Page 269 of Rock Me All Night
The stars are bright and brilliant. It's quiet. Calm. Like there's nothing in the world except for me and Drew.
He plays with my hair. "You don't have to do this alone, you know. Whenever you need me, I'm there."
"It was my mom. Arranging spring break. She's so excited for me to shadow her, and I have to tell her that I'm not coming home. That she's going to be all alone again."
"I'll come with you. We can drive up together. Explore the city while your mom's at work."
"I don't know if that's a good idea."
"Give me one reason why it's not."
Besides my inability to think anything butneed Drew nowwhen I'm around him? I turn around so we're eye to eye. Drew's hands go to my hips. In one smooth motion, he lies back on the grass and pulls me onto his lap.
I plant my hands on his chest. "You're distracting."
His hands slide up my sides, all the way to my shoulders. He pulls my body into his, so we're only six inches apart. "I'll keep you focused."
"I would be more inclined to believe you if we weren't in the perfect position to fuck."
Drew shakes his head with mock outrage. "Your mind is always in the gutter."
He pulls me into a slow, sweet kiss. There's so much affection in it. Just like in the alley, everything inside him is pouring into me. I can feel him in my bones. I can feel how much he cares about me. Even if it's only care.
The kiss breaks. I stare into his eyes. Those brown eyes are deep and they're filled with tenderness.
The words form in my throat, but I swallow to push them back down. I'm not ready to say it either.
He brushes a stray hair behind my ear. "Hey."
I shift closer. "Hey."
"I want to be there to hold your hand."
A warmth spreads through my belly. It's not lust. Same ballpark, just as demanding, but softer and sweeter.
"Okay," I say. "But just to hold my hand. I'm the one in charge."
His lips spread into a smile. His hands go to my back. He shifts, wrestling me to the ground so he's the one of top of me, straddling me.
The weight of his body sinks into mine. I'm overwhelmed with the feeling of safety. It's like nothing in the world can hurt me.
My body is betraying me again. There's never been anything more dangerous than falling in love with Drew.
My head has no say here. It's been beaten and brutalized by my body and my heart. No sense in resisting how much I want to feel that affection again.
I close my eyes and press my lips into his. He tastes so good. My tongue slides into his mouth, exploring it like this is the first time I've ever kissed him properly.
It's like he can read my mind. His hand rakes over my legs, settling on my inner thighs. He traces the outline of my scars like they're fascinating.
He kisses his way to my ear. "You want to do this here or in the car?"
It is freezing out here, even with all the warmth of his body. "The car."
In one smooth motion, Drew rises to his feet. He takes my hand and pulls me up. His fingers intertwine with mine.
The car is just down the street. Drew unlocks it, slides into the passenger seat, and pats his lap as if to saycome here.
That looks difficult. I slide into the seat next to him, pressing him against the center console. He laughs, grabs my hips, and pulls me into his lap.
