But I didn’t want to… Even though I knew I probably shouldtoo…
I reached down to interlace my fingers with his, and he laid our hands on top of his chest.
“I have a tent in my pants now,” he said, looking up at the ceiling with an embarrassed smile on his face.
I covered my mouth to muffle my giggles and moved to lay my head on his arm.
“You seem so much older than me. Like you know what to do,” I confessed.
He looked at me with serious eyes. “I don’t. I just want to touch you. And kiss you…” he said, looking at my lips.
Then his lips were on mine.
It was a slow, lingering kiss at first, but it turned desperate as his hand racked through my hair and pulled me closer, and I suddenly wished we had all night to be alone.
When we separated, I’m pretty sure both of our hearts were beating wildly.
We laid there in silence for a few moments, with our limbs intertwined, but then he tilted my chin up to look in my eyes.
“But Sav… Can I ask you something?”
I nodded, trying to memorize our every interaction.
“Uh…” his face faltered a bit. “Don’t skip meals, okay?”
My happy little bubble deflated a bit and I shifted away from him. “You’re still thinking about that?”
He wrapped his arm around me and pulled my body back closer to his again, and I silently laughed against his arm.
“Yeah, I am,” he returned.
I opened my mouth to say an excuse but shut it again. I wondered how freeing it would feel to just let someone in on my secret struggles. And I wondered what he’d think about it as well… like what if he agreed with her?
“Victoria called me fat last week,” I admitted. I felt a mixture of shame and resentment saying it aloud now.
His face cracked in anger. “Victoria is a ragingbitch.”
“Shh!” I warned him, pressing a finger to his lips and trying hard not to laugh. But I couldn’t deny that I found comfort in his answer. It was nice to have someone on my team, not hers.
He climbed overtop of me then, and his body was draped by the blankets so it felt like we were in a mini fort made of him… The muscles in his arms bulged from holding himself up, and he pushed my legs wider to make room for himself between them.
I nervously bit my lip and wondered what he was doing, until he leaned forward. He kept eye contact with me as he kissed the insides of my thighs. His breath trailed higher then, and I wondered if he could see the goosebumps he was surely creating on my skin. He lifted my tank top slightly and kissed under my belly button, then he whispered, “beautiful,” against my neck before kissing me fully on the lips.
He laid back down at my side and traced my jaw with hisfinger.
“But I want you to know… We’re both going to change. Hell, I might lose a fuckin tooth next week… but right here, us, this…This is special. I know it.” He scootched lower in the bed and pulled my tank top down to kiss my breastbone. “This is important. This won’t change.”
His eyes were filled with complete devotion when he looked back up at me, and it was such an intimate moment that I felt my eyes burn with tears threatening to come forward.
We were cut off by a sharp knock on the door then. Nick looked at me with his wide troublemaker eyes.
He quickly hopped off the bed and went to the door while I struggled to calm my body down in order to act normal before Duke walked in.
“Coach kicked us out of the lobby. Said it was curfew,” Duke told us with a shrug.
“Smart man,” Nick said.
Duke hopped on the bed opposite of me, and my mind started anxiously running through different sleeping options… but Nick solved the issue on his own.
