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Should I stay or go to him? I have no idea, it would look super obvious if I went now - but they all know anyway.
My phone beeps it's him.
No hard feelings if you've changed your mind, but if you haven't get that fucking gorgeous arse up here now
Tingles run through me as I read it. I put my phone away and finish my drink, I try to participate in the conversation, but my mind is on one thing. He’s up in his room waiting for me. He wants me. And I want him, I really do, I want to know what it will be like with him. So what he’s slept with half the female population, its only sex right? And at least he'll know what he’s doing. We’ll be careful. But I’ve seen his medical - I know he’s clean anyway. But we’ll be careful, especially as I don't have any contraception device. God, can you imagine? Second time having sex and I get pregnant with a second child. That would be supremely bad luck but one which I'm not willing to test!
I scrape my chair back and stand up and say my good-nights. They all kiss my cheek goodnight, they're good guys. I make the walk to the elevator - my legs feel shaky.
Chapter 12
Robyn
I'm stood outside his door.
OK, deep breath Robyn. You can do this. Why am I getting so worked up about this? I know he wants me, it's not like I'm the booty call that came yesterday - or is it? Is that exactly what I'm doing? I shake my head, I need to get out of this mindset because so what if that’s what I'm doing? We’re satisfying our bodies needs, what’s so wrong with that? God knows I’ve waited long enough. It’s been six years and even that first time was, well it was just crap.
OK, here goes. I knock on the door. It flies open, he’s stood there. Topless in just his jeans. Bloody hell, he’s a vision.
He sighs “Thank fuck. Come here.”
I step in, feeling awkward, not knowing what to do. I look up at him.
“Why do you look terrified?”
I laugh “Um . . . because I am?”
“Why?”
“I just . . . I don't really know what I'm doing. I feel like I'm having an out of body experience since I got here, I haven't existed for a long time as anything but a mum really, you know? And you . . . well, you have a lot of conquests under your belt, I don't know how to act.”
His eyes soften. “Hey, just relax, just forget sex OK? It's off the table. . . well actually on the table sounds like a fucking great idea.” He sees my eyes widen and laughs. “I'm joking, let me get you a drink and we’ll just hang out.”
He’s being so sweet, I thought we'd just get straight on with it, so I feel a hundred times better knowing he’s being like this. Christ, is this what people do on hook-ups? It's nerve-wracking.
He hands me a drink - I have no idea what it is but I neck it down in one and then put it down. If I'm going to do this, I'm doing it. I want him, there’s no mistake about that, he wants me, so what is the problem?
I step towards him so that our chests our practically touching and I hear him take a sharp breath in. I like that I'm affecting him the way I am.
“Did you take your top off so that I wouldn't be able to resist you when I came up here?” I smile.
“Actually, I was leaning 60/40 that you wouldn't come up at all. I thought you'd chicken out.”
“Do you still want me? Even though I have no experience?”
“Jesus Christ, you have no fucking idea how much I want you.”
I place my hand on the hard wall of his chest - so defined. I stroke it down his stomach, over his abs and hook my fingers in the waistband of his jeans.
“I want you too.” My voice sounds husky.
He growls and then his mouth is on me. He kisses me hungrily, I put my hands behind his neck and finger the hair at his nape as I kiss him back. My tongue is in his mouth and dancing with his. A moan escapes me and my body sinks into him. I press myself against him and I can feel his hard length pressing into me.
His hands cup my face as his lips and tongue work their magic. He pulls my bottom lip into his mouth and draws it out slowly and opens his eyes. “Fuck. Everything about you has me screwed up fifty ways from Sunday.”
“Jack, I don't know what to do, will you help me?”
He smiles at me so softly, his eyes boring into me, with what looks like emotion. How can anyone have a hook up with this guy and not fall for him?
