“A girl can never have enough shoes, and I can’t believe you just asked me that. Maybe we should rethink this whole living together thing. Clearly you don’t know me.”
“Nope, sorry no take-backs on that whole subject. I’ll drag your sexy ass there if I have to.” He winked at me, and turned back to my closet, pulling out an armful of clothes and tossing it onto the bed, where I was supposed to be going through them. Apparently, I was making piles, one to get rid of and one to keep, but I’m pretty sure everything was going into the keep pile.
I already had about three boxes full of clothes, and it didn’t look like we’d even made a dent in my closet. Justin hadn’t even opened my dresser drawers yet. He would have a shit-fit when he saw those.
“We should be able to get this all packed up in a few hours, so are you ready to move it all tonight, too?”
I groaned. He sure was in a hurry for me to move in with him, which explained why he was here packing all of my stuff. I was in a hurry too, but not as much as him, apparently. “Can’t. I have plans tonight with Nash, remember?” I hated to even bring the subject up and I hadn’t at all today, but unfortunately, it was inevitable.
“Oh, yeah, plans with your best friend, right?” His voice was dripping with sarcasm and I rolled my eyes.
“Yes, Mr. Parker. Don’t be such an asshole about it. Why don’t we move over everything Monday night after my last class? I don’t have to work and you don’t either, right?”
“Right. So that means I get to fall asleep with you in my bed Monday night, and every night after that. I guess I can wait.” He pouted, giving me his best puppy dog look possible, and I jumped off the bed, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Poor baby, it’s such a long wait.” I smashed my lips to his, taking control this time, and he happily opened his mouth, hissing when I wrapped my tongue around his. I turned our bodies around until his back was to my bed, and I pushed him onto it once his knees hit the edge. “I promise I’ll make it up to you.” I climbed on top of him and he grinned up at me, his gray eyes already filled with a need that I was more than willing to fulfill.
“Oh, yeah?” He pulled down on my hips. “Are you sure you can handle all of this?” He grinded into the thin material of my yoga pants and I couldn’t help but work my hips against the bulge beneath me.
I raised my brows. “Of course I can handle that.”
Our clothes came off quickly after that, we couldn’t waste any more time with all of the small talk. I needed to have him right then and there, and I simply couldn’t wait. I also succeeded in making him forget all about forcing me to get rid of clothes. It was a win-win situation no matter which way you sliced it. And soon, we would be living together. I wonder if we would ever get sick of this? Yeah, probably not.
“You fucking wear me out, princess.” He collapsed on top of me, our bodies slick with sweat, our breathing slowly returning to normal, and I wrapped my arms tightly around his waist as he pressed a kiss to my forehead. “And I love you for that and everything else about you.”
“I’m so glad that’s one of the reasons you love me,” I replied sarcastically before leaning up to pull his bottom lip in between my teeth. “And I love you.”
“I HEARD SOME really strange noises coming from your room earlier, Della.” Callie looked at me, somehow keeping a serious expression on her face, and I burst out laughing, covering my mouth with one hand.
“What?” She arched one brow at me, taking a bite of her sandwich. “I was actually a little worried. It sounded like someone was getting murdered.” She pressed a hand to her chest dramatically. “Oh fuck me, Justin. Oh God. Oh God. Harder. Harder.”
“Thanks for that reenactment, Callie.” My cheeks were burning red, but I couldn’t help but laugh. I knew some of my roommates were home, but in that moment, I really didn’t care.
“No problem. I know you’d do the same for me if you ever had the pleasure of hearing me and Drew.”
I rolled my eyes. “Right.” We caught up on what had been going on in our lives over the past week, and she again started pouting about me moving out. “Don’t worry, we’ll still have our shopping trips. And I’m thinking, I need a pedicure really soon.”
“That sounds amazing.”
My phone beeped and I glanced at it quickly, the sappy girl in me wanting it to be from Justin, who had left not even an hour ago, but I was already missing him. Sadly, it was just another guy wanting my attention, but he wasn’t getting it. Chris. Meeting him for lunch had really been a mistake because he was on this kick of making me his again. And he clearly wasn’t getting the hint by me ignoring every phone call and text he sent my way.