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“I should get you out of this water,” I say as her forehead falls to rest on mine.
She nods.
“Okay,” she whispers.
Still, we don’t move. I want to live out my fantasy, to wrap her hair in my fist and push up into her. I want to see her bare tits in the moonlight, her nipples so hard from the cold that the only way to warm them is with my mouth covering them. I want to sink into her and worship every inch of her body, especially the parts she feels she needs to hide.
But that can wait.
Yes, Cameron. You can wait.
My eyes flutter closed, and I shift my hands to her hips, tempted to pull her closer one last time. Instead, I lick my bottom lip and chuckle softly.
“I got a little carried away there. I apologize,” I say, not sorry at all. Not one bit. I nudge her weight up and she lifts on her knees, finally taking my hands to get on her feet. Her leg in front of me, I consider for a second leaning forward and pressing my lips to her scars. But I promised her that I wouldn’t even notice, and this small piece of magic deserves to remain untainted with any negative feelings. This, too, can wait.
“Don’t apologize,” she says as I get to my feet next to her. Her hands held in mine, I walk backward as she follows, her gaze darting from my eyes to the water at our feet. She’s blushing. I don’t need the light to know it. I see it in the way she sucks in her lip and tries to keep her smile in check.
“You said when we finally kissed, I’d know,” she says, our feet finally on dry land.
A wet strand of hair has fallen over her eye and I move it behind her ear, the back of my hand hovering for a moment against her cheek. I run it along her jaw then stroke her mouth with the pad of my thumb. Her lips part with the sweetest exhale.
“I did,” I say, again fighting temptation.
She swallows, her body shivering.
“That sure wasn’t some of that on the cheek bullshit.” She throws my words back at me and we both let out an airy laugh.
“Let me get you a sweatshirt,” I say, moving my palms to her biceps. I rub up and down a few times then skip up the slope to my bag where I tucked my Welles Football sweatshirt after practice. She manages to scale her way up to me on her own. I help her slip into my sweatshirt then indulge in one final kiss before walking her back to her dorm.
I sense she’s not ready to share our secret with others and I respect that, letting go of her hand when I feel her fingers itch to be loose. She says good night and turns to jog up the steps of Hayden Hall.
“Wait, I almost forgot,” I say before she gets too far away.
She comes back down to the first step, her eyes scanning the empty campus around us. If anyone is out here tonight, it’s likely Lily and Theo or Morgan and James sneaking off to the stupid library lair. I quickly reach into my bag, not wanting her to feel nervous, and pull out the folded list of coffee orders along with a crisp hundred-dollar bill. I hand it to her. She blinks at it a few times, finally unfolding the paper to read the various words:
Unsweet mocha, venti
Regular coffee, half almond milk
Carmel macchiato, large (2)
Medium coffee, four Splenda, two pumps of sugar-free vanilla
Pumpkin spice cold brew
Pumpkin spice hot brew
And about seven more orders. Her mouth hangs open as her gaze pops up to meet mine. I grin with closed lips and nod toward her losing bet in her hands.
“Maybe give me a lift in the morning again and we can negotiate whether or not I am willing to bend the betting rules to help you carry these.”
She huffs out a hard laugh, and my lips twitch into a lopsided smile.
“Good night, Brooky.”
I wink and turn my back to her, jogging across the main lawn to my dorm. My phone buzzes in my bag when I reach the steps, and I turn to see if she’s still standing on hers. She’s not, but the message on my phone is from her.
BROOKY:Negotiation time. You help me with both orders tomorrow, and I’ll let you drag my ass into that cold river to make out again.
