Page 138 of Our First Christmas


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“Good night.”

We stand there in silence, watching them retreat toward the resort. Trent’s uncertainty vibrates off of him in waves. He’s tense. I want to do nothing but reassure him.

“Trent, I love you.”

His dark eyes shoot down at me. “You loved him first.”

His haunting words hang there like a knife to my gut. It nearly kills me. He was so sure not even thirty minutes ago, and now he is second guessing.

I reach up, grabbing his face. “I love you now. Do you understand me?”

His mouth is on mine in an instant. I feel the tension fall away as our tongues collide.

CHAPTER6

TRENT

Walking back to the resort, I feel like I need to clear the voice in the back of my head that has been nagging me. I know Fallon loves me. I don’t doubt that for a second. However, since seeing my mom and her reaction, it’s been bugging me. I never thought it would hurt her. She assured me a thousand times that she was over the moon for us. She was even with me when I chose the ring. I guess I just didn’t think about…

Connor.

“I need to ask you something.”

Her eyes find mine; a seriousness falls across her face. She knows what’s coming and that makes me almost feel bad for asking.

“Go on.”

“Do you ever feel guilty for loving me?”

Fallon closes her eyes, stopping right in her tracks. “I feel guilty for arguing with Connor. I feel guilty about what happened. But no, I don’t feel guilty for loving you.” A lone tear falls as she opens her eyes to look at me.

It’s there, the hurt, the guilt, the love. It’s all there. She feels everything I feel. It gives me reassurance that I am not alone in this. We are in this together. That war within my mind isn’t just my battle, but both of ours to fight together.

I grab the back of her neck, pulling her in. I kiss her with everything I have in me so she’ll never doubt my love. Never. Her hands grip the back of my neck, holding me tightly too. She matches me.

That voice in the back of my head quiets, allowing me to be happy.

* * *

I practically drag Fallon through the lobby. I’m in a hurry to get her alone. I couldn’t wait for my parents to retreat. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad they were there and that they witnessed my proposal from a distance. But right now, I just want to bury myself in my girl. I need to feel her.

“Trent!” Fallon laughs as I all but push her into the room. Grabbing thedo not disturbsign, I slap it on the doorknob and slam the door closed, locking it.

When I turn to look at her, all the air leaves my lungs. Fallon’s back is to me as she is opening the double doors that open to the ocean. It reminds me of when I surprised her at Emma’s wedding, and she invited me to stay the night with her in her hotel room. So much has changed since that night. We were just two friends. Best friends and then I crossed a line. A line I’m now grateful for crossing.

I continue taking her in while she stares out into the darkness. The thin straps on her dress reveal her tan back. I can’t see the freckles that are painted across her shoulders, but I know they are there. It makes my mouth water. I know every detail of her body. To know Fallon is mine and that she’s not going anywhere. My dick strains in my pants, reminding me that I am a man on a mission.

I start unbuttoning my shirt as I make my way to her. Stepping into her back, I brush her dark hair aside and pepper kisses along the back of her neck and shoulders.

“Mine,” I whisper as I continue kissing her.

“Yours.”

That one word does me in. Grabbing her wrist, I pull her toward the bed.

“Take off your sandals,” I demand as I make quick work at removing the rest of my clothes.

When Fallon reaches to remove her dress, an idea comes to mind. I snatch her hand away. “No, leave it on.”

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