Good to know.
“I just wanted to say, knowing you, tomorrow you're going to want to get all dressed up again to make a good impression…but don’t, okay? Let’s not put on a false façade that we are anything other than who we were two days ago.”
She frowned. “You only confessed when I got all glammed up—”
“I confessed because after Hannah spoke to me, I realized I didn’t want you beside any other man. I’m a tad bit possessive like that.”
“Don’t worry, I will whip that right out of you.”
“We’re on to whips now?” I couldn't stop myself.
She laughed, shaking her head at me. “Goodnight, Dr. Davenport.”
“Goodnight, Ms. Poe.”
She closed the door slowly, never breaking eye contact with me until it finally shut.
“Oh, shit,” I whispered to myself, hurrying into my apartment. My hard-on for her was killing me slowly. Pulling off my clothes, I couldn’t help but wonder how we were going to be now that we had crossed this line.
I was a little too excited.
Guinevere
“What just happened?” I asked Taigi, sliding down to sit right in front of my door. One of my hands went to my lips and the other to my chest, where my heart was trying to escape.
I hadn’t just kissed Eli. I had made out with him to the point where I wanted to do so much more. He tasted like vanilla ice cream: sweet and chilly.
“What am I doing, Taigi?” I whispered, running my hands through his fur. His tongue dropped out of his mouth. “If we do this, we are going to complicate everything. Right? It won’t just be us hanging out, it will be dates, and…sex.”
It was all supposed to be negative, yet the more I spoke, the more I wanted all of it. Even now I shivered, just thinking about how his hands had gripped me, how strong they were. How strong and hard all of him felt against me…
Stop it. I’m not going to think ab
out it until tomorrow. We weren’t officially starting until then, right? Did our relationship have an official date?
I was going to give myself a headache. Stop thinking about it.
Yet even after I had showered and changed, I couldn’t let it go. Sitting on my bed, I rested against the wall, grabbing my book from the floor beside me.
Is he asleep? This is useless! I wasn’t going to be able to get any rest, and it was his fault!
“Stupid, sexy, egotistical, kissing doctor,” I muttered, grabbing my pillow and burying my face in it. I heard my phone buzz, even though I couldn’t see it.
“Where are you?” I jumped up onto my knees, my hands patting down the surface of my bed.
Taigi barked, using his nose to push the phone for me.
“See, this is why I love you, Taigi,” I said, reaching to pick it up.
He barked two more times before rolling himself into a ball in his smaller bed at the foot of mine.
It was a text.
‘Are you sleeping?’
‘Yep.’ Urgh, I should have come up with a better reply.
‘So you are dream-texting me? That’s new.’