“Faith, are you okay?” Caressing my curves, his touch is tentative. “Did I hurt you?” I’m overwhelmed, unable to vocalize how I feel. Instead, I bury myself at his side, drawing lazy circles in the smattering of hair on his muscular chest. His body is unbelievable—broad, toned, muscles dipping in that mouthwatering ‘V,’ and his happy trail makes me so damn happy.
“I’m good. Great. Can we just lie here for a while?” I feel his body tighten against me, but I don’t want to cry like a silly school girl on prom night, and I definitely don’t trust myself right now. I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long. I practically beat Hunter into submission, but I wasn’t prepared for how it would feel after.
The game is over.
I’m not a virgin anymore.
And I’m so screwed.
Hunter is more than I ever anticipated. Wonderful. Powerful. Commanding. And I know when this summer is over, walking away from him is going to be nearly impossible. He’s not an itch I’ve scratched, or a messy, fumbling one-night stand. This was supposed to be an uncomplicated event. I wasn’t going to tell some guy in a bar that he was about to deflower a virgin. There wasn’t supposed to be a next day or the day after that. No muss, no fuss. That’s what I promised myself at the beginning of summer. And yet, here I lie in the arms of a man I’m already too attached to imagining what waking up to him on a regular basis might feel like.
My heart is hammering so thunderously, it hurts. I thought I could be an in-the-momentkind of girl. Easy breezy, but Zoey called it. She told me I’m not this person, no matter how much I might want to be.
There’s no way to control what happens now, but right here—tonight—I can calm this storm, enjoy this one perfect night with Hunter. Pressing a kiss to his chest, I close my eyes and let my aching muscles relax. I want to remember this moment—the way he smells, the warmth of his skin, the way our bodies fit together as we lie in comfortable silence. His hands drift to my hair in a sweet caress. If I could stay like this forever, I’d be the happiest woman alive.