Page 59 of Loving the Sinner
Wes:I’m on my way with comfort food and movies, baby. Any special requests?
Elli:Just you <3
Wes:I’m here for you, baby. <3
I can’t believe how lucky I am to have such an amazing human on my side. Fuck what my mom and anyone else thinks of Wes. I love him. I can’t believe I almost let that slip out on the phone with my mom.
I love Wes.
The thought terrifies me. But I think about my sad love life.
I think about Brigham and his manipulation and how he blamed me for being a horny creep.
I think about my relationship with Packer. I thought I was in love with him, I thought we would get married.
But he was always pushing me to lose weight. Saying he just “wanted a healthy girlfriend” even though I have no cause for any health concerns.
He was rarely affectionate with me in public, like he was ashamed of me.
When he broke up with me and told me it was because he wasn’t ready to be in such a committed relationship, I got it. I thought that made sense. He wanted to date around or whatever.
Turns out, he was just passing the time until a girl he met on his mission moved to Utah for school. He was waiting for this freshly eighteen year old girl. They got married two months after he broke up with me. And now she’s pregnant and tied to him forever.
I really dodged a bullet there.
Then I think about Wes.
How he helped Luke out in a time of need.
How he was such a gentleman to me, a total stranger.
How he was attentive and engaging on that awkward blind date.
How he opened up to me about his grandma and mom.
How he let Matt take me on a date because he didn't want to step on anyone’s toes.
How he wrote a love song based on a fleeting conversation, for me.
How he always seems to want to be close to me, no matter who’s around.
How hungry his eyes got when they saw me naked last night…
My thighs clench automatically just thinking about it. Last night was so hot, so eye opening.
I want more.
But I’m also terrified because I felt his erection. It was pretty thick. And hard. Bigger than my vibrator.
Sex is natural. It’ll fit.
There’s a knock on my door, and glance down and realize I never changed out of my lounge shorts and the t-shirt I put on to talk to my mom. I debate taking it off, but I’m only wearing a thin crop top underneath and, despite how much I want him, I’m not trying to get in his pants right this second.
Maybe later though…
Chapter 27
Wes
