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“No, Adam. They’re not. Hawke isn’t gay. Gavin has alluded to Hawke having some problems back home, like he’s running away from something. But Gavin won’t talk about it and I’m not going to ask. They’re best mates, like you and Dax.” She waves it off as unimportant. “But you, you owe Gavin an apology.”
I sigh and stare at the broken pavement under my feet. “Fine, I’ll apologize to Gavin. Happy?” I’m well aware that I’m pouting like a girl.
“Very.” She steps forward until there’s hardly a centimeter between us. Her breath gently caresses my neck as I reach out and bring her against my chest. “I’m not going to say it wasn’t worth it, to watch you fight for me,” she murmurs, pulling back to tilt her chin up. “It was actually quite sexy.”
When she’s this close, I can feel the heat from her skin, see every tiny freckle on her face, smell the peppermint from the candy she’s been snacking on and the vanilla in her hair. I lean down and kiss her gently, just a brush of lips, not sure if I’m completely forgiven yet for being a jealous prick.
Ellie sighs and her lips part, allowing me access to her delicious mouth. I take advantage, tangling my tongue with hers, tasting and letting the electricity of her touch course through me. Unable to help myself, I put my arm around her waist and pull her tightly against me. The feel of her soft body against mine makes me so hard I think I might lose my mind. I’ve never been this sexually frustrated in my life, but I care about her too much to let it get out of hand.
“Ellie,” I groan between kisses, “we have to stop.” My cock is protesting, pressing pai
nfully against the zipper of my jeans.
“No,” she moans against my mouth and pushes her hips against my hard length.
“Yes,” I gently unwind her arms from around my neck and step back, breathing heavily as I try to control myself and my surging teenage hormones.
She looks devastated by my rejection.
“Ellie, I can’t… I just can’t do this here. On the street. Plus… you’re just not, we can’t…” I stop talking and squeeze my eyes shut, unable to convince my mouth and dick of the truth in what my brain already knows. That she’s too good for me.
She steps forward to wrap her hands in my shirt, yanking my body back against hers. “You can, and we will. Not here, not today, but we will,” she whispers into my neck.
I hug her tight, burying my face in her hair and inhaling her intoxicating scent again. The feelings I have for Ellie are beyond anything I’ve experienced before. She’s not a fuck and chuck or a quick shag, she’s more. The words I want to say are right on the tip of my normally eloquent tongue, but they don’t come fast enough and then the moment is gone.
10
Adam
“Hurry El, we’re going to miss it and we don’t have time before practice to wait for the next one!” I call out, dragging her along by her hand.
“Adam, you’re going to make me fall down!” She laughs as we run the short distance through the rain.
Ellie squeals when we reach the rows of red rope, dipping between fixed poles to keep the queue orderly. It’s raining so hard today, that the queue is empty. By the time we weave around all of the poles, we’re drenched and out of breath.
“Tickets?” the bloke at the entrance asks. I drop them into his hand and he opens up the capsule door, ushering us inside. “Have fun,” he says, shutting us inside with a soft thud.
“Wow,” Ellie exclaims, catching her breath. “We have a whole capsule to ourselves.” She turns and gives me a mischievous grin. “It’s so beautiful, even in the rain.” Her hands are pressed to the glass wall as we begin to rise, tiny streams of water drip off of the ends of her long hair.
I cross the small space and crush against her back, wrapping my arms around her waist. “I figured you’d ridden the London Eye before,” I whisper in her ear.
She shivers from the contact. “Once, but only for school. It was kind of boring, we had to mark things on maps.”
Ellie arches her head back, exposing the damp skin that stretches from her ear to her shoulder. I flick my tongue along it to catch each droplet of water. Once I’m satisfied, I scrape my teeth up and down the length of her neck before placing a small kiss on each tender spot.
“Mmmmm.”
The moans that she makes drive me insane. I could listen to her all day. I have to stop this torture. I didn’t bring her here to fuck her. I wanted to have an actual date, something I’ve never done with anyone before.
“Look,” I point outside, “you can see pretty far even with all the rain.”
Ellie huffs in frustration when I stop kissing her neck, but she follows my hand to see where I’m pointing.
“That’s Charing Cross Station,” she says. “Oh, and there’s the bridge!” She squirms out of my arms and dashes to the other side of the pod. “Look Adam! It’s Westminster Abby!”
I watch her face light up and smile. That look is why I wanted to do this, to see her happy and carefree because of something I did for her. “It’s beautiful,” I agree, looking out through the glass, water splashing against it and running down in sheets. “The city looks so peaceful from up here. You could almost believe that life is perfect,” I say wistfully.
Ellie turns to face me, putting her hands up behind my neck and threading them through my wet hair. “With you, it’s always perfect,” she whispers.
