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He chuckled at me. “I don’t think Tyson would appreciate being called beautiful. Abby you are gorgeous even with those glasses you use to hide behind.”
My eyes shot up to his face. “How do you know that’s why I like them?” I asked staring at Cal.
“I have a sister like you. Shy. Doesn’t talk much. She’s the third oldest. I have you all figured out, Abby. I have a lot of experience with women.”
“You do.” I wasn’t sure what he was saying. Although, I thought he was way more experienced than me.
He touched my cheek and smiled at me. “Not that, Abby although I have…you know…have you?” He asked.
“Had sex?” I asked hearing my voice rise in octave because I was embarrassed.
He nodded.
“Oh, hell no,” I said in a rush of words so fast they made his head spin I was sure. He chuckled at me. “How old were you?” I asked.
“Fifteen. Didn’t mean anything. Didn’t last long enough to be enjoyable. Probably won’t do it again until I’m with someone I care about.”
“What was it like?” I asked breathlessly. My face flushed when he laughed at me.
“That is something you should probably ask a girl not a guy.”
He tugged me down until our bodies were flush with each other. Then he wrapped his arm around me. That was all. He didn’t touch me anywhere. Cal just held me. “I like holding you, Abby.”
I liked it too.
Cal scooted onto his back and tucked me into his side. We were comfortable. Way too comfortable because we both fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms on the sofa, in the family room of my parent’s house.
That is where Tyson found us at midnight when he came home from Mac’s. Better Tyson than my Dad. I felt a flick on my ear. I swatted at the offending thing pestering me. I felt another flick that hurt worse than the first. I bolted upright and looked around. I had to push my hair back to see my brother sitting on the coffee table.
“Asshole,” I snapped at him.
“I could have left you and sleeping beauty there all night for Dad to find in the morning,” he said.
“Funny,” Cal informed him. He stretched and yawned. “What time is it?” He asked.
“One,” he said. “I thought you two were coming to Mac’s?”
“I decided I wanted to just stay home.” He sat up and showed Tyson his side where he had taken the tackle in the kidney. It was more bruised than when he showed me earlier tonight.
My brother whistled. “That looks bad Cal. You might need to get that checked out.”
“I’m fine,” he grumbled.
It did look bad. He took my hand and tugged me up. “Walk me outside,” he said not giving me a choice.
At the driver’s door, Cal tugged me into his arms. “You’re my girl, right Abby? I don’t even have to ask that do I? You wouldn’t turn down an offer like that from Cal Cooper.” Then he grinned and I could see those dimples and his eyes dancing in his face, only because we still had moonlight.
I didn’t know what it meant to be anyone’s girl. He swooped in and kissed me, leaving me breathless. Then Cal moved away leaving me wanting more of those kisses. I opened my eyes. He was smiling at me. “I should get home.”
I nodded.
“See you tomorrow night?”
“Okay,” I replied.
“A real date,” he said.
I had never been on a date before. “What time?”
