Page 44 of Holiday on the Rocks
It was like nothing ever before. There was sweat and steam, and the heat between us was electric. We were both all in, and the desire to please the other was like an endless spiral. My body was trembling, restless, and we couldn’t get enough.
Cursing, seething, and the primal sounds coming from me were foreign to my own ears as we both reach the place we haven’t been to together in for so long.
He collapsed on me, and I wanted to never move again. I didn’t want him anywhere but on me as I inhaled his scent trying to memorize him.
I gently tickled his back as we lay in silence for a long time and eventually dozed off for a little bit.
My eyes opened before I crawled out of bed, tiptoed to his closet, and pulled on a red and black flannel shirt. It was big and cozy and I floated down to the kitchen. I grabbed two cans of Coke and was heading back to my new favorite bedroom when my eyes landed on the guitar that sat in the corner.
I entered the bedroom and set our sodas on the nightstand as he came out of the bathroom wearing jeans and no shirt. Sigh.
“Hey.”
“Hey.” I set the guitar on the end of the bed. “I heard you playing last night.”
“Is that right?”
“Will you play for me?”
“You don’t want that. I’m a little rusty.”
“Come on, please. Pretty please?”
A delicious grin slid across those lips. “Are you begging me right now?”
Eye roll. “No.”
“That’s a shame. I always loved it when you begged.” He walked up to me.
“Stop.”
He reached out and started unbuttoning my shirt. The shy me was no longer when near him. He still breathed life into every part of me. Made me bold and unafraid at a glance.
He pushed the shirt over my shoulders, and it dropped to the floor.
“Lay down.”
I fought my grin and failed. “Are you being bossy?”
With one nod I lay on my side with my head on his pillow as he picked up the guitar and sat beside me. A new peace settled in as he began to gently strum the strings. My heart sighed at the song I’d heard so many times I still had each note memorized. It would always be my favorite, and hearing it now was almost surreal.
It took me to the day we ditched our last class, and his father wasn’t home so it was an afternoon of Levi time. My favorite. I lay on his bed while he sat on the edge and listened to the song Tenerife Sea over and over again until he could play it because it was my favorite.
He looked over while his fingers danced across the strings and his grin sent little zings of electricity to my tummy.
“I like closure, Allison.” He shot me a wink. “You good with it so far?”
My cheeks grew warm as I nodded.
“One day and we’re done. It’s good.”
He looked back at his fingers on the strings while I hated to admit his words had my stomach doing a spinny thing. Not the good kind of spinny thing, but more like the dread kind of spinny thing.
As the beautiful music surrounded me, I had to check myself. I would not dread this when it came to an end. I was living like a wild woman for a day and that was that. There was nothing between us more than chemistry that could blow shit up. I just needed to keep my body armor on. I mean, I’d stay naked with him, duh, but I wouldn’t let any little feelings creep in. This was a day of connecting and saying goodbye to us.
Before I knew exactly what was happening the guitar was leaning against the wall.
“I forgot some shit at home so I need to run into town.” He walked over and pulled me to my feet. “You need anything from Walgreens?” He gave me a sideways glance. “Other than Dove chocolate? You still have a chocolate problem, right?”
