Page 30 of Driving Me Mad (Sanity 1)

She laughs softly. “I think you already know the definition.”

And I’m taking advantage of it, too. Needing to feel my mouth against hers, I kiss her hard, but short. I rest my forehead against hers. “I’m glad you’re here.”

“Me too.” She pauses and quietly adds, “I do want you.”

That’s all I need to hear as I strip her down and kiss her almost constantly to keep her quiet because she can be a bit loud sometimes. Instead of getting lost in my own head and thinking too much about the surprise visit, I get lost in the sensation of Brittany’s soft skin, the way her body feels against mine, and soon, she’s the only thing that exists for me.

“Feeling okay?” I ask. She seems to be fine, but I want to hear her say it. Dad and Amy aren’t awake yet. We woke a bit early, so we ran to the store to grab things to make breakfast, which is what we’re doing now. She’s on egg duty while I’m fixing pancakes.

“I’m fine, Trace.”

“Do you want to stay here with us today or make your escape after breakfast?”

She’s quiet for a moment before glancing over at me. “What will be easier for you? What do you want me to do?”

“Those are two different answers.”

Brittany laughs. “Well, pick one. I’ll be okay either way.”

There’s no promise my dad will behave today. I don’t want to deal with it and I don’t want to put Brittany through it either. Honestly, I’m surprised she hasn’t had an attack yet. If the situation was reversed, I would have panicked. We can’t hear any movements from down the hall, and breakfast is done.

“Eat breakfast with me and make your escape.”

She wraps her arms around my waist, tilting her head back to look at me. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” I sigh. “I’ll make it up to you soon.”

“How? Some romantic date?” She grins.

“I can do that.”

“Okay then.”

We’re able to enjoy our pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Brittany leaves before Dad and Amy wake up. I guess it’s time to smile and give my dad the visit he wants. Hopefully, it won’t leave me exhausted. I’ll have to be in a good frame of mind to give Brittany her big, romantic date.

First impressions are important, right? If I’m to judge by my first meeting with Trace’s dad, then I can’t say I’m a fan. Trace and I never really got to talk about it because we fell asleep after he made sure my outfit wasn’t pointless. With the surprise visit, I never found the time to tell him about my phone appointment checkup with Dr. Gunner. Nothing really happened, so I guess it’s okay.

“Aren’t you supposed to be with Trace?” Rebecca asks as she walks into our dorm room.

I tilt my head. “Why are you wearing the same clothes as yesterday?” I raise an eyebrow at her.

“You first.” She sits on her bed, facing me.

“His dad and stepmom showed up unannounced.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah, from Texas.”

“Oh, wow.”

“Last night wasn’t all that great, and then Trace sent me packing this morning.” Her mouth opens and I add, “Don’t ask; I don’t want to talk about it. Your turn.”

She grins. “I’ve sort of been seeing someone.”

“What? Since when? Who? Give me details,” I demand as I get comfortable on my bed.

“His name is Dustin, and I met him in one of my classes last semester. I’ve been seeing him since December.”

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