Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 41918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 210(@200wpm)___ 168(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 210(@200wpm)___ 168(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Still hungry, I pop another piece of bread into the toaster, stirring sugar into my drink and contemplating everything that just happened. Wow. It was definitely unexpected, but it all felt so good. So right. And there was the way he called me his "good little girl", which lit my heart on fire.
The toast pops up, and I put my mug down on the countertop and spread butter and marmalade on it. My phone vibrates from its place on the countertop, and I pick it up to find a text from Sarah.
Sarah: My sister is fine, thank God, but she'll be in the hospital for a few days. My professor is deferring my exam until I get back next week so no worries there. Thankfully it's the middle of the semester and not finals or I'd be screwed. Anyway! I jumped out of my skin when I read the email from the school about the fire, so I'm glad I heard from you first. Now I can focus on everything here.
Me: So glad to hear she's okay.
I’m hoping the conversation will end there so I don't have to tell her about my strange accommodations for the moment. But Sarah is more clever than that.
Sarah: Sooo did they let you back in after the fire department cleared the place? Because I heard from a classmate that you rode off into the night with some hottie on the back of a motorcycle....which could only be Luke. Where are you right now, Emma?
My cheeks are flaming red, but I decide to just get it over with and tell her what happened.
Me: Um, yeah. The whole dorm was closed, so Luke said I could crash in the guest bedroom last night.
I swear I can hear Sarah grinning through the phone.
Sarah: And? You didn't sleep in there, right? How big is that bed of his, and is it comfy? You didn't actually sleep at all, am I right? Tell me everything. Don't hold back any of the good parts!
Resigned, I call her and put the phone on speaker while I finish my breakfast, placing it back on the countertop so I could sip my coffee while Sarah pried details out of me.
"Fine. But you cannot tell ANYONE any of this. It's weird and a little embarrassing. I can trust you, right? Like, not a word to anyone else."
I hear an exasperated huff on the other end of the line. "Yes, you're my bestie! And this is me. We tell each other everything!"
Taking a deep breath, I try to explain. She doesn't seem to believe I stayed in the guest room, even if it is the truth. I also censor things about the garage, downplaying it to a steamy kiss, which she also doesn't buy.
"Oh, come on, Emma! We've known each other since freshman year when we got paired together for that group project in our Introduction to College course. It's not like I don't know you or that I'd spread gossip about you. You have to tell me more!"
"There is no more to tell," I respond, but she isn't having any of it.
"Surely you have more to say about this guy! Like what's he like or how hot was the kiss."
"Sarah, he's amazing and this kiss was amazing. Satisfied?”
"Did he touch your boobs?"
I laugh out loud, surprised. "Boobs?! You make it sound like we're in high school or something."
Apparently, this is enough to confirm her suspicions, and the conversation devolves from there, both of us giggling and joking without actually getting any further into the conversation. Finally, we end our call, with me promising to fill her in more once we get a chance to talk in person, and I text Luke that I’m ready to head to class.
When I look at Luke's motorcycle skeptically, he laughs.
"You rode fine with me last night."
"Yeah, well my legs weren't 50% jelly last night, which they totally are now. No thanks to you." If this is the only way for him to get me back to school, then so be it, but my thighs are already aching thinking about it. "Don't you have a car? I like the motorcycle. I do. But I'm a little sore."
The admission has Luke smirking. He crosses his arms across his chest and raises an eyebrow. "That's funny because I distinctly remember you asking for more, not to mention crying out as you came on my tongue.”
My mouth drops open and I swat him playfully. "I was in a trance. I was under the spell of the most amazing orgasm ever," I tease him back, watching with delight as he grins down at me. His hands rest on my hips, and I swear it's all I can do to not reach up and kiss him. "I don't regret it. Not at all. It was incredible, but that doesn't make me any less sore."