Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 20595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Moaning into his mouth, I mimic his actions and have mercy; I have never felt anything like this. My body feels like it is being pumped full of Red Bull and unleashed during the peak of a celebration, like confetti being blown into the air, shimmering and beautiful.
“Excuse me,” Rose says in a sassy voice, interrupting us. Nolan pulls back, chuckling and kissing my nose and forehead before pulling me to his side.
“We apologize guys,” he says to Rose and his brother. I still can’t speak. I am swirling in a haze of wet kisses, and an embrace so strong a tornado couldn’t lift me from his arms. Holy moly. What the hell was that?
“I think it is time to go,” Nick says, pulling out Rose’s chair.
“Sounds good to me,” Nolan agrees, kissing my forehead once more.
We finally make it into the night air, and the cold wakes me back up, bringing to light that I just made out with my dream guy in the middle of a restaurant. Oh, shoot. My mom is totally going to find out about this.
The walk home is short, of course, but also quiet. I am starting to worry. Maybe I wasn’t good at kissing? We make it to my front door, and he waits for Rose and Nick to go inside. “How are you feeling, doll?” He moves my hair behind my ear.
“I don’t know. A little self-conscious.” I decide to go for the truth.
“Why?” He looks genuinely confused right now.
“That was my first kiss, and I am worried I wasn’t good at it.” Totally not what I am expecting; he throws his head back and laughs. I feel like stomping my feet, annoyed he finds my feelings funny when he stops suddenly and looks at me. His gaze is the equivalent of a lion seeing its meal in front of it. My body begins to warm again, everything in me calling to him.
“Nothing about anything you do will not ever be perfect. That kiss was the best I have ever had in my life. Do you know why?” I shake my head no, licking my lips, ready for a repeat. “Simple. It was with you, baby. I am the lucky one here, Cheryl. Do you understand?” I nod slowly, wanting more time, hoping like hell he wants to do more of it. “Good. Now come here.”
Like a love-drunk zombie, I walk right into his open arms and inhale his scent. It's woodsy and citrusy. It’s him. Strong and surprising. “This feels nice,” I say into his chest.
“Yeah, this is only the beginning, baby. Give me your mouth.” Oh, God. His commanding voice is like catnip. I want to do everything he tells me to do. His kiss is short, but no less intoxicating. “I have to go. I have a deadline for another author, otherwise, we would be at my place. Soon, doll. Real soon.” Not soon enough.
It has been two days since dinner, and we have spent every night since then doing something with the festival. The gifts have gotten more and more extravagant if you can believe it. The day before yesterday, he bought a pair of diamond earrings, and then yesterday, a matching bracelet. All of them have the infinity symbol on them.
We have been around town together, holding hands, participating in the events, and setting the tongues ablaze with gossip. My mom has been calling nonstop, but I have kept her at a distance until I know just how serious this is.
Nolan has been a gentleman, and even though that is what I write, I am done living it, damn it. Every night when he leaves me, I am a wet sloppy mess, and when I should be able to talk to Rose about it, that hasn’t been possible. Why, you ask? She has been spending the night out with Nick. Speaking of, here she comes.
“Like a thief in the night. Or is it a maid in the morning?” I tease her as she walks in my front door. She rolls her eyes at me and giggles before grabbing a piece of my bacon off the plate.
“Good morning, grumpy,.” she sing songs before going to change her clothes and coming back. “How long have you been awake?” She asks.
“Two hours.” I frown because I am exhausted. It feels like I haven’t been asleep at all.
“So, still no further, huh?” she asks.
“No. I don’t know what else to do.” I am at my wit's end.
“Maybe try telling him the truth.” I cock my head looking at her like she is crazy.
“What truth?”
“That you are in love with him.”
Oh yeah, that truth.
Does that really make a man want to have sex?
What do I know?
CHAPTER 12
NOLAN
I find myself on Cheryl’s doorstep at midnight because I couldn’t sleep. My brother seems to be training for the Sexy Olympics these days and I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t get any work done. I decided to walk around town for a couple of hours, hoping those two animals would calm down and get some sleep.