Page 57 of The Right Garza
He makes a quick tip of his head to the side. “Well, that’soneof the things I wanna do, yeah.”
“What are the other things?”
“Give me you and you’ll see.”
“You’re right,” I say, breathing heavy. “I do want you—well, tofuckyou. But I don’t think it’s anything more than that.”
His head dips so his lips hover just above mine, the heat of his breath caressing my lips. His fiery gaze locked on mine. I undulate beneath him, needing friction, but he’sjustout of reach. Arching up, I lift my head to meet his lips, but draws back in time, denying me the connection.
He shifts off of me and goes back to the way I found him. On his back, staring up at the ceiling. “I’ll take you to Pasadena. But I’m beat, so lemme get in a quick nap first. Go get ready.”
Wait, what? That’s it? How did we go from being so hot for each other the walls started sweating, to…this? Talks of transportation and a nap.
See? Good to know his mercurial assholeness carries over to intimacy as well.
“Sex wouldn’t have been a good idea anyway,” I say bitterly as I peel myself up off the bed and start out of the room. “I slept with your brother, and you slept with my best friend. Would be kind of messed up, if you ask me.”
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Trent’s “nap” lastsover three hours. I must have made a bazillion trips up the stairs to check if he’s awake. But he must’ve been really tired with how deep asleep he is.
Eventually, I give up checking, kick off my boots, and unplug my phone from his charging station. I’d found it completely dead in my purse earlier when I was getting ready and fixed it on his charging station to get some juice.
I power it up and find missed calls and texts from Trent and Maggie.
Maggie: Staying over at Tripp’s so I won’t be back tonight. xoxo
Trent: Hey. Gotta fill in at the office. Didn’t have time to make breakfast, but the pantry is stocked. Make yourself at home. Call me if you need anything.
Maggie: Tripp wants me to spend the day with him. We’re going to the beach, so I probably won’t be back till later tonight. Xoxo
Huh. I’d forgotten about my phone all day and hadn’t even thought to check in with Maggie. Well, at least she’s enjoying herself.
After making a quick video call to Mama, I microwaved and ate some of the food Monica brought Trent, then settled on the couch to watch moreLifetime.
It’s nightfall by the time Trent comes downstairs, dressed to go in jeans and a white tee. He looks delicious. His eyes slide over me as he moves to the kitchen. “Hey. Sorry I overslept.”
“No worries.” I peel up from the couch and grab my shoes. “I ate some of your food, so we’re even.”
“You want the rest to take home?” he asks.
He can be so nice when he wants to. “Oh no, that’s fine. I’d be evil to take all your oxtail.” I mean, he chased his twin with a taser for it, and here he’s offering it all to me.
While he gets a bottled water from the fridge and downs the whole thing, I zip on my boots.
After getting my purse and phone, I start out of the house ahead of him. Behind me, he locks the front door, then the jeep, parked out front, chirps to signal being unlocked.
I don’t realize Trent has followed me to the passenger side until I’ve opened the door, only for it to be slammed shut by a strong hand above my head and I’m forcibly spun around and shoved back against it.
Before I can register what’s happening, I’m swept up into a hurricane of a kiss. He kisses me with gusto, like a tornado licking up every last pebble from the earth. It’s wild and desperate and determined and intentional. I’ve never been kissed like this in my life.
His kiss speaks so many languages I do not understand. He sucks my soul right out of me then slowly, breath by breath, spills it back in. I feel like I’m on air. In another time, in another world. It’s the kiss I never knew I longed for, orneeded.
By the time he slows and parts his mouth from mine, I’m dazed, my chest heaving up and down. He nips at my lip, licks his tongue across it, before stepping back from me. “I’ll let that percolate for some time before I ask you if all you still want to do is fuck me.”
“I don’t thi—”
He tugs me forward so I collide into his hard chest. “Shh. Not yet.” He reaches behind me and opens the jeep door again, then ushers me inside.
