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“Shit,” he sighs. “You’re right. We can’t do this. I will talk to him.”
“When?” I breathe, letting out the fear with my exhale.
“Soon,” he promises, pulling me down next to him on the foot of the bed.
“You promise?” I ask, my eyes pleading.
He nods, dragging his knuckles against my bare collarbone, “I promise.”
A soft knock at the door pulls my attention from him and he shuffles up off the bed.
“Linc, you in there?” Jackson’s voice fills the air, and I look to Colson, silently pleading for him to get rid of him.
I wrap the towel tighter around my breasts, and Colson speaks up. “Nah man, wrong room!”
I quietly chuckle, and Colson’s eyes burn into mine. Without saying another word, he gets up and locks the door. He turns down the bed and we both slip under the covers.
“Why did you lie to Reiss and tell him you drove home last night?”
His brows pinch, “I didn’t lie. I did drive home.”
“Why? That was an hour and a half round trip.”
His eyes sparkle with care, “I needed to clear my head, and I got you a birthday present.”
He gets up out of bed and rustles around in a bag on the dresser. I sit up in the bed, wrapping the comforter around my nakedness.
“I’m sorry for the past couple of years, Linc. I thought I was doing the right thing by ignoring you, treating you like I didn’t care. I thought that was the only way.”
He hands me a bag of Trolli gummi worms and turns the TV on, scrolling to a ninja turtles movie. “Like old times?”
I feel a ping in my chest, and it hurts in the best way. I’m in love with him.
I always had been and I always would be.
It is the simplest gift, but it means so much to me. This three dollar pack of candy is worth more than almost anything else because it means that all those years I spent wishing for my brother’s best friend to look at me as more than an annoying little sister, he already was. He saw more, just like I did.
I don’t know whether to melt into a puddle in the bed or attack him with a kiss. The way he’s looking at me, I choose the latter.
My lips are on his, quick and needy, and his move against mine just as desperately. I feel my heartbeat quicken with each swipe of his tongue against mine.
He chuckles deeply, pulling back, “They are just gummi worms.”
I shake my head, “It’s more than gummi worms.”
He takes my lips again, and it’s nothing like I’ve ever experienced before. It’s slow and needy, and I lose every ounce of control I once possessed. I want him inside me more than I want my next breath.
He moans and I grip the back of his neck tighter. Without much more thought, he rolls me onto my back, where his body towers over mine. I’m caged in by his arms, and I can’t keep my hands from finding the broadness of his shoulders. It’s the first time I’ve ever felt him up close like this.
Don’t get me wrong, I’d seen Colson without a shirt a thousand times over the years, but this feels different.
He feels like… mine.
Pressing his lips roughly against mine, he pulls thetowel loose from my body, and I feel the hardness of him against the sensitive area between my thighs.
“Oh my God,” I breathe. “Colson.”
He trails kisses down my neck and between my breasts until his mouth is hovering over me.
