Page 50 of The Story We Wrote

There was a knock on the door, and before I could answer, Boone came inside. He ditched the jeans and now wore a pair of gym shorts and a white T-shirt. “I hope you don’t mind my outfit,” he said, shutting the door behind him. “I also forgot to give you something else.”

“Boone!” I said. “You’ve given me enough!” Candles, jewelry, flowers, even an orgasm.

Boone shook his head and approached me as I stood in the kitchen. “This is different,” he said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out my black lace thong from last night.

“Oh my God!” I said, snatching it from his hands. “Please tell me you found it in the blankets.”

“Do you want me to lie?” Boone made his way to the counter and checked on the boiling water. He picked up the box of pasta and poured it into the pot. Balling up my underwear, I asked, “Where was it?”

Boone stirred the pasta with a spoon. “Rhodes and I were out riding and he found them in the field.”

I shrieked, “Rhodes found my lace thong in the field! I will never be able to look him in the eyes!” I hid my face in my hands.

“Well, technically he spotted it from far away and I was the one who picked it up, if that helps you feel better,” Boone said, trying to hold back a laugh. He was acting so nonchalant. I groaned and stormed down the hall to the bedroom. Deciding I should change, I took off my dress to put on a pair of biker shorts and a tank top. These underwear were going in the trash. It would be a constant reminder of the fact Rhodes Dunn saw my black lace thong.

Twenty Three

Aspen

It was another beautiful Sunday on the ranch. Texas weather in June was hot; a part of me thrived most when the UV index was above a seven. Sitting in a lounge chair behind my cabin, I called Theo and Penny for a two-way FaceTime. I hadn’t seen or spoken to them since having sex with Boone, outside of a few texts. Theo had been sick as a dog and Penny was busy with the library. As I patiently waited for one of them to answer, I closed my book and put it on the ground. I finally finished my current read, which I’d been working through for the last week or so. Between writing, working, and spending time with Boone I hadn’t been able to relax and indulge myself. Making time every day to read has always been a priority, but with the changes in my life, where I wanted to spend my time now looked much different.

On the third ring, Theo picked up quickly followed by Penny. Theo lay face down in bed, the camera propped up against something. “Ugh, I feel like garbage!” Theo yelled. Seeing her sosick made me feel bad, I wanted to make it better, I didn’t know how.

“My poor Theo!” Penny said. “How much longer does the sickness last?” I was curious, too; I knew nothing about pregnancy. Since Parker was my only sibling and he had no children, I didn’t have much exposure to pregnant people.

“My doctor said by the second trimester, I’m a little over eight weeks now. Lucky me has five more weeks of torture,” Theo groaned. “Thinking about being sick makes me sick. A, you’re the one who called us. Please give me a distraction from this personal hell!”

“I hope it’s a Boone update,” Penny squealed, clapping her hands.

Knowing my friends, they would have a million questions, so I got the biggest news out of the way. “Boone and I had sex.”

Theo asked, “First, was it good?”

“Oh yeah. Good doesn’t even describe it. I think I need to invent a new word,” I sighed, thinking about him standing above me, stroking his cock.

Screams and expletives filled my ears as Theo and Penny celebrated their excitement. “I want every detail, please, please, please!” Penny begged. Even Theo sat up in bed to give me her full attention.

“He took me stargazing in the bed of his truck with pillows and blankets. He even had strawberries and wine. It was amazing. One thing led to another, we started kissing, and it got hotter from there.” I recalled feeling the butterflies swirling in my belly. Writing it down was one thing, but sharing the events out loud made it all so real.

Sex with Boone was the best I’d ever had, not that I was well-versed in intimacy. The way he made me feel days later shows how much I was missing out on a real orgasm.Would it bewrong of me to ask him to do it again?I hoped and prayed that he would.

“Was it like, sweet and sensual or hot and hard?” Penny asked, biting her bottom lip like she was trying to recreate the image in her head.

Penny was the one I turned to when I lost my virginity. She was easy to talk to, knowledgeable, and had no filter when it came to sex. Penny lost her virginity much sooner than I did. She was flirting with boys as soon as puberty hit and her boobs came in.

“He pinned me down by my throat, and I sucked his thumb,” I confessed. To answer her question, it was hot and hard, no doubt about it. “The next day, he came over and gave me my thong back. Apparently, he found it in the field where the truck was parked.”

Theo cackled so hard her head flew back, “Shut the fuck up!” Her laughing was contagious, causing Penny and I to join. When Boone brought my underwear over, I was mortified, but thinking about it now, it made a hell of a story.

“I’m so jealous! I’d let that man split me in two,” Penny sighed, laying her head on her hand like she was daydreaming.

“Let who split you in two?” A voice boomed from behind me. I jumped, putting my hand over my heart. When I spun around, Boone towered over me enough to block the sun. He was shirtless and glistening with sweat. My mouth watered at the sight of him in his khaki hat and jeans low on his hips. Clearly, he just came from working the ranch, which sent my sex drive crazy.

Sputtering, I couldn’t find any words to explain the situation, “I – well, Penny –.” I made no sense.

“You!” Penny yelled from the phone. Theo began to giggle, obviously entertained by my torment. My head bounced backand forth between Boone and my phone waiting for someone to say something.

Boone crouched down, his face now in frame next to mine and quipped, “Why thank you, Penny. But, I think I got my hands full with this one.” As he nodded his head towards me.