“Saturday.”
He thought for a second and then nodded. “Okay, that’d be nice actually.”
I thought so, too.
I smiled. “Cool. Wanna finish this and take me to the track?”
“Annie won’t be there today.”
Damn, he could see right through me. I shrugged. “Well, I’ll just have to watch you race then. Honestly, Luke, you deserve to be happy and if she makes you happy then got for it. And text her back, you’re being rude.”
Chapter Fifty-Seven
Kai
It had been around three months since Tegan and Lucas had sorted things out and realised they were, and would always be, better as friends. They were both doing good and getting along, and I was going fucking crazy. How long was long enough to give someone after a break-up? I wanted to pour my heart out to her about two months ago.
But I cared about her more than I cared about me so I could wait until I knew she was ready for a relationship. There was no way I was jumping into anything with her and risking it getting fucked up like Lucas had. I understood what she’d been through and that she needed to sort herself out first. She’d done that now so it must be the right time. And I wasn’t sure how much longer I could go on having blue balls for.
Tegan waved her hand in front of my face, snapping me out of it. “Hello? Where were you?” she asked. My eyes went straight to her chest and snapped back up. Fuck, that was a perfectly tight top.
Don’t jump her.
I replied, “Sorry. So, what film did you pick?” It was early January and absolutely freezing outside so instead of going out we spent a lot of time at mine having movie nights.
The corner of her mouth turned up in that little half grin that meant she was hiding something. Her hands were behind her back. I groaned as I realised what she had picked. “No way, Tegan. Come on, not again.”
She flopped down on the sofa next to me, practically on top of me, and pouted. Her breast pressed against my side. Yeah, we were watching that again.
“Please, Kai?”
“Fine. But no more this week,” I said, a little breathlessly.
She grinned triumphantly and got up. Well, I guess I didn’t have the same effect on her as she did on me. I was ready to strip her clothes off and take her on the sofa.
The start menu for Magic Mike appeared on the screen. I died a little more inside and Tegan pressed enter. We had a pact that she’d never tell anyone I’d watched it if I didn’t complain about how unhealthy her perverted little mind was.
Sighing, I pushed myself up. “I’ll make popcorn. Sweet or toffee?”
She thought about it hard, as if she was deciding something life changing. “Sweet, please.”
“Tough decision, was it?”
“Bite me, Kai.”
Don’t tempt me.
Memories of biting her collarbone while she was beneath me flooded my mind. I took a deep breath and went to the kitchen.
I threw a bag of cinema sweet popcorn in the microwave and grabbed a couple cokes from the fridge. When the popcorn was ready and I couldn’t hold off watching that fucking film again, I went back to join her. Tegan was laid out on the sofa with her feet up like she owned the place.
“Thanks,” she said, grabbing a handful of popcorn and leaning against my side. I put the bottle of coke on the floor in front of us and wrapped my arm around her. She moved straight away and let me pull her closer against my body. “You missed the first couple minutes. Want me to rewind it?” she asked, surprisingly managing to keep a straight face.
“Oh, I think I’ll be alright.”
She giggled quietly and snuggled closer. “Good. We can watch it again on Monday and I’ll go for popcorn.”
I smiled sarcastically. “So thoughtful.”
Her body shook lightly as she laughed but she didn’t make a sound.
The past few months had been the same, she’d come over and stayed until late or sleep over if Alison was cool with it, which she usually was since she trusted Tegan again. I was beyond ready for more than flirting and innocent hugs. I wanted to hold her and kiss her and throw her down on my bed and make sure she couldn’t walk properly the next day. Since the camping trip we hadn’t slept together again and the sexual tension was building. It’d been five long months.
She was getting better every time I saw her. Her smiles were bigger, brighter and made her eyes shine. I saw more and more of who she was every day and I loved that person, too.
Once the shit movie was over we went to bed. When she slept at mine she stayed in my room, dressed in my t-shirt and laid all over me, not that I minded in the slightest, in fact, I was ready to make it a rule. Flopping down on my bed, she pulled the cover over her, covering up her toned legs.
I flicked the light off and got in beside her.