Page 10 of Without a Doubt

“I don't know. I don't really need it here, and I didn't want to go home to get it.”

She nods in understanding, but seems at a loss as to what else to say. I watch her chest rise and fall with her deep breath. “I guess you can take me to campus now.”

“Do you want to go or would you rather watch a movie first?” I feel like she's reluctant to go, but can't come up with a reason to stay. Finding a reason isn't too hard, even if it's something as simple as a movie.

“Whichever you want to do.” Her answer surprises me. I expected her to say one or the other, so I was a little surprised.

I stand, grab a controller, and turn on my console to be able to access my Netflix account. Eva is smiling when I sit back down next to her. I find a comedy, because how can you go wrong with that, and start it. A few minutes into the movie, I lay an arm on the back of the couch to get more comfortable, stretching my legs out in front of me. My grin breaks through when Eva slips off her shoes and pulls her legs up, tucking them to the side before leaning into me.

That simple act is making me feel ridiculously accomplished. Our first date is a success. I'm certain I'll get a second one, which will be fantastic because I want to see more of Eva. She, apparently, just wants to sleep. We don't even reach the halfway point when I realize she's fallen asleep on me.

I gently shake her shoulder and whisper, “Eva, wake up. Let's get you back to campus and into your own bed.” Her eyes flutter open. God, she's breathtaking. Those eyes make me want to surrender every time I see them and to see those baby blues in a sleepy daze is overwhelming. “I'm sure you want a shower first, too.” Her head nods. She was more asleep than I thought. Her movements are sluggish, slow, and fumbling as she tries to put her shoes back on.

I chuckle, imagining her being like this first thing every morning. Kneeling, I wave her hands away to put her shoes on for her.

“Thanks,” she mumbles.

I take her hand to help her stand. After grabbing my keys, we're out the door. The humid night air wakes her up more. It's heavy as it assaults our lungs, making them feel weighed down.

“Sorry, Emerson. I didn't realize how tired I was.”

“It's all right.”

She climbs into the truck after I open the door. “I had a lot of fun tonight,” she says as I pull onto the road.

“Me too.” I'm only a mile away from campus, so it takes no time to reach her dorm building.

“You don't h

ave to; I'll be fine,” she tells me when I unbuckle my seatbelt, fully intending to walk her up.

“Yes, you will be fine because I'm going with you. It's late and I don't want you walking from here to the sidewalk by yourself, much less all the way to the building.” The best of the few empty parking spaces was still a good four rows of cars from the sidewalk. We get an email every time a crime occurs on campus or nearby and honestly, we get too many for me to let her do anything alone at night. Campus security does a good job making their presence known, but stuff still happens. Why increase the risk?

Eva smiles. “You're sweet.”

“And smart,” I add before getting out of the truck, hearing her laugh before I close the door behind me.

We walk in silence to the building. Her room is on the first floor, so it's not long before we reach her dorm. Instead of opening the door, she turns to face me, a small smile playing on her lips.

“Thank you for today and for walking me to my dorm, Emerson.”

I smile. “Welcome. I'm going to make sure you make it safely inside your room, too.”

She laughs. “Thanks for that as well.” Eva surprises the hell out of me when she lifts on her toes, leans forward, and presses her lips to mine. Immediately, my hands grab her hips to pull her closer. I thought her eyes were breathtaking; her lips force the air from my lungs and stops my heart from beating. Her kiss makes me want so much more so fast, I know it's dangerous to continue kissing her.

An innocent kiss.

Well, it's not really innocent. She runs her hands up my chest, locking them together behind my neck to keep me in place as she slays me with her talented mouth, which brings a throaty groan out of me—that she also consumes.

“Would you like the room?”

Eva jumps and swivels to face the chick standing in the doorway of their dorm. “Catherine, seriously?”

“Hey, I heard a groan and was just checking to see what was happening.” Catherine shrugs before she leaves us standing in the hallway, the door still open.

Eva faces me again. “I'll talk to you later?”

“Yeah, without a doubt.” The end of our night is here. I lean forward to kiss her because I can't leave without at least one more. “Good night, Eva.”

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