I always thought I was a shy kinda girl, but the effect of having Brandon here in person is undeniable.
“Meant what?” I hear myself asking him back, a tone of near defiance in my voice. But really, I just wanna hear him repeat those words.
Again and again, over and over…
His lip slightly curls as he lets out a low growl. And standing up so I can see just how glad he really is to see me, he says it again.
“That you feel so good,” he answers, glancing down his front as if I need his help, drawing my attention to the elephant trunk in the room.
Swallowing hard, I feel my mouth getting dry. My heart is pounding so hard I can literally hear the blood rushing through my ears. My face becomes hot and I know it must be blushing red.
“Is that why you came back?” I ask, figuring if we’re being so upfront with each other, I may as well ask him everything that’s been plaguing me since graduation day.
“What do you think?” he replies, and taking a step closer to me again, I’m only inches away from him.
Feeling like I’m damned if I do something and damned if I don’t.
Brandon seems to be waiting for me to make the next move, but I can only press my hands flat against his rock-hard abs through his jacket.
I feel my fingers slowly slide down and curl around his zipper as I look up at him.
“My dad,” I croak, and seeing him take in a long breath before he sighs, I know it’s the only thing between us right now, even though he’s not even here.
It’ll always be a thing between us, no matter what happens with Brandon and me. I just know it.
“I didn’t come back to town just to see your Dad,” he says. “But I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable either,” he finally says, taking another long breath before he finishes what he has to say.
“I guess what I mean…what I’m trying to ask you, May, is could you have feelings for an older guy? A guy like me, maybe?”
He cocks his brow with a half-smile already on his face because he knows my answer already.
Doesn’t he?
“I want to hear it from your lips,” he says in a low tone, and I feel his big warm hand swallowing mine up again.
“I…I like you a lot, Brandon,” I stammer, noticing him pause as he brings my hand up to his lips.
Leaning down again a little so he can reach.
“But?” he whispers, giving me every chance to have an out of this situation if I want.
But there’s nothing I want more right now. Dad and his house be damned.
When is a girl like me ever gonna get a chance like this with a guy like Brandon?
“But… Oh, don’t do this, Brandon. You know how I feel. Don’t you?” I plead with him, begging him with my eyes to put me out of my misery.
He growls low again, and pressing his warm lips tenderly against my hand, he asks me, “Does it feel like this?”
I feel my whole body jerk at the feeling of his mouth on my fingers.
The heat from his soft lips against the cold on my fingers makes it feel like the best kind of burn possible.
I make a little mewing sound. My head is pumping a yes.
My eyes are nearly rolling back in my head by the time he asks me just one last time.
“Do youreallywant me, May? Do you wantthis?” he asks, making me moan loudly as he brings my hand down from his lips.