Holding You (Page 14)
SITTING IN MY truck, Lauren stared off in the distance. Turning her body toward me, I looked at her and smiled. “I don’t want to hide my feelings anymore, Colt. I’m . . . well . . . I’m attracted to you and I think you’re attracted to me.”
Grinning, I took her hand in mine. “Lauren, you’re all I think about.”
A blush swept across her cheeks as her eyes intensified. “Make love to me, Colt. I want you so much. Please.”
I wasn’t expecting Lauren to ask me to make love to her in my truck. I had no condom first off and there was no way in hell I was having sex for the first time in my truck, with the girl I loved more than anything.
Looking away as I gathered my thoughts, I turned back to Lauren. “Lauren, I don’t want our first time together to be in my truck. I want it to be special. I want to make you feel desired and show you how much I want you. Fucking you in my truck is not what I pictured.”
The moment I saw the hurt flash across her eyes, I wanted to take everything back and just take her in my arms and kiss her. I could have given her an orgasm and then maybe told her we needed to wait to make love.
Giving me a smile that did not reach her eyes, she turned back and looked out the front window. “I understand. Colt, if you don’t want to be with me . . .”
“What? Lauren, that’s not what I said. I want more than anything to be with you. It’s all I think about.”
Holding her hand up for me to stop talking, she looked my way. Tears formed in her eyes. “I think I’m tired and it’s been a long night. Will you please take me home, Colt?”
TURNING OFF THE water, I pushed all memories of that night away. It didn’t matter anymore. Lauren was mine. She would forever be mine.
Stepping out of the shower, I reached for a clean towel and wrapped it around my waist. Inhaling a deep breath, I got ready for round three.
Walking over to her, I gazed upon her beautiful body. Turning, I walked to the closet in the hall and opened it. There was an extra blanket that I pulled down and took out of the bag. Heading back to the bed, I picked up my cell phone and checked it. I had two text messages.
Dad: It wasn’t unnoticed son how you and Lauren were kissing while you were dancing and then you both left.
Blowing out a breath of air, I hit Reply.
Me: Is there a question or something in there dad?
Dad: Remember how we raised you.
Me: I would never hurt Lauren. I love her dad.
Holy shit. I just told my father I loved Lauren. Dropping my head back, I stared at the ceiling until I heard my phone beep. Seeing my dad’s reply, I rolled my eyes. “Oh man.”
Dad: Use protection.
Me: Dad, really. Are we going to go there?? I’m not irresponsible!
My heart was pounding in my chest. Here I was telling my father I wasn’t irresponsible and I forgot to wear a damn condom the second time I’d ever had sex. Fuck!
Oh shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Scrubbing my hands down my face, I paced back and forth. Glancing at the time on my phone, we had left the reception almost three hours ago. I never lied to my father. Ever. Okay, that’s not true. I may have told a white lie every now and then.
Get a grip on yourself, Mathews!
Me: We aren’t that far away.
Not a lie. We’re not that far away.
Dad: Okay. Be careful driving and kiss Lauren for me.
Letting out the breath I had been holding, I typed back my response.
Me: Will do! Later. Love ya, Dad.
Dad: Love you, Colt. Later.
The next message was from Will.
Will: Did my eyes deceive me or did I see you and Lauren kissing?
Will responded back within seconds.
Will: So?
Me: So . . . what?
Will: Don’t be a dick. Are y’all together?
Me: Maybe. Define together.
Will: Holy fuck. Y’all slept together? Where in the hell are you ‘cause if you’re at one of the beach houses you’re about to be caught!
Letting out a chuckle, I shook my head and glanced over to my sleeping beauty.
Me: Nope, took Lauren to St. Claires in Rockport. Told our parents we were heading back to A&M for Lauren to work on a project.
Will: Please let me tell Luke! You’ve got to let me tell Luke.