And I did. I suddenly felt the need right then and there.
I peeled out of there for the bathroom.
Wow, two days. Two entire fucking days. Two days. Two entire fucking days.
Tray had made a sandwich for me when I got back to the kitchen.
“Two days?” I asked weakly, leaning on the counter.
Tray grinned and shook his head. He moved to me and lifted me on the counter. He kept his arms around me, trapping me against him.
“Two days.” Huh.
“Two days.” He grinned again, leaned in and kissed me.
It felt good. I closed my eyes, feeling his mouth work its magic and I wrapped my arms around him.
“Hmmm,” I sighed against his mouth, “can we disappear for another two days?”
Tray answered by deepening the kiss. I opened my mouth for him and his tongue swept in. Holy hell, this guy.
“Oh my God!” Carter screeched from the doorway. “She’s alive!”
Tray and I kept kissing, content to ignore him.
“Okay, seriously,” Carter remarked, “Room. Now, please, while I still have an appetite for food.”
“Park it. Please!” That was Mandy and it was enough for me to look up, tearing my mouth away from Tray’s, but he wasn’t deterred. His lips moved to my neck and those hands were still quite busy.
Hmmm.
“Hey,” I said breathlessly.
“Hi,” she replied, eyebrows arched, watching Tray’s expertise in person.
“You escaped.” I noted, trying to hold on and concentrate.
“Yeah.”
I wedged an arm between me and Tray and held him at bay while I asked, “How are the parentals? And Austin?”
“The parentals are going to marriage counseling. You and Austin leaving got through to them…I think. And I’m still in the shithouse, but they said I could come over here to see you. Austin and I didn’t tell ‘em that you’ve been asleep for two days.”
“Yeah…uh—”
“Don’t sweat it. Tray said some serious shit went down.”
That made me smile. The short stint in rehab did something because I was watching a real human being in front of me. Not the perfect plastic cheerleader who was okay with a cheating boyfriend.
She swore now. Big change.
“Yeah.” I laughed, dodging around Tray as he switched maneuvers and pulled me backwards against his chest. He started kissing my neck and slid a hand down my back, between us. When he dipped underneath my waistband, I sucked in a breath.
Mandy just grinned knowingly.
“I’m going to tell the gang downstairs the two of you are a bit…detained. And that you’re awake and well.”
Tray lifted me in his arms and started to stroll around the room when the doorbell peeled.