Page 58 of Fear of Intimacy

Laughing, I gave him a little peck.

“That one doesn’t count.” He said.

“It does! Our lips touched.”

“Nope.”

I barely grazed my lips on his before pulling away.“Better?”

Trevor shook his head before suddenly flipping me over and onto my back. His muscular body hovered over me.

“Not even close.” When his lips met mine, it was slow and teasing. His tongue softly grazed the seam of my lips. I opened my mouth, expecting our tongues to meet but instead Trevor sucked my bottom lip between his.

“Now it’s my turn to remind you how amazingyouare.”

My face split into a grin as Trevor kissed his way down my body, showing meexactlyhow amazing he thought I was.

“I should probably head home.”

We were currently lying in his bed, legs tangled together as we watched TV. We hadn’t left the bedroom unless it was to shower or grab the food we ordered.

“Why?” The way he said it was like I was purposely leaving him. I didn’t want to go as much as he didn’t like hearing me say that.

“Because,” I shifted so I could see his face better, “I have work tomorrow and you have practice.”

It was hard to believe it was already Sunday and we had to get back to real life. The two of us had been so wrapped up in each other to remember life outside of his apartment.

The last day was nothing short of amazing. It was so easy being around Trevor. It literally felt like we’d been together for years, not days. It’s crazy to think that just a week ago, wehadn’t spoken much and now here I was, wrapped in his arms, not wanting to leave. Despite how fast things escalated between us, it felt…right.

Being with Trevor felt right.

“How about we both skip work and practice and stay in bed.” He wiggled his eyebrows making me laugh.

“As much as I want to do that, and trust me, I do.” I really, really did. “We can’t. I've been gone from work for over a week and you know Coach will have your ass if you miss practice, especially with your first game a week away.”

“Why must you be right?” Trevor groaned, throwing his head back into the pillow.

“You’ll find I’m always right.” I smirked. He pinched my side, making me squirm away from him while giggling.

“You could always stay and go home to change in the morning.” The offer was tempting but I knew we both needed sleep and a little time away from each other. We’d only gotten a total of five hours of sleep—roughly—in the last two days. Plus, this was all so new that we needed to spend a little time away from each other without the other clouding our thoughts.

“You know I would if I could.” I also didn’t want to be the reason he was dead tired tomorrow at practice. So much for spending the weekend getting extra sleep.

Since it was getting late, I reluctantly made myself get out of bed. I sidestepped Trevor’s hands that tried to pull me back down. If I didn’t leave now, I would fall back in bed with him and never leave. I needed to be strong for the both of us.

Trevor sat up in bed, watching me slide on my shorts. Shorts I hadn’t worn since I got there. When I started to pull his shirt off, his voice stopped me.

“Keep it.” Biting my lip to stop myself from grinning like afool, I kept his borrowed shirt on. Now I truly wasn’t giving it back.

Eyes lingered on me as I moved around trying to find my shoes and the shirt I came wearing. Grabbing my phone from his bedside table, I noticed quite a few texts and missed calls. My phone was the last thing on my mind since admitting my feelings to Trevor.

I looked over the texts from Josie and the girls, not at all surprised there was nothing from my mother.

“You don’t have to go.” Trevor reached and grabbed the back of my thighs, tugging me between his legs. He tilted his head back to look up at me, the look on his face slowly breaking my resolve.

“I know,” I whispered. My hands came up to softly graze his cheeks, the stubble rough against my palms.

“You’re not…” Trevor stopped himself from finishing, looking almost hesitant.

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