’s brows knit in confusion, “what?”
I bend down and kiss her lips, groaning when she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me in closer. My dick starts to twitch, begging me to give it what it wants.
She pulls away and chuckles, “tell your mini-me to calm down.”
“It has a mind of its own babe, I can’t control it.”
