Emily
Wednesday was just another day. I went through my classes and had lunch with Jake, who had both eyes open today. It was getting easier to make eye contact. Well, with Jake and my dad it was.
I couldn’t help but thinking about how Conrad once again invaded my thoughts last night while I was kissing Jake. No. Conrad was not going to take over again. He was long gone and even though I missed him sometimes, the facts were still the same. He was at college and I was here, with Jake. With a sigh, I pushed Conrad out of my mind for good.
I spent all afternoon working on homework and wondering how the game was going. My dad came home in a great mood and started on supper. I took a break from my work and we ate dinner. Dad was going on and on about his work and the things he was working on.
He cleaned up our dirty dishes and I continued writing my papers. I finally finished around nine and I took a shower. The hot water splashed my body and it relaxed me. Once I was squeaky clean, I dried off and changed into my pajamas. I had just crawled under the sheets when Jake called.
“Hello,” I said.
“Hey, Emily. How was homework?”
“Torture. How was the game?”
“Great. We won 3-2.”
“That’s great.”
“Are you coming over tonight?”
“Probably not. I’m exhausted and would like nothing better than to sleep.”
“Aw, c’mon Emily. I want to see you.”
I rolled onto my stomach and propped myself up on my elbows. “You do,” I feigned surprise.
“Of course I do,” he said with a chuckle. “My arms need to wrap around you and my lips need to find yours,” he continued.
I giggled, “So your body wants to see me? Well… I don’t know.”
“Emily, every fiber of my body and mind wants to see you. Instead of talking and whatnot, you can sleep here and then I’ll take you back home. C’mon. Please?”
How could I say no to that? “Fine, but I’m wearing my pjs.”
He chuckled, “I’ll be there at eleven. I’ll see you soon.”
“Bye,” I said. I went into the bathroom and saw that my hair looked like a big mess. I grabbed a hair tie and threw it up in a ponytail. Satisfied, I lay down until eleven rolled around.
It was a good thing I was wearing pajama pants because it was cold. Too bad I was wearing them with a tank top, but at least I had brought a jacket. I snuck out and jogged to where Jake was waiting. He grinned when he saw me and wrapped his arms around me, planting a kiss on my lips.
“Hello to you too,” I told him.
“Hello,” he said in a husky voice. Hearing his deep voice sound like that sent a shiver through my body. He took my hand and we headed to his house.
“Sorry for the bed look, but I was already changed and comfy,” I said.
He wrapped an arm around my shoulder and said, “You look fine. I actually think I like it.”
“Yeah, right.” I laughed.
“I do,” he said with a kiss to my forehead. I leaned into him and silence filled the walk to his house. We snuck inside and up to his room. While he checked on Drake, I slipped off my shoes and jacket and set them aside. I climbed under the covers of his bed, getting myself comfortable. He came in with a hint of surprise on his face.
“What? You told me I could sleep when I got here.”
He chuckled and took off his hoodie, revealing a lean, muscular body. He slipped off his sho
es, leaving him dressed in only black basketball shorts and black socks. He climbed in beside me and we lay facing each other. He leaned in and gave me the best kiss ever.