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“Shit.” I heard him swear behind me. “I’ll go ask if they have another room available I can stay in.”
I reached out and grabbed his hand. “Please stay. We’re adults, there’s no reason we can’t share the bed.”
He looked toward the ensuite and pointed. “I’ll be on the couch.” His once proud shoulders now caved in like he’d been crushed by the world. That was my fault. Entirely my fault.
I couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss. His hard and demanding kiss. If I tried hard enough I could still feel him against my lips.
He had bags under his eyes and looked like he’d been dealt a shitty couple of months. The hockey team had been winning. His head was back in the game. He just looked so… sad. Lonely?
His handsomeness kicked me in the gut every time I looked his way. He still wasn’t talking and I hated it.
This wasn’t my Lukas. It wasn’t who we were. His shirt was rumpled and he already had board shorts on. I wanted to hug the shit out of him, but I didn’t. I kept a firm grasp on both arms so they didn’t get out of my control.
“I’m confused, Luke. I don’t know what to do.”
“I know. But, Zales, only you can decide what you want.” Heartbreak. I’d know that look anywhere. He sighed heavily like the weight of our relationship going forward weighed on his shoulders.
I wanted to take that weight away. I wanted the Lukas Munson smile I knew and loved.
I walked toward him intending to give him a hug because I think he needed it just as much as I did. Only… my feet planted firmly too far away to wrap him in my arms.
“Look, Zales. I want this. I want you. But I’m not going to force you into a relationship you don’t want or aren’t ready for, okay? I don’t want to make you miserable. I just want to show you how good we could be together. Give me this week. Give me one week to prove that this could work between us.”
“Lukas…”
“Don’t think about it, just say yes. I’ll give you the whole Luke Munson boyfriend experience. The kissing, hand holding, passionate sex, the activities we can get into while we’re here. If you decide at the end of the week you don’t want this, me, then I’ll walk away, but know if I walk away I won’t be back. I can’t sit around and watch you with someone else knowing that you’re mine. So you’ve got a big decision to make.” He closed his eyes. “Will you give me a week? “
“Yes,” I whispered. I could do that. No expectation. Just an unadulterated version of how it would look if we were together.
A lot had changed in the last few months. I’d quit the golf team much to the chagrin of my father. I couldn’t continue to do something I no longer loved. What the future held for me now? I didn’t know, but I was ready to figure it out.
Hopefully I’d have Lukas by my side when I did. Bright jade green eyes found mine. “If you decide to do this, Zales, it's because you want to. It’s because it’s me. Not because you think you need to or because you have anything to prove to me. You don’t. I’ve waited years for you. What’s a few more?”
“But…”
He was begging. I had never seen Luke beg before and it crushed me.
“Just one week?” I whispered.
“If that’s all you want, then yes. I want one week of you to myself. I want you to see what it’d be like for us to be together. As a couple. We know how amazing best friends are. Just imagine how great being in love would be.”
A trembling sensation shook my body but it wasn’t fear. It was excitement for us. For what the future could hold. Heat radiated from his body as he gave me that smoldering look.
He pushed off from where he was resting and walked toward me with sure steps. His calloused fingers grabbed my chin and he held me still as he leaned in for a kiss. He devoured me.
Body and soul. I belonged to Lukas Allen Munson. I’d fallen so hard I forgot what it was like to be with him in this intimate manner.
“Now… dinner is in just a couple hours. Which means our little agreement starts now. But first… I really need to shower. Care to join me?”
He held out his hand and I took it. Once we reached the bathroom he’d slipped off his shirt and pants and stood before me in just a black pair of boxers. His manhood pressed to the front, peeking out from the waistband.
He had the prettiest dick I’d ever seen. My mouth watered at the thought of sucking him off or having him between my legs. I resisted the urge to join him naked and wet.
If I wanted to give this a chance I needed to move slowly.
Florida was alive with the sights and sounds of spring breakers. Everywhere you looked there were college students. Some were from Allister University, where we went, and some were all the way from UC Berkley.
There were wet T-shirt contests and whipped cream licking contests (off girls, obviously). There was even a carnival up and running. Lukas held my hand the whole time, like we were on a date. Like we were a true couple.
