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Chapter Twelve

TEN YEARS AGO

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“Westin, will you slowdown?” I quicken my strides, careful not to trip over the branches and rocks littering the path to the pond.

Today has been the picture perfect summer day.

Honestly, every day with Westin is perfect.

I don’t know how it happened.

How he went from my friend, to my boyfriend, to someone I don’t think I could ever live without.

He’s become a rock for me. A cheerleader. Someone who believes in me unconditionally. I didn’t think it was possible to feel this strongly about someone at only sixteen years old, but there’s no denying the love I feel for him.

He’s the only person I want to see when I open my eyes every morning. The only voice I want to hear. The only touch I want to feel.

Even on a bad day, the sight of him brings a smile to my face.

“Come on slow poke,” he teases, disappearing through the thick foliage.

“Westin!” I whine dramatically when I exit the woods and step out onto the clearing that overlooks the old fishing pond that we discovered last year on a walk.

“Finally.” He grins, tugging me into his arms. Dipping his face down, he runs his nose along mine. “What took you so long?”

“Gee, I don’t know. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that your legs are twice as long as mine.”

“I think that might be a bit of an over exaggeration,” he teases, dropping a feather light kiss to my lips.

My skin instantly heats and the familiar ache in my belly makes itself known.

Westin and I have yet to go all the way. I think in part it’s because I’m scared. But also because he wants to make sure I’m really ready before we do. Honestly, every time he touches me I feel primed to go, but I understand the importance of waiting.

I just hope he doesn’t expect that I’m going to wait too much longer.

I want to share every part of myself with him.

I want him to have every single one of my firsts.

I want to experience everything with him.

The fact that he’s going to be leaving for college at the end of the summer has added a little urgency to this. And while he plans to attend somewhere within driving distance, I know our carefree days are numbered and it won’t be long before real life is knocking on our doors.

“Says the one with mile long legs,” I murmur against his mouth. “Tell me you love me.” I wrap my hands around the back of his neck.

“You know I do.” I can hear the smile in his voice.

“Tell me anyway.”

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“Not possible.” He groans when I deepen the kiss. “Keep kissing me like that, Miss Ryan, and I won’t be able to control what happens next.”

“Maybe that’s the point.” I slide in closer.

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