Page 35 of Rebound With Me
“What exactly are you saying?”
“I’m saying we’ve painted a beautiful picture. Maybe it’s time to put away the canvas and be proud of what we’ve done.”
“Yeah? I say…maybe you should see what happens after you’ve made a colorful mess of things. It might be more beautiful than anything you’ve ever known.”
Every word from his mouth pierces my heart and makes me want to back away just as much as it makes me want to jump on him.
He takes another step closer and runs his hand through my hair, dropping his forehead down to lean against mine. “You can’t tell me you haven’t thought about what we’d be like together.”
“Of course I have.” I exhale and let the fingers of one hand twist around his, as my mouth is drawn up to his like a magnet.
“Don’t you want to know for sure?”
I can’t answer that. I already know how it will end if we keep going. I want it to end like this. With hot memories and sweet kisses.
“Just give me the summer,” he says, pressing his lips against mine. “Huh? You got other plans for a hot summer fling lined up?”
I laugh. “Well, I’ll have to check my fling calendar, but I think I’m free.”
He kisses my forehead. “Me too.” He kisses my cheek. “Let’s do this.” He kisses my other cheek. “You can go back to playing it safe with boring men in September.”
“You are…very convincing, Vince Devlin.”
“You’re impossible to walk away from, Nina Parks.” He kisses my neck, and I am done for.
“Just one more time,” I whisper. “Let’s just dothisone more time.”
“Sure. Whatever you want.” He pulls off my top and runs his fingers along the lace edges of my bra. “Where are you from, anyway?”
“Bloomington, Indiana.”
“You’re kidding.”
“Nope.”
“You’re a Hoosier?”
“Yep.”
“Hey,” he says, kissing my neck. “Hoosier daddy?”
It takes me a minute to realize he just made a joke, because the way he’s making me feel right now is so not funny.
Before I know it, he has lifted me up and carried me, over his shoulder, to my bed. When I feel his warm skin against mine, I know that he is right. It could be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever known.
* * *
What’s the last thing you’d expect or want to see when you’ve just had shower sex with a hot guy you’ve only just recently met and walked out of your bedroom to get you both glasses of water from the kitchen?
My parents?
Yeah.
Same here.
Guess who I find opening the front door to my apartment. My Mom pokes her head in and I can see my Dad peering around behind her. I immediately regret giving them a spare key the first time I went back home to visit them.
My hair is wet and I’m wearing a tank top and shorts and probably a look of shame and confusion and total disbelief.
