Page 33 of Pedal to the Metal

“What makes you think something’s wrong?” he asks.

A small breathy laugh escapes before I can stop it. “Oh, I don’t know maybe because I can sense how restless you are. You know you can talk to me, right?”

“Yeah, I know that. There’s just a few things bothering me.”

“Then talk to me Jagger.” I encourage him while silently hoping he’ll open up to me. We both seem to have this bad habit of keeping things bottled up inside. I want that to become an old habit. I want us to be open with one another, I want us to know we can rely on one another.

He sighs, “Well, for starters I would feel better if you’d let me pay you back for the money you spent on Jovi.”

I shake my head because the idea seems silly to me. I have more money in my trust fund then every single person currently in this house. I spent very little on Jovi in comparison. I don’t really know what the big deal is. “Why?”

, “Because your whole life is changing right now. The last thing you need to worry about is spending money on my little brother and his crush," he says, and I can see him shaking his head in the shadows of the room.

I prop myself up on my elbows, “Jagger I did it in the name of love,” I tell him with a laugh. “Besides money has never really been an issue for me, you know that.”

He sighs, and he brings a hand up to cup my non-damaged cheek. “I know it hasn’t in the past but who knows now since you’ve moved out of your parents’ house.”

“You know, you never asked me what I did today while you were at work," I tell him knowing that in some ways it will create a curiosity in him.

“What did you do today?” He asks, and I can hear the curiosity in his voice already.

I laugh again because his voice sounds so young and innocent when it’s full of curiosity. “I called Farrah and asked her what I should do next? She told me to move my trust fund to a different account or bank that only I’d have access to. So, I did. I still have my money now it’s just deciding what to do with my life since I won’t become a professional ballerina any time soon. So, is that what’s been bothering you?”

I feel him shrug then sigh. “That’s some of it.”

“What else?”

“I don’t know I guess I’m just stressed about finding my own place and everything," he tells me but I’m not sure I really believe him. There seems to be something more bothering him. It seems like something much more emotional and darker than just stressing over finding a place of his own. I want to push it, but I guess for the time being I just have to hope he’ll open up later. We still have a lot to learn about each other and I guess the trust will grow as time goes on. I hope sometime soon he feels comfortable enough to tell me things but for now I’ll let it go.

“You know you don’t have to get a place of your own, right?” I ask him because I don’t want him to feel like he has to do something to impress me.

“I know but I want to. I miss having my privacy and I’m sure at some point were going to want some privacy,” he says with a laugh.

I give him the most questioning look I can manage even though I know what he’s referring to and it immediately sent my body into a wave a heat. Finally, I ask, “Privacy? For what?” but before I know it, he’s flipped me over onto my back and is on top of me.

I let out a startled squeal from the sudden change. I’m laughing while he starts to trail kisses up and down my neck. “See that squealing is why we need privacy.”

He kisses me lightly on the lips, but I bury my hands in his hair and deepen the kiss. I pull back, “The squeal was from the surprise attack, but I can be quiet," I tell him a little breathless.

“Oh, can you?” he says in a teasing tone before bringing his lips back to mine. I’m lost in his kiss before I can reply. The butterflies in my stomach are going crazy and I feel lightheaded. I can feel his kiss in every part of my body. I could stay here like this all night.

He moves his lips down my neck and across my collarbone, the heat from his breath setting my already heated skin on fire. His feather soft kisses leave a trial of goosebumps across my skin and a desire growing in the pit of my stomach. He moves up to my ear lobe and pulls it lightly between his teeth causing me to arch my back so that I’m pressing against his bare chest. “Good girl. You can be quiet," Jagger whispers in my ear, his voice is raspy like he’s fighting for control of his body just as much as I am. His lips trail back down my neck to my chest. His amber colored eyes lock with mine.

When I finally come back down from the high, he’s right beside me. He presses a soft kiss to my mouth, “You’re amazing” He whispers before rolling over to his side of the bed, but he pulls me with him. My head coming to rest on his chest which is slick with sweat, I can still hear his heartbeat as it returns to normal. I’ve never experienced anything like that before. I’m completely ruined because nothing will ever compare to Jagger James.

Chapter 20

Jagger

Londynn’s stirring wakes me up, looking down I see her curled up next to my side, her head lying on my chest. I run my hand over my face, I hadn’t meant to let things get carried so far last night but once I had started kissing her, I found myself unable to stop. I can still feel her everywhere. Being with Londynn was like nothing I had felt since Harlyn. I haven’t been celibate over the last five years, hell I had been far from that, but nothing had ever felt like last night.

I run a hand through her honey-colored hair. I can feel her breath on my skin, but I watch the rise and fall of her back anyways. If I was worried about my feelings for her before last night, then I knew I was screwed now. There was no denying that I loved her which would be fine, but I couldn’t help but feel like eventually it’d all end. She wouldn’t be satisfied with the mediocre life. No matter what I did I wouldn’t be able to provide for her like she was used to and that made me think that eventually she’d get tired. When she got tired, she’d leave and it’d hurt like hell. I already knew what it was like to love and lose, I wasn’t sure I could survive that again.

Londynn stirs again and I hear a small sigh escape her mouth. Her dark hazel eyes look around before coming to rest on mine. A small smile comes across her face. “Good morning boyfriend.” She says quietly. The minute she says it I know I’ve gone too far. I can’t go back, and I don’t want to. I love this girl and it might kill me when she leaves but for the time being I’m going to enjoy this.

“Good morning pretty girl," I tell her while brushing a piece of stray hair from her face. A blush creeps across her cheeksbefore leaning down to kiss me. “I could get use to this," I tell her.

She giggles, “Me too.”

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