The Beginning of Us (282 page)

God, that sounds so sexy.

My skin breaks out with goose bumps as my body heat rises. I feel him rub his erection against my back. “See, Angel.” He pushes into me. “See how much you make me want you? If I had my way, I would carry you back to the truck and fuck you in the back seat until you apologized for saying my name like that. You know it drives me crazy, Angel. So crazy that I want to bury my cock in you, fucking you hard and fast while you scream my name.”

I feel my knees go weak. I am so wet for him right now. He won’t have to carry me to the truck. Hell, I’ll race him there.

Yeah, that sounds like a great plan.

I turn around breathing heavy and so ready. I go to walk past him towards the truck, when he gets a hold of my belt loop and pulls me back, slamming me into his chest.

“Well come on,” I say breathless.

He smiles his victory smile that makes his baby blues sparkle. I stand there mesmerized. He pulls my chest to his as I look up to him. I’m confused.
I thought we were going to the truck?

He shakes his head. Did I say that out loud? He leans down and my breath catches as his hand tightens in my hair and his lips brush my ear.

“It sucks being teased, doesn’t it?” I pull away from him as his arms fall to his side. He chuckles.

I cross my arms over my chest. “I’m definitely not apologizing now.” I push out a hip, and push my sunglasses down over my eyes, giving him the best pissed off look I can muster, although all I want to do is smile. He is good at this game, but I’m taking notes.

“We’ll see,” he chuckles.

We start to move forward as we enter the stadium. We go to find our seats first then the guys leave us to go get us some beers and hot dogs. Courtney and I start talking about how much we are going to miss each other since she has to go back tomorrow.

The guys come back with hands full of stuff as they hand us our hot dogs.

“Here, baby.” I reach over, letting him take a bite of my hotdog. He doesn’t even take it from me. He has a beer in each hand. He just bends his head down and takes a big bite out of it, making me laugh.

I think about how far we’ve come since that first phone call. I have fallen in love with someone who has changed my life for the better. I would never admit it, but I like fighting with him. It tells me that what I feel is real. That this love I have is never going to go away, even when he walks away. When I’m pissed off at him, I still love him. The thought of him walking away makes my breath catch and my chest tighten.

As soon as I say the words ‘I love you’ he will leave. He will leave because I would be giving in. I know he loves me somewhat, but the only reason he’s still with me is because he wants to win. Maybe he finds this relationship as a challenge. He’s challenging me to give up first. Well, I have news for him. I can hold my tongue and not utter those three words that will destroy us. I will ride this train until it comes to a stop. And when he walks away, I will keep my head high and my broken heart to myself.

“Slade, where’s my beer?”

“Oh sorry, I forgot.” Slade leans over to hand Josh his beer.

“You forgot you were holding two beers?” I ask as I smile at him. His eyes are on the field and I see his eyes slide to look over at me. When he looks back to the field, I continue staring at him. He turns his head to look back at me. “What?” he smirks.

I shake my head. He leans down, placing his now free hand on my face. I jerk back. “What?” he asks with a serious look on his face.

“Your hand is freezing,” I laugh.

“Oh, sorry. Yeah, they feel kind of numb. Here...” He rubs it real fast on his pant leg, then places it back on my cheek. “That better?”

I nod. Although it’s still freezing, I don’t mind. It was just that initial shock that made me react. He leans down and his eyes search mine as I lean into him and push my lips to his, closing my eyes. I feel his tongue meet mine. I love how sweet his kisses can be.

Everyone starts screaming, but he doesn’t stop. He moves his hand to the back of my neck and holds on tighter, like he thinks I might pull away.

Not a chance!

“I could never get enough of that.” He pulls his face a few inches from mine.

“What?”

How does he make me breathless from only a kiss?

“Your soft lips.” He runs his thumb over my bottom lip. “How you taste. How gorgeous you are.”

I can’t take my eyes away from his. I feel my walls coming down with every word he speaks.

This may be harder than I had ever imagined.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Slade

“What the fuck was that? Are you blind?” Courtney yells to a ref.

Angel was right when she said they were rowdy. They are extremely rowdy. Angel is just as loud and screams just as much as Courtney does. She just does it without all the curse words.

We are all on our feet, cheering for the Rams. Its fourth quarter with a minute and a half left. We are up by twenty points. I’m trying to get into the game, but it’s been hard since I kissed Angel. I don’t know what was different about that kiss, but I’m still thinking about it. I swear when I pulled away I could see it in her eyes. She wanted to say it. She wanted to tell me she loves me.

When I had looked at her the look on her face was a look I had never seen from her. Something so soft it made my heart swell. I want to be gentle and show her that it isn’t all about the fucking. I know I say things to her about how I want to fuck her, and I know she likes it. She likes that I talk dirty to her and demand what I want from her sexually.

She can’t hide her feelings forever. She will slip up and the words will come out eventually.

And I will be there to say them back.

The girls jump up and down as the Rams beat the Seahawks. Josh and I walk back toward the truck as the girls skip along in front of us, acting like little kids. Josh and I just laugh.

We aren’t even on the highway driving back to my house from the game when I look in the rear view mirror to see a passed out Courtney leaning on Josh’s shoulder as he looks out the window. Angel is leaning up against her window, passed out as well.

“They are worn out,” I chuckle.

“Yeah. It has been a long day. Especially after all they had to drink last night.” He runs a hand over Courtney’s hair.

“You can stay at my house tonight. You don’t have to go home.” I have plenty of rooms, and Courtney leaves tomorrow afternoon. I know he wants to spend some time with her.

He nods. “Yeah, I’ll stay.” He looks down to Courtney and I know he’s already regretting having to let her go back to Tulsa.

I pull up to the house and park the truck in the garage. “I’m going to take her to bed, then I’m going to pass out.”

“Okay. Thanks again for letting me stay.” He picks up Courtney as he gets out of the truck.

“Anytime.” He knows he doesn’t even have to ask.

I reach over and pull Angel away from her window so that she doesn’t fall out of the truck when I open her door. She moans as I move her and it makes my dick grow hard. I take a deep breath and get out of the truck.

I walk over to her and open her door. I step up on the Nerf bars and pick her up in my arms. She doesn’t move as I cradle her to my body and shut the truck door.

I walk her into the house and take her to our room, then lay her down on the bed. I pull off her shoes, then I unbutton her jeans and slowly pull them down her legs before I lift her up and discard her shirt.

I want to wake her up and show her how gentle I can be. I want her to show me what it’s like to feel someone physically love you. I won’t, though. She is exhausted and I know she needs her sleep.

I undo her bra and pull her panties off. I go to the bathroom, get ready for bed then climb in next to her. I pull her body against mine.

“Good night, Angel,” I whisper to her face. I place a soft kiss on her forehead and close my eyes.

Samantha

“So…fill me in?” Courtney and I are in the truck on our way to the airport.

“I didn’t sleep with him. If that’s what you’re asking,” she laughs.

“What?” I ask, obviously surprised.

“We slept in the same bed.” She lays her head back, sighing. “I really like him. We stayed up all night talking. Well, I talked. He just listened,” she laughs.

“I bet he hated to say goodbye.” Slade had left for work this morning, but Josh went in late to spend some more time with Courtney.

“Yeah. I gave him my email, cell and home number.”

I laugh at her. “Well then, when you decide he’s boring you, you won’t be able to ignore him.”

“No, I really like him. He’s different. He wasn’t trying to get down my pants. We kissed. He’s such a good kisser, but other than that he was a perfect gentleman. He even told me this morning he wants to come down to see me in Tulsa.”

I pull up to the airport where I have to drop her off. I turn to her. “I’m glad. I hope it turns into something. Josh is a good guy and deserves someone to treat him right and I know you would.”

We give each other a hug and shed a few tears. I tell her goodbye and head back to Slade’s house. My phone rings as I walk into Slade’s house. I dig it out of my purse and stare at the caller ID.

My heart stops.

Mom!

My mom is calling me. I’ve called her every month for five years and she has never answered a single call.

Now she’s calling me.

I let out a breath and answer. “Hello?” I whisper. I can’t manage much more than that.

“Samantha.”

My eyes well up in tears, hearing her say my name like she just called to discuss the weather.

“Yes, Mom.” My voice cracks.

“Oh, Samantha. It’s so good to hear your voice.”

I can’t speak. Tears fall down my cheeks, and there’s a silence that lingers between us before she speaks.

“I’m so sorry,” she whispers.

I can’t say anything.

“Will you come home? Please?” she pleads.

“What?”

Can I come home? Of course I can. I’ve always thought about her. Always missed her.

“Honey, I want to see you. Can you come home? I…I really want to see you. I want to apologize for everything and do it the right way.”

“Yes,” I whisper, still not able to speak properly.

“I want to see you as soon as possible. It’s been too long.” She starts to cry.

I’m standing in the walkway of Slade’s house, crying on the phone while my mom cries on the other end.
What is happening?

“Okay. I’ll book a flight out for tomorrow.” I swallow hard.

“Are you going to come alone, or is Slade going to come with you?”

Slade? How does she know about Slade?

“I’ve heard things in town, honey. I know Courtney was just there and I’ve heard you’re beyond happy with a man who thinks you’re the world.”

What? What would have been said for her to think that?

“I don’t know.”

“You should bring him. I would love to meet him.” She sounds happy about that thought.

“Oh. Okay.”

“I have to go, honey. Call me tomorrow and let me know when your plane will arrive.”

“Okay. I love you, Mom,” I breathe out.

She takes in a deep breath. “Love you too, Samantha.” Her voice is shaky. “I can’t wait to see you.”

I sniff a few times, not able to speak past the lump in my throat.

“Be safe and I’ll see you tomorrow,” she whispers before she hangs up.

I still can’t move. It’s like I’m paralyzed.