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“Ow,” she mutters when she smacks into the corner of my desk.
Reaching toward my nightstand, I turn on a lamp, illuminating the room. Daisy is standing in the middle of it clad in just a pair of pale blue panties, her uniform shirt clutched in her hand.
“Oh. Hey. I didn’t realize you were awake.”
“What time is it?” I grab the phone and answer my own question. “Shit, it’s already nine.”
“I know. I need to go home. I can’t believe we slept that long.” She swipes her bra from the floor and puts it on, then slips her shirt on over it. “The light is on at my house.”
My gaze goes to the window but from where I’m at, I can’t see her cottage. “Your dad is already home?”
“That or he left a lamp on. I don’t know.” She sounds nervous and her movements are almost frantic as she tries to get her clothes on.
I climb out of bed and go to her, pulling her into my arms and giving her a hug. “Hey, it’s going to be okay.”
She sags against me, her forehead pressed against my chest. “I don’t want to lie to him.”
“You want to tell him the truth, but you know he won’t like it,” I warn her.
Daisy pulls out of my embrace, turning her back to me so she can slip on her skirt and I immediately miss her. “I don’t care if he doesn’t like it. I’m not a liar, Arch. I can’t lie to him. He’s all I’ve got in this world.”
I’m standing in front of her with nothing on and in this moment, I feel like I’ve got nothing to lose.
“You’ve got me.”
She yanks her skirt into place and buttons it before turning to face me, buttoning her shirt. “I know.” Her voice is small, and the sound of it makes me feel small too.
Like she doesn’t believe me, which is just mind blowing. Doesn’t she see it? How gone I am for her?
“Do you really, Daze?”
“I do.” She tucks her shirt back into place before settling onto the edge of my bed, slipping back on her socks. “I’m feeling—guilty, is all.”
Ah, shit. That’s the last thing I want her to feel.
Spotting my boxer briefs, I slip them back on, not about to have this discussion with her while I’m naked. I feel vulnerable enough already.
She’s trying to put on her loafers when I kneel in front of her, my hands on her knees, my gaze imploring as I stare up at her. “Don’t feel guilty, Daze. What we just shared…it means everything to me.”
“It means everything to me too,” she whispers, and I can tell she feels as vulnerable as I do.
“Don’t feel guilty.” My voice is firm. “You’re eighteen. Teenagers have sex all the time. It’s what we do.”
Daisy smiles, her hair falling around her face. “Is that so?”
“Yeah. Look at us. I’m already thinking about how I can get you naked again.”
She stares into my eyes, her lips still swollen from my kisses, and I swear I see a mark on her neck, also probably my fault. I’ve marked her, yet she can’t see it. Does she feel it though? Does she know it?
Daisy Albright is mine. All mine.
“I like you, Daze,” I admit. “A lot.”
Her smile is faint. “I like you too, Archibald.”
I’m frowning, but it fades fast. I’m too damn happy. “I don’t like it when you call me that though.”
“Why not? It’s your name, after all.”
