I smiled back at him and pressed
myself deeper into his chest to take in his clean masculine scent, “Your place?
It’s closer than mine.”
He only lived about fifteen minutes
away as opposed to my thirty. His lips traced the line of my neck as he
breathed, “Sure. But my parents are home.”
I pulled away from him and brought
my hand up to touch his face ever so gently. My lips curled again in a smile,
“So?”
Cain reached forward and grabbed my
hips, bringing me into him. His voice was low as he spoke into my ear, “What
are we waiting for?”
He laced his hand in mine and we
fought our way to the exit. Tammy caught my eye and I signaled that I would
text her later. Speaking of later, what time was it anyway? I guess I would
find out in the car. Car. Right. How was I supposed to get home? I would figure
that out later, I suppose. I opened the passenger door and climbed inside. It
smelled like him- his deodorant mixed with the air freshener I bought him over
the summer so his car wouldn’t smell like sweaty football pads. He turned on
the car and his favorite radio station came on, hard rock, but he quickly
changed it to mine- which was still preset on his favorites to my surprise. His
blue eyes ate me up, “Is this station okay, or would you prefer another?”
I smiled at his adorable-ness, “No,
this is fine.”
The ride went by quickly and before
I knew it we were pulling into his driveway, “Wait here for a second. I’ll go
see if anyone is still up and then come back for you.” I waited like he said
and he came back just a moment later. We crept into the house, both of us
carrying our shoes in our hands. Somehow, the fact that we were sneaking around
made everything so much more exciting. We made it all the way through the
kitchen and living room to get to his bedroom. I had been in here many times
before, most of them being while his parents were away visiting friends or his
mom went away on a business trip and his dad decided to go spend the weekend
hunting. We had played video games with his brother on this bed. We had cuddled
and fallen asleep together in this bed. I couldn’t believe this was happening.
His parents were upstairs. We were here. What would happen if they caught us?
It didn’t matter. We wanted each
other. And it wasn’t like we hadn’t done something like this before. I stood at
the edge of the bed, my fingers tracing the geometric design of the comforter-
remembering what it had felt like to lay here so many times before. I felt his
hands slip around my waste and his weight press against my back. I enlaced my
fingers with his and a sigh escaped me as his lips met my neck. They traced
their way down to my shoulder, which he knew I had always loved. I turned to
face him, letting my hands unbutton the shirt to reveal his strong broad chest
as it slipped off his shoulders and onto the floor. He leaned his face close to
mine, so close that our foreheads touched and we breathed the same air, “I’ve
missed you.” His voice came in a whisper against my lips.
I smiled and let one hand rest
gently against his chest, “I’ve missed you, too.”
There was a slight rustle as his
pants slumped onto the floor, my dress shortly followed and everything lay in a
heap beside the bed. The darkness surrounded us. We could barely make out
anything but the shimmer reflecting in each other’s eyes. Moonlight drifted
into the room through the window- stars glimmering in the night sky. Together
the moon and stars would hold our secrets, just as they had done many times
before. I closed my eyes as he kissed me deeply, our bodies pressing into the
bed. Cain pulled away and the moonlight made his skin glow silver against the
darkness- his eyes so clear and blue, “Are you sure that this is what you want?”
His face was twisted in concern and
longing, was he questioning what had happened between us two weeks ago? Had he
realized how much of a mistake it had been? I reached up and brought his lips
to mine. “Yes.”
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