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Not more than a month ago, I was the same way, so Lark might be right. I shouldn’t be too hard on him. He knows he screwed up my night, and I’m certain Trish isn’t too impressed with how things played out.

“I’ll apologize to your girlfriend if you’d like.”

“She doesn’t need you to. It’s squashed between us, so it’s over for her.” I step closer and lower my voice this time, and say, “Look, you can use the apartment, but maybe not so . . . frequently. Lark and I are going to be here more often.”

“Maybe it’s time I get my own.”

“Let’s just get through this year. I’ll be going to medical school, and it will be all yours.”

He nods, but then holds out his hand. “Are we good?”

I take his hand, but then pull him against me to pat his back. “We’re good.”

As soon as we back away from each other, he says, “The roses were a nice touch. Trish loved them.”

“Trish can have them. Make something up, like you had them delivered for her. After having her night ruined, she should have something nice come of it.”

“Don’t worry,” he says, walking back to the other room. “Something came . . . of it.”

I shake my head because this kid is too much. “You’re such a fucker, Noah.”

“That’s why the girls love me.” He opens the door and disappears into the bedroom.

That’s my cue to return to my girlfriend. Not sure what Trish is to him, but I’m not sure it matters much tonight.

I open the door to find her still standing at the window. She looks back at me and then returns her gaze through the glass. “I didn’t know our town was so pretty at night. How have I lived here my whole life and never seen an image of it from this elevation before?”

“This building has only been around for four years or so, and there aren’t any high-rises, though not for long. One is being built next door.”

“Soon we won’t recognize Beacon at all.” She sounds impressed with the view, but not so much about the changes to our town.

“It will be so different even after medical school.” I shove my hands in my pockets and stay where I am, unsure how she feels about the situation we just encountered.

She angles toward the window again. “So will we.”

“Is that something you think about?”

Glancing back over her shoulder, she smiles as if she knows I’m onto her. She likes routine but has a spontaneous side that she seems oblivious to. Guess I do know her better than she thinks. “All the time.”

I go to her and wrap my arms around from behind. Dipping down to kiss her neck, I then whisper, “I think about you all the time.”

“What about the future?” She turns in my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck. “What happens when it’s time for us to go to medical school? You don’t even talk about it? I have no idea where you’re applying. Should we consider applying at some of the same schools? Or this,us, ends when fall comes next year?”

Her beautiful green eyes are deeper in color, caught up in the forest of her thoughts. Now that I’ve felt her love, her affection, and caring, I’m not capable of imagining my life without her. But I can’t give her an answer that will appease. I can only tell her, “I’ll go where you go.”

Her body eases against mine, the response seeming to suffice. “Kiss me, babe.”

The night felt ruined not ten minutes ago, but light shines in her eyes, giving me another opportunity. I kiss her, our tongues caressing as our hands find purchase against each other.

We move to the bed, but for a second, I still. Having sex was the intention but after all that’s happened tonight, is it special?

She does a damn good job of sexually satisfying me without the headlining act. And from how she looks after I’ve gone down on her or fucked her with my fingers, I’d say were even.

It was supposed to be a romantic surprise. I wanted to make love to her. Well, I always want to do that, but tonight, it was supposed to be different, better than any expectation she might have.Is that still possible?

The tips of her fingers trace over my temple and then trail into my hair. Holding my face in her hands, she meets my gaze, and says, “Don’t overthink this. All it needs to be is you and me. That’s all I want.”

I look at her once more but can’t find a lie in her eyes. Leaning my head against hers, I close my eyes and breathe her in. “You and me.” And then I kiss her so deep that her toes curl and her knees go weak.

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