I was now looking at Nash in a different light; if he weren’t taken I would practically be head over heels in love with him by now. I shook my head clearing those kinds of thoughts. “So weren’t you going to challenge me to a game of pool or something? I think you really need a good ass kicking.” He jumped up quickly, rolling over my body to stand up and tug me along with him. “How could I forget?”
I followed him down stairs where two boys were now occupying the chairs in the living room. “Hey guys, this is Della. Della, Nick and Steve. They’re the causes for the mess around here.” He picked up a pool stick, handing it to me before pulling out the rack to set the balls up.
“This is the famous Della?” The one Nash had pointed out as Nick, stood up, studying me with his eyes. “No wonder you talked about her all the time. I wish I had grown up with someone like you.” He gave me a big wink as he grabbed a pool stick. “How ‘bout we play against you?”
I shrugged my shoulders even though Nash was giving him some kind of look that I couldn’t quite figure out. “Sure, just be prepared to get your ass kicked.” The guys let me break, and the balls only scattered slightly. I was a little rusty since the last time I had played had probably been with Nash.
“Think we should have done a practice game first,” Nash whispered in my ear as I leaned over the table, looking for my shot. I jumped at the warmth of his breath that tickled my ear, which only caused me to run into him, our bodies colliding.
“Here, let me help.” He positioned himself behind me, wrapping one arm around my waist and the other around to help me position the stick. My hands were shaky as his covered mine at the closeness of our bodies, but somehow I managed to actually hit a ball this time with his guidance and made it into one of the pockets.
“There you go, just needed some of my magic touch to get you all straightened out.” He pulled away, our bodies losing contact, and I instantly missed it. I stood up straight and looked up only to find Nick and Steve staring at me with a look of shock on both of their faces. We managed to finish out the rest of the game without any more help from Nash but ended up getting beat in the end.
“Hey, Della since we won and all, I think you owe me something.” Nick, the flirtier of the two, commented as I was gathering up my stuff to leave.
“Oh, really?” I replied casually, even though I really didn’t care that he thought I owed him something. He reminded me of the guys I went to high school with, and those were definitely the kind to avoid.
“Yeah, I could take you out tomorrow night. Best date of your life.”
“That is not going to happen,” Nash interrupted, putting his hand at the small of my back to guide me towards the front door. “Della all ready has plans with me, and even if she didn’t, she’s too good for you.”
He opened the door for me, and I looked back at Nick who had a dumbfounded expression on his face. “Dude, not cool.”
I laughed as I followed Nash out to the driveway, and he helped me into his truck. “What was that all about? I didn’t know we had any plans tomorrow night.”
“Well we do, that is, if you want. Plus, you need to stay away from guys like Nick. Trust me, he has a different girl over almost every night. I have to hear that shit all the time.” His hand landed on my thigh as he backed out of the driveway and turned down the road back towards the dorms. It remained there the short drive back and even when he pulled the truck into park outside of my dorm I had directed him to.
“So if I was looking for a guy and since you think all of them are too big of assholes for me, who exactly would you recommend,” I asked through the darkness, the glint of the overhead light reflecting off of his glimmering eyes as he stared back at me.
“Della…” All he said was my name before he slid across the seat, bringing one hand up to cup my chin as he stared back into my eyes. “I don’t want to see you with any of those guys, because I wish it was me.”
I sucked in a deep breath at his admission, never breaking the intense stare he was giving me. I could tell he was going to kiss me and I did nothing to stop it. Kissing Nash was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It was like time stopped the moment he gently touched his lips to mine. Nothing else mattered except for the two of us.
I threaded my hands around the back of his neck, pulling him closer as he gently pried my mouth open, and I sighed when our tongues met. It was like this explosion of stars when it happened, and I reveled in the sweet taste of him as we explored each other’s mouth. He grabbed my waist with both hands, never breaking our kiss, as he pulled me on top of him to straddle him. Our groans filled the small cab of the truck and when I felt a hardness beneath me, I began to rock back and forth slowly.