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More importantly, there is a smile on my face. One that won’t go away.
They say your first time sucks. And at first, it was uncomfortable and awkward. Neither of us knew exactly what to do, it being the first time for both of us. After a few minutes, though, our bodies started speaking to one another and things got intense.
Wyatt being my first was the best decision I ever made. He was gentle and sweet when I needed him to be and in control and demanding when I asked him to be.
The perfect mix of loving and greedy.
Looking over at him, his breathing is just as ragged as my own. His smile even larger than mine.
When I decided to give myself to Wyatt, to give him my virginity, I was scared. So I waited. Four months I waited for the perfect moment, carrying that tent and sleeping bag in my trunk knowing that I wanted it to happen here.
At our place.
Our spot.
For the last three weeks, I’ve been trying to get him alone down here, but our schedules have been crazy and Jones has been around. A lot.
I can’t really complain about it. With graduation approaching, he was always thinking about Sawyer and what she was missing out on. Graduation was their pivotal moment. It was the beginning of everything they planned. The beginning of their life together.
Thankfully, he wanted to wash away his sorrow and memories with booze tonight. That gave Wyatt the idea to bring us down here, for us to be alone and celebrate together.
What better way to celebrate the beginning of the rest of our lives?
Wyatt’s silent; the only sound in the tent is his breathing. I give him a few minutes to let it all sink it. I was mentally prepared for this, to experience this moment. I sprung it on him, and thankfully he was just as ready as I was. At least physically.
Rolling toward him, I lay my hand on his chest, his heart pounding against it. His smile widens as he turns and our eyes connect. I see what he wants, and I couldn’t be happier to oblige.
“We can’t,” he says as I’m about to wrap my hand around him.
“Why?” I ask, pulling my hand back as if it’s been burned. Does he not want to do it again? Was it not as good for him as it was for me?
“I only had one condom.”
“Seriously?”
“Well, if I had known that you were going to be insatiable our first time, I would have stuffed an entire box in my wallet.”
“I’m not insatiable,” I reply defensively. “I just love being with you, and this is new and fun and amazing.”
“And it can happen again as soon as I make a stop at the store. I promise.”
“Fine, but there are other things we can do until then…”
My voice trails off as Wyatt rolls on top of me. “Yes, yes, there are,” he finally says.
“We can make this work,”he finally says as the last firework explodes above us.
“We can try at least. For now, it is what it is.”
“Why don’t we talk about this tomorrow? I have to meet with the Mayor early in the morning, and I’m sure you need some rest.”
“About that, what are the sleeping arrangements tonight? I don’t want to put you out. I can sleep on the couch if you want to snuggle with Lola.”
Reaching for my hand, Wyatt slips his fingers between mine and my eyes close at the familiar feeling. Strong and calloused, his hand wrapped around mine has always made me feel safe and loved.
“We can make this work,” he repeats. “How about we both snuggle with our daughter tonight?”
My heart soars, the thought of sharing a bed with Wyatt after all this time almost too much to handle. No, we’re not having sex. This isn’t even about being together. It’s about our daughter. He wants to be close to her, and he probably knows I won’t sleep if I’m not close to her.
