“Then let me give you something else to think about,” I said, smirking. His eyes followed me as I stood in front of him, lifting my shirt and tossing it to the side. I grabbed the clasp of my bra, my eyes darting between him and the house. “Where is everyone?”
“They just left. We have time,” he said, grinning.
I tossed my bra, and his face caught it, chuckling as he tore it from his eyes. I pulled my jeans and panties down, letting him gaze hungrily at me. There was something about being with him that made me comfortable. He brought out a new side of me; a piece that was always there waiting to be let out. Confidence.
“Are you just going to sit there and watch?” I asked him, pushing my long hair to the side.
The cocky grin I loved so much appeared and he was at my side in an instant, kicking and stripping his clothes away, leaving himself only in briefs. He was dangerously close to my neck, inching closer to my ear. The tiny hairs on my body stood up as my breath hitched.
“If it involved you naked, I’ll never just sit and watch.” He began a string of light kisses from my ear down my neck. Each one left me more breathless than the next.
Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I placed a small kiss on his lips before leading him to the large garden chair we were on before. I kneeled before him, pulling his briefs down before sitting on his lap. He brought his hand to his mouth before taking himself in his hands. Expertly, he lifted my waist and eased me on him.
“Mmm,” I groaned, taking him in for only the second time.
He stroked my cheek. “You okay?” I nodded quickly before moving up and down on him. His head fell back, but I wasn’t having it. I grabbed his face, locking our lips together. I needed to feel closer to him.
He patted my thighs. “Stand up.”
Confused, I did so, covering my chest from any onlookers. Like that would help at this point. I cringed at that thought. We were alone. He wouldn’t let me be out here like this if someone were around.
He lay the blanket across the grass several feet from the fire. Shivering, I lay down, waiting to be warmed by his body. He didn’t waste any time leaning over me, gently easing back into me. He hugged me and I let myself melt into him.
“So much better,” I said, kissing his neck.
“What are you doing to me, Autumn?” he asked, breathless.
I could ask the same, but I reveled in the fact that I somehow had a hold on this boy. For whatever reason, everything I had ever dreamed of had come true. I fit in; the most gorgeous boy I had ever seen cared for me. I was loved. My body convulsed at that thought and he followed suit.
He lay panting on top of me, exhausted. I stared up at the sky, grinning like a damn fool. Whoever sent Liam Shafer to me, please let me keep him forever.
“CAR LIGHTS!”
I plucked my clothes off the ground and threw the blanket around myself. Liam was on my tail, sprinting toward the house, laughing the entire time. I ripped the back door open, darting through the kitchen and living room before bolting up the stairs. Liam was right behind me, slamming and locking his door as we made it safely to his room unseen.
Dropping the blankets and clothing to the floor, we fell onto the bed as the full-belly laughter began.
“Fuck me, that was close,” Liam said through bouts of laughter.
“You think?” I wiped tears from my eyes as the laughter continued.
“Totally worth it.” He spun me facing him, pulling me close.
“You’re such a guy.”
Pushing the hair from my face, looking at me intently, he could say nothing at all, but everything in the world. I bit my lip, wondering what would come next. The pad of his thumb smoothed my lip, and he placed a small kiss on the corner of my mouth.
“What’s on your mind?” I asked finally.
“Everything.”
“A man of many words.”
A cocky grin appeared as he dove under the covers, patting the space beside him. I followed him, scooting as close as I could to his side.
“When was the last time I slept in my bed?” I asked, truly not sure.
He shrugged his shoulders. “Never again I hope.”
“Right,” I said, changing the subject because it scared the shit out of me. “What are we watching tonight?”
“Funny or scary?” he asked as he flipped through the titles.
“Funny. I am so over serious after how Dexter ended. Not that I like everything tied up in a neat bow, but still.”
He laughed once, pressing a couple of buttons. “The Office it is, but you should sleep, though. I’m taking you out after class.”
Smiling, I replied, “I can’t wait.”
Twenty-Nine
I have no idea what the hell this lady just said, but Autumn and Gabby were putting their notes away, so I was assuming class was over. I followed their movements, packing the few things I’d brought with me, shoving them into my backpack and hanging it over my shoulder. The truth was the only reason I was passing this class was because Autumn helped me with my midterm paper and gave me her flashcards.
She was looking at me now, brow cocked as if she was trying to figure me out. Keep trying, beautiful.
“Are you ready?” I asked her.
“I just need to go to the dorm and change. Want to come?”
I walked closer to her, leaning in where no one could hear us. “You never have to ask me if I want to see you naked.”
A flood of red splashed across her face. “Liam!” she shrieked, looking around.
Gabby laughed, and I was positive she knew
