Argh.
“Just a guy from another school. You won’t know him.”
“You got into a car with a guy your boyfriend doesn’t like?” He raised his eyebrows at me in surprise, and I shot him a look.
“Well, he’s always been just fine to me.”
“Who is it?” His ordinarily quiet tone had raised slightly, and I could hear the worry in his voice. I resisted rolling my eyes as I answered him.
“Sam White.”
I observed him for a reaction but was pleased when there was none. He picked his phone back up; his interest was lost as he began rereading the news. I finished my cereal and washed the bowl before going to my room to get ready. My mind was now full of thoughts of Sam White. It was intriguing, that was all. I wanted to know why they disliked each other so much but wasn’t sure who to ask to get the correct answer. I know Sam mentioned his sister—but I laid out the facts in my mind as I brushed my teeth. Both boys were beautiful; maybe it was more than Bailey breaking Sam’s sister’s heart— maybe it involved another girl. My stomach twisted with envy as I imagined both boys being interested in the same girl as I jammed my toothbrush back into the holder. I did my make-up and pulled on a white shirt and jeans, adding a red checked shirt tied around my waist. I quickly checked my reflection before grabbing my bag and skipping down the stairs.
“Bye!” I called out to no one in particular as I left to see that Bailey had arrived early. He smiled as he saw me, his beautiful features lighting up. My fingers grasped the door handle as I pulled it open, the delicious scent of Bailey greeting me. He wore a long-sleeved blue t-shirt that matched his eyes; his hair was still wet from his shower. My stomach leaped when I remembered that this fine specimen wasmy boyfriend.
“You are a sight for sore eyes.”
I smiled as I pulled my seat belt on before turning to kiss him.
“Mmm, good morning to you too.” Even his voice was ridiculous, deep, and gravely. He should be banned from several states, I decided. He pressed a button on his phone, andGreendaybegan to play in the car as I happily sang along. He glanced at me, his blue eyes dancing with amusement.
“You’re so cute it kills me.”
I pouted then.
“I don’t want to be cute!” I protested as his eyes briefly ran down my body before returning to the road.
“You’re also hot as fuck.”
My heart began to pound in my chest at his words, and I wondered if I would ever tire of hearing him speak like that to me. I studied him as he turned, catching me unaware.
“Why do you always stare at me when I’m driving?”
Heat flushed my cheeks as his hand rested on my thigh, squeezing it softly.
“Because you’re my favorite thing to look at,” I simply said as he grinned at me.
“One day, you’ll say you find me hot. Maybe I’ll make you say it the next time I’m balls deep in you.”
I opened my mouth in shock at his words; this man had no filter.
“Bailey, really? Balls deep?” I mimicked, and he burst out laughing as he pulled into the school parking lot.
“My favorite thing to be.”
I shook my head in disbelief as we got out of the car, meeting at the front of it as he pulled me towards him. He rested on the warm hood of the car as he slid his hands around my waist, his eyes on mine as I stared at his lips.
“Say it,” he whispered as he rubbed his thumb on my bottom lip, my tongue flickering against it momentarily. “I want to hear what you think of me.”
“You are divine, is that better?”
“Mmm, much.” His lips met mine then, and all I could taste was his minty breath, mixed with the heavenly scent of his cologne.
“Get a room.” I heard a voice say as we reluctantly fell apart. His hands remained on my hips as he turned his ice-blue gaze on Ray, who was grinning at us stupidly.
“I still can’t quite believe you two are together.”
“You wait, Ray. Soon we’ll be married with kids.” He quipped, my eyes widening.
