Page 13 of Bear With Me
He kisses me as I come down, my body shaking from the remnants of pleasure. I open my eyes and find his gold ones looking back at me, a satisfied smile curls around his lips.
“Think you needed that,” Declan says, his voice gruff.
“I think I needed you,” I reply without thinking.
He drops his head to the curve of my neck. “Watching you like that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Please tell me you don’t have anything to do tomorrow because I need to do that again as soon as possible.”
I blush in the darkness, my smile so wide that my cheeks ache with the effort. “Oh God, I knew there was a reason why I shouldn’t have signed up for morning classes.”
He groans against my throat. “You’re killing me,” he says.
I tug on his hair until I can see his face. “But I can meet you after. We can go to a movie or something.”
“My afternoon is packed with tours, but you can tag along.”
He helps me straighten my clothes and get to my feet. My body still thrums with the aftershocks from the orgasm, so I don’t process what he means until we start to head back to his truck.
“Wait do you mean like fishing or something?”
He quirks a brow at me. “Yeah, out on the river. What, you’ve never been fishing before?”
“Does gaming count?” I ask hopefully.
He laughs. “No, I don’t think so. C’mon you’ll enjoy it. After we can grab something to eat, maybe come back here for a movie.”
I forget about the fishing and remember his hands the entire drive back to the warehouse where my truck waits in the parking lot. Somehow along the way I find myself agreeing. As he pulls to a stop, a hollow feeling takes up residence in my stomach at the realization that the night is ending.
He pins me against my door for another bone-melting kiss and when it’s over, my hands are gripping his biceps and I’m breathing heavily.
“Can’t wait to see you tomorrow,” he says, his lips brushing against mine.
I get into my truck and watch him from my rearview as I drive way.
Maybe things are finally starting to turn around.
chapter four
SULLY
You know a date has gone well when you find yourself waking up the next morning with the kind of smile that doesn’t go away, even when faced with the likes of Sam before he’s had a cup of coffee. And I thought I was bad without caffeine.
Flashes of the night before make my lips curl and my face flush warm. The curve of my neck itches from the resulting beard burn. Those moments with Declan when I can forget the tragedy of my own life are worth everything. No psychic white noise, no pressure from my brother or expectations from my grandmother. I couldn’t have dreamt a better night.
With those thoughts on my mind, I pour myself a bowl of cereal and ignore Sam’s scowl from the other side of the breakfast bar. Last night was too perfect to let him ruin it.
“You excited to start classes today?” I ask around a bite.
“Over-freaking-joyed,” he mumbles, glaring at the sunlight streaming in through the kitchen windows.
With no end to his attitude in sight, I finish my cereal and dump the bowl in the sink. I start to leave, swinging my messenger bag over my shoulder, but stop at the door. I turn to Sam with thoughts of all the first days of school we’ve shared in the past. His scowl is now directed at his coffee instead of me.
“Have a good day today, Sam.” He looks up in surprise, but I leave before he can say anything else.
Nonna is letting him borrow her car for the day, so I have the truck to myself. I reach a hand in my bag for my phone but come up empty. I curse and dump out its contents but have no luck.
“Shit,” I murmur. I had it in my pocket last night while we were in the woods because I remember checking the time when we started to leave. “Shit, shit, shit.” I must have dropped it.
I check the time on the dash clock and find that I have just enough time to swing around Declan’s cabin to grab it before class. Hopefully the ground didn’t get too wet overnight. The last thing I need is to fork out the cash for a replacement phone.