Page 16 of My Curvy Puck


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“Where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise. Just relax and…” I turn and stop so suddenly that Hazel’s perfect body crashes into mine and our faces are almost touching. My face is hardened, my eyes serious when I say, “Just trust me.”

Hazel nods. It’s a firm, resounding nod that I know means she trusts me completely. She looks at my lips and choosing not to waste another damned second, I lean forward and press them on hers.

The kiss is deep. The fuse locks our mouths together, and every desire floating inside of me doesn’t want to pull away. But there’s better things to come, and that thought helps me pull away.

“Let’s go.” We force ourselves apart. If only for a moment. “I have a plan.”

****

I scatter the red petals over my bed. I’ve already changed the sheets to the best and softest fabric I’ve got, and the crisp whiteness of the Egyptian cotton makes the roses petals pop. The candles on the bedside tables wave gently, flickering a soft light that matches the scent of velvety smooth vanilla.

“Hmmm…” I grip my chin, deep in thought. “Too cheesy?”

I shake my head.

She’ll love it.

I glance at the clock on my wall. I’ve left Hazel on the sofa in my living room for too long. We’d barely muttered a word on the ride back to my place. I was off in another world, planning everything in my head. And Hazel? I think she was just a nervous wreck. I mean, she was about to lose her virginity to her best friend’s twin brother. If that doesn’t make you nervous, then I don’t know what will.

But I’ve got a plan. I’m going to make this night the best damn night of her life.

And then some.

She’d be halfway done the bottle of wine I cracked for her by now, but maybe that’s not a bad thing?

I take one last look at my bedroom and an excited jump makes me spin and hurry to collect the girl I’ve wanted to do this with for years.

“Are you ready?” I call out.

Hazel’s bright face turns from my lounge. She’s gripping a glass of red wine, and to my surprise, she’s barely touched it. I step across and pick up the bottle, studying the nearly full contents and raising my brows to Hazel.

“I want to remember it…” Hazel shrugs, answering my questioning frown.

I smile and nod, and after placing the bottle back down, I hold my hand out, inviting Hazel to link up with me.

“Come on,” I say. “It’s ready.”

Hazel’s hand clutches mine and I lead her down the hallway. My legs feel like jelly, and when we reach my bedroom door, I step back and allow Hazel to push the door open. Nerves streak through my body. I’m well known for holding my nerve on the ice. But right now… my hands are shaking like I’m about to be smashed by a pair of seven-foot tall defensive backs.

I’ve never done anything like this before. I scrounged the candles together from the bottom drawer in the kitchen. I’d used them in a blackout once before. The rose petals? A stop at the gas station on the way wasn’t a complete waste after all, was it?

Please like it. Please like it. Please like it.

I won’t lie. I’m packing it.

But the sight of the bedspread glowing under candlelight has Hazel twirling into my arms, her mouth attached on mine the second she catches sight of the scene I’ve set.

“Noah…” Her lips push onto mine and I pull her in tight. “Oh my god… You did this just now? For me?” Another scattering of wild kisses tingles my cheeks. “I love it. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!”

Hazel is on her tiptoes, her arms pulling around my neck, so I’m forced to kiss her. But that’s no issue. I devour her, inviting her to part her lips with a swipe of my tongue. She opens wide, permitting entry and our breath intensifies.

“Wait…” I say, pulling back for a second. “There’s one more surprise…”

“What?” Hazel kisses my neck, and her hands are gliding down underneath my shirt.

“Go and get comfy on the bed,” I say, breathless already. “I’ll be back in a second.”

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