Page 30 of Letters From a Broken Heart
He slips his hands down my back until he’s gripping my thighs. He lifts me into the air and I don’t hesitate to wrap my legs around his waist. He keeps one arm under my butt and the other is wrapped tightly around me, hugging me close.
I'm surprised when he doesn’t bother going back into the living room, instead he climbs into his bed and settles with his back against the headboard. He reaches for his blanket and I move with him. He drapes the fabric over my back, making sure I don’t get cold.
Then he leans his head against the padded headboard and when I peek up at him, his eyes are closed. He slips his hands beneath the blanket and under the back of my shirt. He trails his fingers over my bare skin.
“I love you, baby. I'm never going to push you away. If anything, I want to grab onto you and never let you go, but I need to know that’s what you want too,” he murmurs softly in my ear.
“You really want to date me?” I pull back so I can meet his eyes.
“I really want to marry you, but I’ll settle for dating for now.” A smirk tugs on the corner of his lips, making me choke out a giggle through my tears.
“You don’t care that I dated Jack?”
“There will be days it will hurt a little more than others. I’ll always wonder if he loved you better than I do. If he made you happier than me. If his touch made you relax more than mine. If you miss his kisses and touch more than you enjoy mine.”
“He didn’t touch me and he rarely kissed me,” I whisper my confession quietly. It’s embarrassing when I think of it now. Why did I put up with feeling like I was never good enough?
“What do you mean?” He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear as he stares deeply into my eyes.
“He normally only kissed me when people were watching and it was a simple peck on the lips. Nothing more.” I drop my eyes to his chest and begin drawing little designs on his skin with my fingers.
“Did you ever…” Easton trails off, making me glance up at him. He has one eyebrow raised and is waiting for me to answer. “You don’t need to answer me if you don’t want to.”
“No, we didn’t. Never. Not even close.”
“I just… I don’t get it. What was wrong with him?”
“You mean me? What was wrong with me that he didn’t want to kiss me?” I try to fight it, but the tears gather in my eyes almost instantly.
“No. There’s nothing wrong with you. The only reason my lips aren’t on yours is because I'm trying to respect you and my brother’s memory. Like I said, he gets the rest of today, but I get the rest of your life.”
“I don’t remember you asking me to date you.” I peek up at him with a smirk tugging on the corner of my lips.
“Maybe I'm not giving you a chance to turn me down.” He brushes his thumb over my bottom lip and I don’t hesitate to nip at it. “And again, I'm not making a move until tomorrow.”
“Can we go to sleep now?”
“If you want to.” He glances at the clock on his nightstand and frowns. “It’s only four-thirty. Why do you want to go to sleep?”
“Tomorrow will come faster if I'm asleep.”
Chapter 12
Easton
Tomorrow will come faster if I'm asleep.
Her words play on repeat in my head. I can't believe she feels the same way about me as I do about her. It’s amazing, but in a way, it makes me hate Jack even more.
He didn’t want to date her, he only did it so I couldn’t. He really wasn’t willing to share his best friend with me and that’s all sorts of screwed up.
We’ve been lying in bed for a few hours. We didn’t go to sleep at four-thirty, instead we talked and cuddled. She straddled my lap and stared down into my eyes with a flirty little smile on her lips for a big portion of that time. It took every ounce of my will to keep my hands to myself.
When Taylor got hungry, I ordered some food from the same pizza place I did last time. Of course, I forgot to put on a shirt and the same girl delivered our food. She was so happy and begged meto go on a date with her, but I quickly said no. Her face fell when she saw Taylor enter the room in my shirt and I think she got the hint. I’m already taken and she has no chance with me.
Though, I'm not really taken. Not yet. But in a few hours…
My mind keeps straying to different memories I have of Jack and his relationship with Taylor. They never really added up, but their relationship irritated me, so I tried to ignore it in general.
