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September 1, 2005
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Same day
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I take a deep breath, preparing myself for the worst. "Well, I dated David."
Before I can finish explaining, Ben cuts me off. "Who's David?"
"Mr. Gulso's first name is David. We actually broke up the day I met you. I didn't realize at the beginning that he was a teacher here, but once I knew, it was too late. I also didn't realize what a manipulative cheater he would be either."
"Okay, but why did he come to your room now?" You would think he heard all of this already, unless that's the point. He wants me to say it out loud, for some reason.
I try to keep the sarcasm out of my tone, but it seeps in. "What? Nate didn't tell you?"
"Oh, he told me everything, I just want to hear it from you." It looks like I was right. Stupid jerk face.
"Okay, fine. He came here trying to get back together." This is so dumb. I feel like a five year old.
"And?" His smirk annoys me. He's still really hot, but this time it makes me want to hit him.
I sigh, annoyed that I have to spell it out for him even though he already knows. "And nothing. I shot him down because I love you more than I ever loved him."
"Really?" He doesn't seem to believe me. "That's all that happened?"
"Yes." I cross my arms, feeling the need to be defensive rising up within me.
"You had an ex in your room and nothing else happened?" Is he being serious right now?
I scoff. "You had an ex in your room, are you saying you couldn't keep it in your pants?"
"What? No! That's... different." The look of shock on his face is almost comical.
"How is it different? Is it because I'm stupid? Naive? A vulnerable helpless little girl?" My annoyance rising as the image of myself as a helpless princess locked in a tower invades my mind.
"No!" He huffs, as though he has any right to be annoyed.
"Then what?" I fling my arms out, exasperated.
"It's just..." He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "You've been with him."
"Oh." I shudder at the thought. "Well, I guarantee that will never happen again."
"Okay, good." He blows out a breath. "That guy is a total tool." He chuckles, relieving some of the tension in the room.
"I know." The laughter bubbles out of me, now that the stressful part is over.
"So..." He hesitates, looking very insecure.
"So?" I mimic his serious tone, but can't wipe the smile off my face.
He clears his throat. "Where do we go from here?"
Well, I wasn't expecting that.
I lean forward, lowering my voice. "Well, we could go to your place?"
He chuckles. "That's not what I meant."
"I know, but it's a little more private there." I hope he understands my subtle hint.
"Private? There are people everywhere!" Of course he didn't get it.
"Yeah, but you have a room to yourself. With a lock." I raise my eyebrows at him, hoping he gets the hint.
"Yeah, so?" He looks confused momentarily and then understanding dawns across his face. "Oh. Ohhhhhh."
"Yeah, oh." I laugh as his grin spreads.
He grabs my hand, quickly pulling me up to stand, before wrapping his arms around me and burying his face in my hair.
He inhales deep. "Fuck. Kat, I never thought I would get to touch you again. This is like Heaven. I could just die here and be happy."
My heart constricts in my chest, as I'm taken me back to when I first got the call about Ben's accident. "Please don't talk about dying."
"Sorry, Beautiful." He kisses me softly, sending bolts of electricity to my toes. "Come on, let's go." He pecks my nose quickly, before pulling me out the door behind him.
He puts the car into drive and grabs my hand again. I'm lost in the feeling of our palms pressed together. Before I know it, we're in front of his house.
I feel around for my phone, finally spotting it on the floor. By the time I grab it, Ben has opened my door and is holding out his hand to me. That will never get old.
I slip my phone into my pocket and reach out to take his hand. He pulls me out of the car and into his arms, kissing my forehead gently.
He closes the car door and practically pushes me inside from behind, tickling my sides the whole way. It feels great to be back in this house with Ben, but it feels weird to be smiling and laughing again.
We burst through the door, our aim towards his room, but we both stop dead in our tracks at the sight of Cole and Sophie facing each other on the couch, in what appears to be a heated discussion. Maybe even an argument.
"I know, but we can't-" Sophie stops mid sentence when she notices our presence, jumping back away from Cole like they were caught doing something inappropriate.
Cole clears his throat, turning his attention towards us. "Oh hey bro. Long time no see." His voice is strained, as though he's trying to keep his cool.
"Hey man, everything okay?" Ben's face is hard to read, but I believe there's a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Huh?" Cole glances at Sophie. "Oh, yeah, totally, totally. I'm just gonna, uh... I'll just be in my room, err, I mean, the spare room!"
He jumps over the back of the couch and runs to the room next to Ben's, taking with him our chance for any true alone time here.
We both look back at Sophie, with what I'm sure are looks of bewilderment. She gives us an awkward smile as she grabs her jacket.
"Well, I guess I'll just be going now." She gives a forced laugh, before licking her lips nervously. "Hey, uh... If you see Luke, will you tell him I stopped by to see him, please?"
"Sure thing." Ben's amusement is gone and replaced with something I'm unfamiliar with.
Sophie bolts out the door, leaving us staring at each other in confusion.
Ben sighs. "Well, that was fucking weird."
I can't help but giggle and nod my head like a crazy person. He is not wrong.
Looks like a potentially awkward talk with Sophie is in my near future.
"So." He looks shy, but confident at the same time. I have no clue how he pulls it off. Maybe it's the leather jacket combined with his baby face. It does something to me.
"So?" I bite my lip, trying to keep this ridiculous smile off of my face.
Ben clears his throat before yanking me to his room and slamming the door behind us.
He wraps his arms around me burying his face in the hair that's covering my neck, which seems to be his favorite place recently. "Like it in there?"
"Mmm... I'm thinking about buying some real estate." He brushes my hair back, placing a kiss on my shoulder. "Right about here."
"Or maybe here." He kisses my collar bone.
Oh.
What was he talking about again?
He continues kissing my neck, moving further up. "I just want to live here. Or here."
His tongue slowly moves up behind my ear, sending chills down to my toes. "Or maybe here."
He kisses up my face finally landing on my mouth. When he pulls back slightly, I can feel him smiling against my lips. "Damn. I think I'll build my summer home here."
I can't help but giggle. He has me so on edge, unable to anticipate his next move.
He scoops me up in his arms. "I missed you so much, Beautiful."
He kisses my lips gently, before he moves his arms and totally drops me! The most unlady-like scream bursts out of me, as I land in a heap onto the bed.
"Jerk!" I playfully smack at his arms as moves closer.
He nudges my legs apart using one of his knees before lining up our bodies and resting gently above me.
While he's supporting his upper half on his arms, hovering just above me, his lower half, more specifically Big Ben, is pressing against me.
We fit together perfectly, like two puzzle pieces. Made for each other. It feels amazing and terrifying at the same time.
Ben leans up to kiss my lips and I can feel every inch of him rubbing against my throbbing core, exactly where I want him. A moan slips out of me without warning. Holy crap, that feels amazing.
We just need to ditch these annoying clothes. We really, really need to be naked right now.
I press back into him, hoping to relieve some of the pressure he's creating, but he pulls away.
What? No!
He chuckles. "Darlin', there's nothing I want more right now than to be deep inside of you, but I want to focus completely on you and not the fact that my brother is on the other side of that thin-as-fuck wall."
I sigh. Deep down, I know he's right, but my sex crazed brain is having a hard time understanding.
"I'll be really quiet." I pout my lips, hoping he'll at least get back on top of me.
"Oh darlin', I promise I will make you scream." His cocky grin sets me on fire.
He's so hot and confident, but adorable and insecure. He makes no sense, but he makes me want more. To do more. To be more. To live forever trying to be enough for him.
Being with Ben is easy now, but I feel like I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Can it really feel this real forever?
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He can't really be this perfect.
Can he?
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