“I don’t want to know how you got my mother’s things, I just want you to know that you’ve given me back a part of my mother I’d thought I’d lost and that alone I can never thank you enough for.”
He started to say something, but I kissed him once more to make the words stop. Thanking him was still not enough, but right now it was all I had. Jay had become my rock, though in the beginning I thought he was bad for me. I allowed my father and even a scorned friend to lead me to believe that guys like Jay were nothing good. But I couldn’t have been more wrong. Jay was, is, and always would be my saving grace.
Pulling back from our kiss once more, I looked up at him and smiled. Taking Jay by the hand, I gave a little tug. At first he resisted, pulling me tighter against him, but I refused to give up. I needed this moment. Again I gripped his hand and began walking backward down the stairs, refusing to let him hide under the awning of the porch. Finally he stopped resisting and joined me, stepping out into the rain.
Once we were both fully exposed to the rainfall I released his hand and held my own out to my sides, spinning in a circle with my head tilted back and the rain hitting my face. I laughed, not caring that I looked like a fool. Reaching up high, I twirled and twirled and then stopped, facing him once more. My hair was plastered to my face, I was more than sure my makeup was smeared, the mascara had left dark lines beneath my eyes, but again I didn’t care.
I smiled a full blown, wide cheeks aching smile and Jay smiled right back at me.
His shirt was so wet from the rain that it was sticking to him like a second skin.
Then he stepped closer, hooked my waist, and pulled me close. For a split second I was worried that the moment had passed and that he was about to drag me back to the porch. But that fear was quickly squashed when he kissed me instead, the rain still hitting us both in the face, moistening our kiss.
I felt him smile against my lips, taking my hand in his and then without warning I was twirled out away from his body then pulled back toward him.
As if that wasn’t surprising in itself, he then begin to move his body with mine and there we stood in the center of his front yard, dancing without music in the falling rain.
“You amaze me, Ruby,” he whispered so close I knew that if we weren’t alone I would still be the only one to hear. “And I will never let anyone dim your light, baby. I will dance with you in the rain anytime.”
Somehow without even having to tell him he just knew. He knew I needed this and in Jay fashion he gave it to me.
Epilogue
I stretched out my legs, they felt weak like I’d spent hours doing leg presses, only I couldn’t remember the last time I hit the gym. I had a lingering taste of something sweet, like strawberries, or maybe it was cherry on my tongue.
Feeling something lacy against my hand, I lifted it out in front of me and was met with a barely there scrap of material. A woman’s thong, baby blue, and I smiled proudly because damn.
I heard something crash, and I jerked upward, looking around the room for the cause of the crash. All I saw was the backside of a blonde. When I said backside, I meant a bare naked ass, bent over at the waist, trying like hell to pull on a pair of jeans in a hurry.
“You forgetting something?” The girl froze and I smiled, holding her thong up in the air and let it dangle from my finger. “I could keep them as a souvenir.” Because she has a killer ass.
I might actually break my don’t ever hit it twice rule and give her another go.
I watched and waited for her to react. Slowly standing tall, shimmying her hips and continuing to pull up her pants, snapping them in place, she kept her back to me for a few more seconds.
“Don’t be shy, darlin’.” Not that I remembered, but with how weak my legs were feeling I had a strong feeling she and I went several rounds last night. “In fact, if you want to take those pants back off and climb back beneath the sheets with me, I’d be up for another round.”
I’d hit a sore spot or so it seemed because this gained a reaction. The girl spun around, her mouth hanging open in disgust, and instantly I felt like I’d collided with a brick wall.
“What the fuck?”
Jade, Jay’s sister, crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes narrowed into annoyed slits. “What, suddenly you’ve got nothing more to say?”
“Did we?” I paused, my heartbeat sped up as I imagined how pissed off Jay was gonna be.
“I don’t know, genius, what do you think? You’re in your bed, naked, holding my thong on your finger. Do you really have to ask if we had sex?”
I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out.
Jade sauntered across my bedroom, snatched her thong from my hands, and turned toward the door.
“What are we gonna tell Jay?”
Looking back over her shoulder, she rolled her eyes. “Nothing, you idiot. We had sex…it was…” She paused as if thinking it over for a minute. “Interesting.”
Interesting. What the fuck did she mean by that?
“There is no reason to tell anyone that this,” she motioned with her
