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“You made me come in my pants like a teenager,” I laugh.
“I like having that effect on you.” She smiles.
“You’re very sweet.” I kiss her lips.
“I want us to have sex,” she blurts.
“Now?” I ask and feel alarmed.
“No.” She smacks my chest lightly and hops off the counter. She lifts up her tights. “Tonight. Tomorrow, before we leave.”
I take some tissues to clean myself up.
“Are you sure? It’s your first time, Willa. It matters,” I say to her.
“Why are you so sweet, Wyatt James?” She looks up to me batting her lashes.
“Because my sister basically taught me all the dating rules I know. She’s ten years older than me, and she had her share of bad relationships before she met her husband. She made me promise not to be a douchebag.”
“I like her already.” Willa smiles.
I shake my head because… this girl.
“How are we getting out of here?” I ask.
“I’ll slip out first,” she says. “See you later at the party. Bring a condom, just in case.”
Just like that Willa slips out of the bathroom. I wait a few minutes, washing my hands and looking in the mirror. Did that really just happen?
CHAPTER NINE
Willa
We arrive to the Montgomerys’ party before anyone else because my parents have to be on time.
The place is empty, and all the food looks delicious, but it isn’t polite to touch anything when we are the only ones here.
Houston walks over to the corner of the room where my parents are talking to his mother. Houston is all smiles, which is weird. He’s never been this friendly in previous years. I wonder if there is something different about me. I immediately know the answer. Being around Wyatt makes me feel beautiful, special, and friendlier? I’ve always been on the shy side, but something about Wyatt emboldens me. Maybe it’s the way he looks at me, or maybe it’s my ability to make him come undone. When that guy comes, it’s seriously the hottest thing I have ever seen.
More guests slowly begin to pour in. Houston is asking me about pre-law and telling me about his business classes.
Out of the corner of my eye I see the James family walk in, and all I can think isfinally.
Wyatt spots me and his eyes narrow on Houston. I find his jealousy to be adorable. If he feels the need to claim me the wayhe did in the bathroom earlier, I will take it, because he gives the best orgasms. Well, they are the only orgasms I know of, but still they are earth-shattering.
Mr. and Mrs. James come to say hello to my parents.
“Hi, Willa, nice to see you again,” Mrs. James says.
Mom looks at me, cocking her brow.
“I was visiting over at the Jameses’ cabin when you guys were in town the other day,” I explain to Mom, who still has her head tilted to the side in confusion.
“Who were you visiting with, dear?” Mom asks.
“Wyatt,” I reply.
Houston looks taken aback when I say Wyatt’s name, but Mom looks more affronted.
