Page 4 of Ruck Me

Chapter2

AOIFE

Of two thingsI was certain: I hated hanging out in pubs and I’d definitely misheard what Eoin had just said, because there was absolutely, no-fecking-possible-way that he’d just volunteered to punch my v-card.

Swallowing around my shock, I croaked, “I’m sorry, what?”

Eoin’s serious eyes flicked between mine for a second and then he dropped them. Staring at hands clamped tightly between his knees, he said, “Never mind, forget I said anything.”

Not fecking likely.

“Just so I’m clear, did you really just say what I think yousaid?”

Eoin raised his head and a smirk crossed his lips. “Crazy, yeah?”

“Eoin!” I whisper-shouted. “What are you on about?”

I tried to detect any trace of malice on his face—to make sure he wasn’t just messing with me—but he stared back in complete seriousness. Shit, this wasn’t a game tohim.

Quickly, he glanced around the room and then gripped my hand and dragged me toward theexit.

Clumsily, I grabbed my coat and purse, alerting Tanya to my departure with a shrug—as if to say, “Don’t ask because I don’t even know what’s happening rightnow.”

She waved back, her eyes turning speculative, before a satisfied smile broke out across her ruby red lips. I knew people were a little iffy about Tanya, but in all the time I’d known her, she’d been nothing but warm and genuine. I suspected all the side eye she got from other women was because of the rumors about how much sex she was having. Everyone knew she and Aidan had been hooking up off and on for years and while she never gave any details, she’d told me I should set my sights on one of Declan’s teammates instead of Kevin. According to her, rugby players had incredible stamina and could do amazing things with those big, bulky thighs of theirs. I hadn’t wanted to think about that too much since my brother was their captain, and yet as I trailed behind Eoin I couldn’t help but notice how high and tight his ass was in the jeans hewore.

As we slipped outside, I hadn’t expected Eoin to keep holding my hand … or for him to lead me along the sidewalk to where he’d parked his car. Coming up alongside his Audi, he unlocked the door and gestured for me to getin.

“Where are we going?” I asked skeptically.

Honestly, I wasn’t sure I wanted to be alone with him right now. I wasn’t afraid of him, but I also didn’t trust the situation. He’d just told me he’d have sex with me and for a minute I worried that he was talking about rightnow.

“We’re not going anywhere,” he answered, studying my face. “I think we need to talk and I didn’t want anyone listening.”

He said it so coolly, as if he hadn’t just rocked my world. Then again, why shouldn’t he be calm, cool, and collected about something as insane as offering to take your friend’s virginity? Eoin had been having sex for years and if I’d learned anything at all by watching my brother, I knew that when you played professional rugby girls were never in short supply. Maybe sex didn’t mean anything to him, but it sure as hell meant something to me. Or at least I thought it did. I mean, wasn’t that why I was still a virgin? It wasn’t like I hadn’t had the opportunity to have sex. I’d just never chosen to take the bull by the horns, so to speak.

Every time I’d turned down a guy, at the time I’d had a very valid reason for doing so. For example, the lad had bad breath, or he was nice enough, but kissing him hadn’t made my lady parts sing. Or there was the time my date wanted to have sex only because he really wanted my friend but she’d blown him off and he assumed I’d be a nice consolation prize.

Eoin’s not like that though and you know it, my subconscious advised. And because I knew it to be true, I settled myself into his car, recalling all the times I’d said no to a quick tumble in the back seat with someone else. I wasn’t a prude, but I hardly wanted to give up my virginity to someone who wouldn’t even offer to take me back to his place. Then again, I thought as I ran my hand up and down the soft, supple leather, none of those lads had driven something like this. Sitting here now, I wondered what it might feel like against my nakedskin.

Do not go there Aoife Marie O’Shaughnessy!

Outwardly, I cleared my throat as inwardly I acknowledged the only thing that lay down this path was a whole lot of regret.

“So,” I began, my voice from cracking with nerves. “Are you supposed to talk, or amI?”

“I guess I’ll start,” Eoin answered. “First, I want you to know I’m completely, one hundred percent serious about what I said back there. If you’re so desperate to lose your virginity that you’ll give it up to a creepy fucker like Kevin, I volunteer as tribute.”

“Because fucking me would be so bad?” Ispat.

Everyone knew that tributes generally died in The Hunger Games and his offhand reference to the movie we’d seen together made my blood boil. I might not be experienced, but I didn’t think a few hours naked with me was a life or death situation. But then again, if Declan found out what Eoin and I were talking about, he might actually kill him … so maybe itwas.

Eoin’s eyes raked over me in the semi-darkness—first my eyes, then my lips, and back up to meet my interested gaze. Swallowing, he said, “No, I don’t think it wouldbe.”

Shit. That was not the answer I’d expected. If he’d have joked or said something about helping me out in my desperate time of need, I might have been able to respond coherently, but with his eyes devouring me and the admission that he’d enjoy it, my mind became even more of a jumbledmess.

“In all the years we’ve known each other, you’ve never once been attracted to me.” I dropped his gaze and stared out the windshield as rain began to fall. “There was even that time we were playing spin the bottle and when it pointed my way, you refused to kissme.”

“I didn’t refuse to kiss you,” he answered softly. “At least, that’s not how I rememberit.”

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