I was in. These 'dark' images were entangled within a scrolling labyrinth of knotted tree limbs. The light and the dark met naturally in the center of his chest. The contradicting images blended together creating the most unbelievable piece of walking art I'd ever seen.
"This is so incredible," I said, as my eyes combed across the surface of his sculpted chest and stomach. "What does that say?" I moved away enough to read the script across his rib cage. I watched his skin erupt into small goose bumps under the touch of my fingertips as I traced the lettering.
Todd recited the words, " 'Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.' It's from —"
"Edgar Alan Poe. I know. Todd this is—"
"Sad," he interrupted, capturing my gaze with his bottomless eyes.
"No, I was going to say beautiful." Todd had been cut wide open by something, someone. Elizabeth really must have done a number on him. "She really hurt you, didn't she?" Todd's easy posture turned rigid.
"I think tonight has been a shit show enough without dredging up all that. Yeah?" Todd's expression begged me to drop it, so I did. The two of us had had enough drama for one evening, besides it was late, and I needed to get home.
"Right." I reached up on my tiptoes and placed a small kiss on his lips. Todd's warm, strong arms encapsulated me again, pulling me in for one last deep kiss. I don't think I'd ever get used to how absolutely crazy his mouth, his lips, and that sexy as hell thing he did with his tongue made me feel. The sensation of his teeth dragging against my bottom lip caused me to moan, sending heat through my entire body centering between my legs. He was addictive.
"Stay," he whispered against my neck. "Let me show you what you're worth." The mix of adrenaline and his words and taste were clouding my judgment. I almost said yes. God, I wanted to say yes, but I had to step on the breaks if we ever wanted to get past today.
I leaned my forehead against his chest and inhaled, committing his smell to memory, wanting to take every piece of him home with me tonight. I wanted to be bathed in all that he was, and I found the courage to say the words I had to say. "I want to, but I think we'd better call it a night, boss." I stepped back and locked my eyes with his as I gave him a flirty smirk.
He chuckled. "I'm glad one of us is thinking with their brain."
My shoulders bobbed with laughter. "Take me home, idiot." I shook my head playfully as I swatted his arm. "You might want to put a shirt on."
"What, you can't handle all this hotness?" He quirked his eyebrow.
I giggled. "Oh my hell, get dressed and take me home before I change my mind about you."
T HE MUSIC PLAYED QUIETLY as we turned onto the street where my sister lived. The night's events started running through my brain, and I began to feel uneasy. I absentmindedly spun my father's ring around the silver necklace as I wondered whether or not this thing with Todd was really going to happen. I wanted it to; I wanted him more than I thought possible. The butterflies in my stomach were flying full speed as we pulled into the driveway.
"You're always playing with that. Nervous habit?" He nodded his head toward my hands as I fiddled with the large silver ring. Todd's easy smile was a balm to my nerves; the deep tone of his voice soothed me for some reason.
"Yeah, you could say that." I looked down at my lap.
"Don't be nervous… okay?" He reached across the center console and placed his palm against my cheek, and I leaned into the touch. "I think… we're good, yeah?"
"Yes." I smiled. Todd's dimples popped as he smiled back.
"Good. Whose ring is that anyways?"
I tried not to let my face fall; this moment between us was nice, but I couldn't help it. I missed my father so much. "Shit, babe, what did I say?" Todd frowned as worry creased his brows.
"It was my father's. I just miss him." It's my fault
"This is so incredible," I said, as my eyes combed across the surface of his sculpted chest and stomach. "What does that say?" I moved away enough to read the script across his rib cage. I watched his skin erupt into small goose bumps under the touch of my fingertips as I traced the lettering.
Todd recited the words, " 'Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.' It's from —"
"Edgar Alan Poe. I know. Todd this is—"
"Sad," he interrupted, capturing my gaze with his bottomless eyes.
"No, I was going to say beautiful." Todd had been cut wide open by something, someone. Elizabeth really must have done a number on him. "She really hurt you, didn't she?" Todd's easy posture turned rigid.
"I think tonight has been a shit show enough without dredging up all that. Yeah?" Todd's expression begged me to drop it, so I did. The two of us had had enough drama for one evening, besides it was late, and I needed to get home.
"Right." I reached up on my tiptoes and placed a small kiss on his lips. Todd's warm, strong arms encapsulated me again, pulling me in for one last deep kiss. I don't think I'd ever get used to how absolutely crazy his mouth, his lips, and that sexy as hell thing he did with his tongue made me feel. The sensation of his teeth dragging against my bottom lip caused me to moan, sending heat through my entire body centering between my legs. He was addictive.
"Stay," he whispered against my neck. "Let me show you what you're worth." The mix of adrenaline and his words and taste were clouding my judgment. I almost said yes. God, I wanted to say yes, but I had to step on the breaks if we ever wanted to get past today.
I leaned my forehead against his chest and inhaled, committing his smell to memory, wanting to take every piece of him home with me tonight. I wanted to be bathed in all that he was, and I found the courage to say the words I had to say. "I want to, but I think we'd better call it a night, boss." I stepped back and locked my eyes with his as I gave him a flirty smirk.
He chuckled. "I'm glad one of us is thinking with their brain."
My shoulders bobbed with laughter. "Take me home, idiot." I shook my head playfully as I swatted his arm. "You might want to put a shirt on."
"What, you can't handle all this hotness?" He quirked his eyebrow.
I giggled. "Oh my hell, get dressed and take me home before I change my mind about you."
T HE MUSIC PLAYED QUIETLY as we turned onto the street where my sister lived. The night's events started running through my brain, and I began to feel uneasy. I absentmindedly spun my father's ring around the silver necklace as I wondered whether or not this thing with Todd was really going to happen. I wanted it to; I wanted him more than I thought possible. The butterflies in my stomach were flying full speed as we pulled into the driveway.
"You're always playing with that. Nervous habit?" He nodded his head toward my hands as I fiddled with the large silver ring. Todd's easy smile was a balm to my nerves; the deep tone of his voice soothed me for some reason.
"Yeah, you could say that." I looked down at my lap.
"Don't be nervous… okay?" He reached across the center console and placed his palm against my cheek, and I leaned into the touch. "I think… we're good, yeah?"
"Yes." I smiled. Todd's dimples popped as he smiled back.
"Good. Whose ring is that anyways?"
I tried not to let my face fall; this moment between us was nice, but I couldn't help it. I missed my father so much. "Shit, babe, what did I say?" Todd frowned as worry creased his brows.
"It was my father's. I just miss him." It's my fault
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