Page 22 of The Princess and the Nerd

Chapter 12

When the family leaves, I sigh and gather my things, also moving to leave.

My feet are tired, so I hold my heels in one hand.

“What did Auntie tell you in private?” Hardeep asks, catching my arm before I reach the door.

“You know—just the usual stuff,” I say with a shrug. “How you’re a jerk, you don’t toast things that are meant to be toasted, that you’re super mean and say nasty things that ruin people’s lives, and also that you’re an innocent little virgin nerd who has never made love to a woman. And I should wait for you, and not leave your boring ass because of the lack of sexual gratification I’ve been suffering from in this relationship.”

“Willow. I am not a virgin,” he says softly.

“Are you sure?” I ask him, shaking my shoes at him. “Because it would explain why you wrote all those horrible things. I bet I would be cranky and frustrated too. If you’ve never been with a woman, and only ever used your old socks…”

“Willow,” he says in a low voice, with warning, stepping forward. I take a step back. He reaches out and slides his hand around the back of my neck, tangling up in my hair. He cups the back of my head gently, tilting it up so that my chin is very near to mine. “I am not a virgin.”

“Hmmmm. I’m not convinced,” I tell him lightly, and I can feel his breath tickle my lips from how close he is. “Only a grouchy, miserable, sexually frustrated manchild would write such horrible, disgusting…”

He presses his mouth against mine then, shutting me up soundly. I don’t know why I moan against his lips and tilt my head up so he can have better access. He slides an arm around my waist, guiding me to step back until I collide with the wall. Thankfully, because I am losing the ability to stand, and my knees are growing wobbly from the intensity of this kiss.

My shoes fall out of my hand, clattering to the floor, and he pushes my purse off my shoulder, so that my arms can be free to wrap around his neck. I am so consumed in him.

The room spins around me as he presses his body against mine, and feel his grip tighten on my waist as I kiss him back deeply, seeking more and more of him. He tastes divine. Better than the chai tea we just drank, and the gulab jamun soaked in rose water and saffron.

I find myself wrapping a leg around him to pull him closer, and feel his hands sliding under my thighs, and lifting me and carrying me.

I literally have no sense of where I am as he picks me up and deposits me on the couch, following immediately to position himself between my legs and return to kissing me. He hikes up my skirt around my waist and begins to tug down my panties when…

“Oh, dear me!” Auntie exclaims as she enters the house. “I forgot my doggie bag.”

We gasp and jump away from each other, and Hardeep clutches a throw pillow over his crotch to hide the very prominent arousal that is making a tent in his pants.

“Sorry, sorry, I’m leaving. You two have fun.” She winks at us, then whispers to me,“be gentle,”before shutting the door.

“Oh my god,” I say, realizing the state I’m in, and what I was about to do. Withhim.“Oh mygod,”I say with horror, jumping to my feet as I realize what my friends would think if they knew. My face is red-hot with humiliation. I race for the door and grab my purse and shoes, before diving out of his house.

“Willow!” he calls after me, but I’m literally sprinting to my car at top speed.

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