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“It was good,” she said. “Your parents coming back this weekend?”
“They will be home Sunday morning. With the time change and everything, they are flying out late Saturday and through the night.”
“Too much traveling for me,” she said. “I don’t mind going away but don’t do it often.”
“The same,” he said. “Jayce, he travels with his job everywhere. He loves that life. I couldn’t imagine it.”
“He works for the Charlotte Hornets?” she asked.
“He does,” he said. “I’ve gone to a few games with him and gotten the VIP treatment. It’s nice. Just not for me.”
“I’m sure it’d be fun,” she said, sipping her wine.
This was asinine in his mind.
He put his beer down on the counter, then took the wine out of her hand. He pulled her forward so that she hit him in the chest.
Her eyes were wide and there was some uncertainty in them. “We need to get this out of the way,” he said.
She only nodded her head before she closed her eyes.
He’d take that as agreement and lowered his mouth to hers.
The minute their lips touched it was like he was thrown back in time by a vortex spinning and swirling and she was in his arms as they held on together.
Their mouths opened again, their tongues came out to party and they were in college with a few drinks in them and she was suggesting they go back to his room.
He’d been shocked, but no nineteen-year-old was going to say no.
When he’d found out she was a virgin, he’d offered to stop.
She’d said no.
Later he thought she was just using him to get it out of the way.
One of the many arguments they’d had.
He wondered if he’d ever get the truth out of her about what happened that night.
Then he wondered if it mattered.
Not at this moment, it didn’t.
Her hands slipped up into his hair, her mouth angled and he felt his dick stand up to attention and want to come out and play some more.
He wouldn’t. No way.
He wasn’t having a repeat of the past and rushing into things.
He lifted his head a minute later. Elise’s eyes were soft and glossy, almost as if she was in a daze.
Her mouth was parted, her breath was slowly panting out, the scent of the wine in the air.
“Better now?”
“Yeah,” she said. Then it seemed as if she came out of the trance and stepped back. “Wow. Sorry.”
“Why are you saying sorry?” he asked
