Page 159 of Choosing You

“I love you, too.”

Our first time together and it was better than I could’ve imagined. I’m proud of myself for not freaking out. For not hearing my mother’s voice in my head. For not worrying that I didn’t know what I was doing. I just went with it and let myself be happy.

And I’m definitely happy. I finally know what sex is supposed to feel like. If I’d known that, I wouldn’t have waited so long to do this with Garret.

We lie quietly for a moment and I glance around and notice the high school trophies on his bookshelf.

“Did I just make 15-year-old Garret’s fantasy come true? A girl sneaking into his room at night?”

He drops a kiss on my cheek. “You made 19-year-old Garret’s fantasy come true. And you did more than sneak in my room.”

“Hey, it’s not like I intended to do that.”

“I don’t know, Jade. It seemed kind of intentional to me. You wake me up, then start kissing me, then rub up against me, and strip me naked. I think you might’ve taken advantage of me just now.”

His serious tone makes me laugh. “Well, I couldn’t sleep over there all alone in that big bed. What did you expect me to do?”

“So can I look forward to you taking advantage of me tomorrow night? And maybe the night after that?”

“I was thinking of taking advantage of you after I get a few hours of sleep.”

“Well, shit. Then let’s go to sleep.” He gives me a kiss. “Goodnight, Jade.”

“Goodnight.” I laugh as I say it.

We wake up around 7 and as promised, I take advantage of him. I have a feeling we’ll be doing this a lot now.

I go back to my room to shower, then meet him downstairs for breakfast.

“How did you sleep?” Garret asks me as Charles pours us some orange juice.

“Good. Great, actually.” We’re staring at each other across the table. I know we just did it but when I see his sparkly blue eyes and that sexy smile, I’m ready to do it again.

“Jade, I made some donuts for you.”

The words “donuts” and “made” wake me from my Garret-induced sex haze and I realize Charles is talking to me. “Did you just say you made donuts? Like made them from scratch?”

“Yes. I’ll go get them.” He disappears into the kitchen.

“He made freaking donuts, Garret! That guy is incredible!”

“Hey, I thoughtIwas incredible.” He leans across the table. “At least that’s what you said—”

“So we have glazed, sprinkled, powdered.” Charles returns with a tray full of donuts. “I made an assortment.”

“I need to try one of each.” I turn to Charles. “How do you make these? Do you have a machine or something?”

He laughs. “No. They’re not that hard to make.”

I bite into the powdered one. “These are sooo good.”

“What time is dinner?” Garret asks him.

“I was thinking 2. Does that work?”

“Works for me. What do you think, Jade?”

I can’t answer. My mouth is full of donuts. I notice that I now have powdered sugar all over my hands.

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