Chapter Eleven: Another Log on the Fire
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I pulled his face close to me, and crashed his mouth to mine.
There was no denying, every inch of my body was tingling with pleasure. I needed to feel every part of him, right then.
I wrapped my legs around his waist as he deepened the hold he had on me. I found myself in a state of euphoria, as I found a release. Colt gripped tight on to my hips, thrusting even deeper, as we both finished. I felt a wave of warmth, deep inside of me, before he withdrew himself. Neither of us said anything, we simply existed breathing heavily on each other’s skin, in an embrace. Completely forgetting about the popcorn that was cooking on the stove, until the smoke alarm went off to remind us, breaking the silence.
“Oh s**t. ” He laughed as he tossed the little foil container into the sink. “I guess we are going to skip popcorn tonight, sweet face. ”
“Yeah… totally forgot about the popcorn! I think I could use a shower, and some sleep.”
“I second that. I’ll clean up down here, you go head and take a shower first.” He kissed me as I grabbed my clothes and headed upstairs.
“Thanks, I’ll see you upstairs.”
“Hey… I love you. ” He said as pulled his shorts back on, and winked at me.
“I love you. ” I smiled at him as I walked upstairs.
My legs barely carried me to the bathroom. We had more s*x in two days, than I’ve had in the past three months. I wasn’t complaining by any means. I haven’t felt this good in … well, a long time. I had hoped Colt was careful with all of the girls he slept with, especially if there were as many as Monica had described.
I didn’t want to ruin the moment we just had by bringing it up, so I thought of a way to casually bring it up tomorrow. It’s not super easy to say ‘hey, so we’ve been having all of this totally hot, wild, unapologetic s*x, and I wanted to make sure I’m not going to catch anything since you went around boning half your campus’. Yeah, that will totally make a great conversation.
The thought was still in the back of my mind, as I scrubbed myself down in the shower. I heard Colt come in, so I left the water running, as I got out. He smirked at me as he climbed in.
“Stay and talk with me. ” He said over the rushing water.
“Alright. What do you want to talk about?”
“You. Me. Why the stars don’t move like the clouds do.”
“Oh, shut up.” His humor always warmed my core. “You’re so funny, ass.”
“Hey. Peri. Serious question.”
“Okay. ” I responded as turned the shower off.
“Have you, been with a lot of guys since we split up. Not that it matters. I wanna know what I’m up against when you go back home.”
“Just a couple.”
“Only a couple?”
“What about you?”
“Zero, trying to stay away from dudes, too hairy.”
“Funny, jerk”
“Enough. I’m not really proud of it. You know that.”
“Were you careful with them?”
“You mean, did I wear a condom with them?”
“Yeah. That’s what I meant…” this conversation got too awkward too quickly, and the saliva in my mouth started to get thick with anxiety.
“Everyone… except you.”
“Good to know.”
“I told you, Peri. You’re not every other girl. Stop worrying about the schematics of everything.”
“I’m trying not to. ”
“You’re the only girl to sleep here… I’ve never let another girl sleep here.”
“Really? In two years, you haven’t had a girl here?”
“Oh babe – I’ve had plenty of girls here… they just haven’t done much sleeping.”
“Ugh… You are disgusting. Let’s go lay down.”
“Wait… Peri…”
“Yeah?”
“Were you careful with the other guys you were with?”
“I was careful with both of them, yes.”
“Good.” He swiped my butt with a hand towel as he walked out of the bathroom, “Are you coming to bed or are you planning to sleep in the bathroom?” I rolled my eyes and turned off the bathroom light.
As I walked back to his room. I sighed, as I felt a sense of relief wash over me. It was almost as if he could tell what I was thinking. What needed to be said, still… after all this time, he set my mind at ease. We laid down in bed, and finally started our movie, occasionally discussing how cliché of a B-grade horror it was. As we started to drift off, he wrapped his arms around me, and I couldn’t help but think about how comfortable I was, I could really get used to this. I dreamt about him that entire night.
When I finally woke up, I noticed Colt wasn’t next to me. I went to text him to see where he was, but I had already received a text from him, saying to come down to the kitchen for a surprise. I threw my hair up, and brushed my teeth before heading down. I could smell him cooking the second I stepped out of his bedroom, the scent of smoky sweet bacon filled the air. I stopped and took a moment to breathe it in. The hallway window was slightly open and a sweet Summer breeze of fresh flowers and country air brought me into focus. I skipped down the hall and the stairs.
I jumped behind Colt, and wrapped my arms around his waist, “I could smell bacon all the way upstairs.”
“Figured you would want something to eat after last night.”
“You are correct. I am starving.” I blinked with playfully pathetic eyes.
We sat down to eat and not much conversation was had, until Colt’s phone rang. “I need to get this, I’ll be right back”, he winked at me and headed out to the front yard.
I cleaned up the dishes from breakfast and took a minute to check on the text messages I had been ignoring the last two days. A lovely one from Vera regarding lunch, a few from my dad letting me know he was glad I was getting to see friends, and one… one that stood out amongst the rest and left a pit in my stomach – it was from the guy I had been talking to recently, Reece.
I met Reece when I was out visiting a friend out of state, and we’ve been communicating quite a bit. He travels for work so I don’t hear from him super often… I looked at the message again and felt a sour taste in my mouth. “Hey Cetta! I’ll be your way next weekend. Dinner and Drinks, on me? Let me know what you’re thinking, lady’s choice!”. I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel something for Reece. I hesitated before responding, while I walked over to the kitchen window and looked out at Colt on the phone in the driveway, pacing and laughing.
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