Page 72 of Wild About You
“I’ll drink my water.”
He smiles and lifts his hand in awhatever you wantgesture.
“Let’s play ‘I’ve never.’ It’ll help us get to know each other again.”
“All right.”
I think for a minute. “I’ve never had sex in public.”
Tyler brings the glass back up to his lips and drinks, then I do the same.
“Maybe this was a bad idea,” I admit as jealousy surges through me.
I want to know all these things about him. What his life has been like, who he’s dated, how serious he was with other girls, etc… but I was not prepared for how angry it would make me.
“The beach with you,” he says, and the memory hits me so hard I can almost taste the salty air from that night. “There hasn’t been anyone but you.”
“You mean…” I let his words bounce around in my brain. “What do you mean?”
He drinks the rest of the blue drink in one gulp and then stands. He takes the other drink waiting for him. “Thanks, Mav, but don’t quit your day job.”
We wander through the game room and then the living room. He gets stopped a few times by guys excited to see him out drinking, but when it’s just the two of us again, he says, “I didn’t really date after you. No, correction, I didn’t date after you. Period.”
“That was almost four years ago.”
“I focused on graduating and then hockey.” He shrugs one shoulder.
“But…” I glance around the party. There are so many girls here tonight. Beautiful girls that I know would jump at a shot with him. I mean, who wouldn’t? He’s gorgeous and smart, considerate—the total package.
“Why?”
“At first it was because I was still too in love with you to even think about someone else. And then at some point I stopped considering it because I knew this moment would come and I wanted you to know that I might have been the one that ended things then, but it wasn’t because I stopped wanting you.”
I exhale a long breath, my lungs suddenly feeling tight. “That’s crazy.”
He slides a hand around the back of my neck and his thumb glides along my skin. “There are a lot of things we should talk about, but tonight let’s just enjoy being with each other again.”
He waits for me to nod, then places a soft kiss on my lips. “Wanna see my pool skills?”
A weight lifts. He’s right. We’ll have time to dive into all of that later. “Absolutely, I do.”
For the rest of the night, we bounce around the party. Every chance he gets, he kisses me or holds my hand. I don’t accomplish my mission of getting him drunk, but I really just wanted to make sure he had a night off to relax and I think he did that.
Sometime after two, the party starts to die off and we head upstairs. He squeezes my hand as we pass his room. I think he’s going to come inside mine, but he hesitates in the doorway.
“You don’t want to have a sleepover?” I ask, smiling and trying to pull him closer.
“We don’t have to rush or cram an entire relationship into a weekend. I’m not going anywhere.”
Tyler of four years ago would have already had me naked, and I don’t think it’s because he was trying to fit a lot of sex into the few days we got to see each other. Or at least not entirely because of that.
“Is this because I said I wasn’t sure what I wanted?”
He steps to me and tips my face up with a hand at my chin. “I’ve waited a long time for this, another week or month won’t kill me. I’m a patient guy.”
“That’s great for you, but what about me?” I whine. I feel like I might burst at the seams. The entire night his hands roamed over me and now I want more.
Chuckling lightly, he presses his hips against me to let me feel how hard he is. “Take your time and figure out what you want, Piper, because I plan on being the last guy inside of you.”
