didn’t like myself very much. I did that bodybuilding thing I told you about, which is why I actually feel a little self-conscious right now.”
“Okay, I don’t believe that.”
“It’s true. I used to be in a lot better shape than this. But anyway, I got involved in some stuff I wasn’t proud of. Some of it was really bad. And some of it was just sort of bad.”
“Like?”
He sighed. “Oh, just….partying, I guess. I didn’t party a lot, which is why when I did party, I partied hard. And I ended up in bed with too many girls that I didn’t remember getting there with, you know?”
My eyes flew open and my eyebrows pushed up.
“No, no,” he said. “No. I’m clean. Tested and everything. I swear. But the last time...I mean, I didn’t even remember meeting the girl, you know? And it was just the worst feeling.”
“Okay,” I murmured, tracing his pecs with my finger. “So? What does that have to do with me?”
“God, Cat, that night I met you was just overwhelming. You were so gorgeous, I could barely think straight. And then realizing who you were… I mean, I’ve never forgotten what you did for me at Camp Eagle.”
I giggled. “Little-kid egos, for the win.”
“No, but really. The teasing could have gotten really bad, could have really fucked me up. You saved me that summer. I kissed the hottest girl at camp, and it got me major street cred.”
I gave a closed-lip laugh and nestled my head into his shoulder. Jesus, the smell of his aftershave was enough to make me want to jump on him again right then and there.
“And your face, it’s more gorgeous now, obviously, but really just the same. You’ve always been the perfect woman, to me. ”
“Oh, stop,” I said, kissing his neck. But I didn’t want him to stop.
“So, only realizing who you were after I saw you in that class and wanted to lick every inch of you, and then the beer, and the dancing, and....well, to make a long story short, I didn’t know which way was up, you know? And you’d been crying after the class, and you’d had some beer too.”
“So?”
“So I made myself a promise a long time ago that I would never sleep with a girl unless I’d seen her at least twice. Not unless I woke up the next morning and couldn’t stop thinking about her.”
“You called me first thing the next morning.”
“Pretty much. The first chance I got, or gave myself, anyway. So now you know. I
couldn’t stop thinking about you yesterday, and I don’t think I’ll be able to for a long, long time.”
I grabbed his face and kissed with long and lingering kisses, biting at his lips and then stroking them with my tongue. I grinned when I felt his growing pressure against my stomach.
He dipped down, his mouth an unstoppable force against my skin. When he started kissing the slow path around my breasts again, I was a goner.
“I know that some people might consider this coercion,” he whispered, “but at this point I kind of don’t care.”
Whatever he was going to ask me, I knew the answer would be yes. I could only get out a half-whimper, half-groan, and arched my back into his kisses.
“Would you please stay the night? I want to remember every second of this one, and I want every second to be with you.”
I was absolutely right. “No” was never an option. I reached over to the nightstand, ripped open another square packet, and pulled the covers over the both of us, even though I knew they wouldn’t stay there for long.
Chapter 11
As the weeks rolled on, I realized that I’d never had a real boyfriend before.
That probably sounded stupid, but it was true. I’d had fuck buddies. I’d had guys I was talking to, and who would take me out for dinner or dancing at nice places. And, since I’d been with Nate, I realized they were probably doing it for themselves.
Just like Jake, I realized all those guys had dropped off the map since I’d gotten back to Philly. And just like all the designers I’d worked with
“Okay, I don’t believe that.”
“It’s true. I used to be in a lot better shape than this. But anyway, I got involved in some stuff I wasn’t proud of. Some of it was really bad. And some of it was just sort of bad.”
“Like?”
He sighed. “Oh, just….partying, I guess. I didn’t party a lot, which is why when I did party, I partied hard. And I ended up in bed with too many girls that I didn’t remember getting there with, you know?”
My eyes flew open and my eyebrows pushed up.
“No, no,” he said. “No. I’m clean. Tested and everything. I swear. But the last time...I mean, I didn’t even remember meeting the girl, you know? And it was just the worst feeling.”
“Okay,” I murmured, tracing his pecs with my finger. “So? What does that have to do with me?”
“God, Cat, that night I met you was just overwhelming. You were so gorgeous, I could barely think straight. And then realizing who you were… I mean, I’ve never forgotten what you did for me at Camp Eagle.”
I giggled. “Little-kid egos, for the win.”
“No, but really. The teasing could have gotten really bad, could have really fucked me up. You saved me that summer. I kissed the hottest girl at camp, and it got me major street cred.”
I gave a closed-lip laugh and nestled my head into his shoulder. Jesus, the smell of his aftershave was enough to make me want to jump on him again right then and there.
“And your face, it’s more gorgeous now, obviously, but really just the same. You’ve always been the perfect woman, to me. ”
“Oh, stop,” I said, kissing his neck. But I didn’t want him to stop.
“So, only realizing who you were after I saw you in that class and wanted to lick every inch of you, and then the beer, and the dancing, and....well, to make a long story short, I didn’t know which way was up, you know? And you’d been crying after the class, and you’d had some beer too.”
“So?”
“So I made myself a promise a long time ago that I would never sleep with a girl unless I’d seen her at least twice. Not unless I woke up the next morning and couldn’t stop thinking about her.”
“You called me first thing the next morning.”
“Pretty much. The first chance I got, or gave myself, anyway. So now you know. I
couldn’t stop thinking about you yesterday, and I don’t think I’ll be able to for a long, long time.”
I grabbed his face and kissed with long and lingering kisses, biting at his lips and then stroking them with my tongue. I grinned when I felt his growing pressure against my stomach.
He dipped down, his mouth an unstoppable force against my skin. When he started kissing the slow path around my breasts again, I was a goner.
“I know that some people might consider this coercion,” he whispered, “but at this point I kind of don’t care.”
Whatever he was going to ask me, I knew the answer would be yes. I could only get out a half-whimper, half-groan, and arched my back into his kisses.
“Would you please stay the night? I want to remember every second of this one, and I want every second to be with you.”
I was absolutely right. “No” was never an option. I reached over to the nightstand, ripped open another square packet, and pulled the covers over the both of us, even though I knew they wouldn’t stay there for long.
Chapter 11
As the weeks rolled on, I realized that I’d never had a real boyfriend before.
That probably sounded stupid, but it was true. I’d had fuck buddies. I’d had guys I was talking to, and who would take me out for dinner or dancing at nice places. And, since I’d been with Nate, I realized they were probably doing it for themselves.
Just like Jake, I realized all those guys had dropped off the map since I’d gotten back to Philly. And just like all the designers I’d worked with
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