by Rona Jameson
“I was debating how wise it would be for me to admit that I once watched you in the shower.”
“I seem to recall that I was the one who’d put on the display for you.” He raised his brows.
I grinned. “I’m talking about before that show.”
His eyes widened in surprise.
“You had your hand wrapped around”—I glanced down and back up—“while you stroked yourself. I couldn’t move and stayed and watched to the end.” I groaned. “It was really hot.”
“I don’t…wait a minute! Please tell me it wasn’t the time you said you needed to wash your eyes with holy water.”
I giggled. “I won’t then.”
He groaned, his hands pushing strands of wet hair out of my face. “You’re the only one I’ve been like this with, Fallon. I’m just as inexperienced as you are.”
My brows pulled together while I thought about what he said. “I don’t understand…Debra said—”
“Debra begged me to let everyone think we’d done the deed. I don’t know why. But I never touched her because I wasn’t interested.” He gently kissed my lips. “The only person I’ve been like this with is you…even in my imagination, it was only you.”
My eyes lit with amusement and my hands slipped around his waist, my head resting on his chest. “Tell me.”
“Ugh,” he groaned and laughed. “No way.”
I pinched his butt and felt the reaction in his body.
“The sun lounger. The minute your fingers slipped under my shorts, I came.”
“I wondered if you’d enjoyed that a little too much.”
He laughed. “I’d say I enjoyed it way too much.”
He kissed my shoulder, moving up to my neck and jaw before finding my lips.
His kiss was so soft, sweet, and full of love that I knew being with him in this way would always feel right.
“As much as I hate to say this, we need to get cleaned up and get dressed. Our friends are going to be waiting.”
I groaned, not wanting to leave his arms. “I know.”
Rogan tugged me under the spray, and, using more gel, cleaned me up. He smirked as he patted me on the butt. “Go and dress.”
“Tease,” I whispered, stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around myself. “Are you going to do something about that?” I nodded toward his groin.
“I thought about it,” he said with a cocky grin on his lips, “but no.”
I took a step toward him but he shook his head. “If we didn’t have somewhere to be, then I’d be yanking you back in here with me, but we can’t”
“I know.”
20
Fallon
“Fallon, Chase is here to see you,” Mom shouted upstairs.
It had been a while since he’d been over to the house and I was curious. Quickly moving to the landing, I looked down. “Come up.”
He grinned and strolled upstairs in a lazy manner. When he reached me, he kissed my cheek as he walked into my bedroom. Flopping down on the end of the bed, he said, “Close the door, we need to talk.”
“You sound serious.” I did as he asked.
“Where’s Rogan?”
I frowned wondering what was going on with him. “He went to the sports store with Dad.”
His eyes focused on anything but me, so I stood over him, and he was no longer able to avoid me. “Spit it out, Chase, you’re making me anxious.”
He tilted his head, watching me closely. “How long have you and Rogan been…um…you know?”
Blood rushed around inside my head, making a loud noise in my ears. I was too shocked to even act as if I had no clue what he was talking about.
“How?” I whispered, dropping down beside him on the bed before my legs gave out.
He pulled me down beside him and we both stared up at the ceiling.
“I was coming over last night.” He sighed. “Your curtains were open and I saw you both kissing.”
“Oh!” Groaning, I rolled to my side and faced him while my brain rapidly tried to think about whether or not we’d been clothed at the time, and what else he’d seen. I couldn’t ask him because if he’d seen us clothed then I wasn’t giving him more information.
I gazed back at the ceiling hoping Rogan got back soon because I felt out of depth.
“Awkward, right?” Chase asked. “I don’t know what I intended coming here and telling you what I saw, but I’m your friend. I don’t want you both getting into trouble because the wrong person saw you.”
“I’m embarrassed you saw us.” I frowned.
“I didn’t see much if that helps. I just saw the kissing.” Chase chuckled. “It certainly explains why Rogan is so pissed with me for accepting Amber’s prom invite on his behalf.” He sat up and stared at me. “Wait, he wasn’t planning on taking you, was he? That would cause gossip.”
“I wanted to go with him, but we both know that would be talked about by everyone, so don’t worry about it.” I gave him a side-eye. “I think you should take me.”
His eyes widened. “Um, you do?”
“Yes. You don’t date, and when you tried to kiss me that one time, we both agreed it was awkward, so why not?”
“Jeez, make me feel bad, why don’t you?”
I nudged him. “We both know why you don’t date, and why it felt odd between us.” I cuddled into his side. “You’ll take me, won’t you?”
“I’ll take you.”
“Eek,” I screamed and jumped up, pulling him with me. “I’m so excited.”
Chase rolled his eyes. “Just promise me that you’ll be careful.”
My excitement disappeared as I searched his serious gaze. “I promise, Chase.”
“So, I have a date to the prom with the hottest girl at school, huh?”
“What!” Rogan hissed, slamming the door as he walked into the bedroom.
He moved toward Chase, but I got in his way. “Stop, right there. He’s teasing. And can I remind you, you are going to the prom with her. I’m going with Chase. Oh, and he saw us through my bedroom window last night.”
Rogan blinked a few times as though he couldn’t get his head around the change in conversation. It wasn’t the first time I switched topics quickly in mid-conversation, and it wouldn’t be the last.
“He saw what last night?” Rogan glanced at the window and down to the street, his shoulders dropping as he turned to his friend. “How much did you see?”
“Enough,” Chase mumbled.
“Let’s forget about that and make a note to close the curtains.” I raised a brow at Rogan before turning to Chase. “I’m glad you told us.” Chewing on my lip, I asked, “Are you okay with this? I mean, it isn’t normal.”
“You guys aren’t biologically related, and honestly, I figured it would happen sooner or later. You’ve been inseparable for years.”
Feeling emotional at his acceptance of us, I quickly hugged Chase. “Thank you.”
He nodded and, skirting past Rogan, quickly left.
I turned to Rogan and grinned. “He’s sweet.” He watched me through narrowed lids, so I continued, “He is and I’m glad we have a friend like him.”
“Do you know at what point he saw us?” Rogan kicked his flip-flops off and went into the bathroom to wash his hands and face.
My eyes followed him and I took a few moments to answer. “I think we may have been clothed, but I’m not sure really.”
Rogan fixed his gaze on me, and my body flared with heat, coming to life all over again. Last night had been amazing and something like out of one of the books I read. He smirked and cocked his finger toward me, enticing me closer.
Of course, I followed, but only after I was sure the bedroom door was locked and the curtains were closed.
Closing the bathroom door behind me, I asked, “What about Mom and Dad?”
He slipped his palm to the back of my neck and reeled me in. “I’ll be quick.”
The moment his lips brushed against mine, I was in his arms, my l
egs around his waist while my tongue searched to join with his.
My butt landed on the sink and then my face was cupped between Rogan’s large hands as he devoured me. Our mouths melded together and there was nothing getting between us. I loved sliding my fingers through his dark hair, and holding his head so I could ravish his mouth. Just his touch made my body ache for more, like his body did when we were close.
“We need to stop.”
He trailed his wet mouth down my neck to my shoulder, dipping into the front of my shirt.
“Now that we’ve started, I can’t get enough of you,” he groaned and buried his face in my neck while his breathing became easier. After a moment, Rogan lifted his head and met and held my gaze. “One day, we are going to explore each other.” He paused, taking in a lung full of air. “Right now, Mom and Dad are waiting for us downstairs.”
“What?” I lightly smacked him on the arm. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I just did.”
I glowered at him, he offered a soft smile, and added, “I needed to kiss you.”
My heart melted. “Really?”
“Yeah.”
21
Rogan
Floating on top of the water, I stared up at the blue sky while thinking about Fallon and how she made my head spin and my body ache. She’d had that effect on me for a long time. I had a feeling we were both spiraling out of control with what we’d started and I didn’t know if I could control it.
I’d been in love with her for so long, and I’d tried to stay away from her. Nothing had worked, which was why we’d already gone too far. I knew when she’d told me she had never been kissed that I was lost and I was going to give her exactly what she wanted.
Every dream I’d ever had had always included Fallon in some way. As children, those dreams would be as friends, but as I grew older, they turned into scenes from erotic novels. I smiled remembering Fallon’s books I’d borrow and hide in my room. The first time I’d done it, had been as a joke, but as I’d flicked through the pages, my eyes had nearly popped out of my head while my body had heated in places. It was an eye-opener. So yeah, after that, I’d started to read them. Not that anyone knew. I wasn’t even sure Fallon did.
Hearing a rustle in the tall grass at the edge of the river, I turned my head and watched as Fallon removed her clothing. She revealed a skimpy red bikini that had my blood rushing south. I was glad to already be in the water so as to hide my reaction. The last thing I wanted was to get caught with an erection while my shorts stuck to my body.
Fallon gave me a shy smile and slipped into the cool water, moving closer. She smiled softly as she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. I grunted and hissed at the feel of her body pressed against mine. It really didn’t help that I could feel two hard buds poking me in the chest. Goose bumps shivered over my skin and I nearly came in my shorts.
“We’re going to get caught,” I mumbled, hardly able to find words as my hands grabbed her butt.
“No, we won’t.”
Her nails dug into my shoulders and my body trembled on the brink of losing it.
“Rogan,” she moaned.
“I know. Don’t move.”
“We can’t.”
“I’m not sure I can stop,” I confessed, closing my eyes before quickly looking around.
We were still alone.
“I want more.” I pressed her tightly against my arousal.
Fallon clung to me, moaning when I squeezed the cheeks of her bottom. “Don’t stop, please…Rogan…that feels so good.”
Her moan, her frantic movement, her whispered words were all too much for me. When Fallon quivered in my arms, her head thrown backward, I let my own pleasure wash over me, sighing into Fallon’s neck when she collapsed against me.
My arms held her tightly and it felt amazing to hold her in this way. I couldn’t explain what it did to me, having her wrapped around me—trusting me so damn much.
I lifted my head, and when she brushed a soft kiss across my lips, the tenderness nearly unmanned me. Her whispered, “I love you, Rogan,” was what I hoped to always hear from her beautiful lips.
“I love you, too.”
Hearing a cough behind the tall grass, we quickly parted, disappointment on both our faces.
Fallon swam over to the opposite bank and that was where she was as Chase, Leon, and Julia showed themselves.
Chase looked between the two of us, and I knew it had been him coughing to give us a warning. I shouldn’t be happy that my friend knew how I felt about Fallon, but I was. It made things easier for me because of how laid-back Chase was. He’d always have my back and that counted for a great deal. I’d always have his.
Leon and Julia didn’t notice anything going on, even though I was sure Fallon was bright red. I suffered with embarrassment at nearly getting caught and my heart had only now stopped racing.
Watching Fallon, I realized we needed to stop taking any more chances like we had. It was too dangerous to risk being with each other away from our room. Our new closeness was arousing and I found it extremely difficult to not reach for her when she was near. I couldn’t shout that she was mine in the true sense of the word. It hurt me and I knew it hurt her. Having touched Fallon with no clothing between us had filled me with an intense longing to never stop. To explore more until I knew every inch of her body like no one else ever would.
Chase moved in front of me and snared my attention, followed by Julia’s laugh. “I think we should sit on the guys’ shoulders and play,” Julia announced, being towed along by Leon.
“We’re a girl short, so I think we should just swim and chill,” I countered. There was no way I would be able to keep myself in check if I had Fallon on my shoulders. I’d also have to kill Chase if she climbed on him.
“Spoilsport.” Julia pouted.
“Can I join you?”
My eyes immediately searched out Fallon at the sound of Amber’s voice, and although she didn’t look happy, she shrugged. “Whatever.”
“So nice, Fallon. Are you always this cheerful?” Amber was alone, which was unusual for her.
I hated how she was bitchy to Fallon, and I turned and gave Amber a narrowed-eyed stare.
Amber swiftly backtracked. “We should get coffee sometime, Fallon. Really get to know each other.”
“I’m busy,” Fallon declared, shooting daggers at me.
I winced and wondered how the heck I’d gotten into this mess in the first place. It took everything I had not to laugh at the annoyed look on Fallon’s face. She knew exactly what Amber was up to; she didn’t miss a damn thing. I just wished Amber would change her mind and disappear.
Amber may have ended up as my date for prom, thanks to my loudmouthed friend, but I didn’t have to like it.
“Rogan, please help me get in the water,” Amber begged.
Well, that drained the humor from every inch of me.
“I’ll help you.” Fallon climbed out, giving me an awesome view of her butt. “Here, let me.” Fallon’s words drifted as Amber screeched seconds before she hit the water. “There. You’re in!” Fallon collected her clothing and towel, slipped on her flip-flops, and stormed off through the grass.
Amber came to the surface spluttering, steaming mad, her eyes blazing fire at Fallon’s retreating back.
Amber spun toward me. “You spoil her too much,” she huffed, her hands smacking the water.
“Amber, why don’t you understand that Fallon will always come first with me?” Climbing out of the river, I paused once I had my clothes bundled under an arm. “Sorry to bail, guys.”
All I heard was Amber muttering about Fallon and me. I didn’t give a shit what she thought, and I was so damn tempted to tell Chase that he could take her to prom while I took Fallon. At least there wouldn’t be a chance of me being locked up for murder.
Right now, I needed to make sure Fallon was okay because I knew how much Amber got to her. She was jealous, and I got it. I was jealou
s of every guy to give Fallon a second glance. The only reason she hadn’t been asked out by one of them was because of me. Damn straight too!
She belonged to me.
Fallon
Stinking mad, I slammed into the house cursing Rogan. I was being irrational and knew Amber showing up hadn’t been Rogan’s fault, well, not directly. But ugh! I needed to calm down and stop acting jealous. I couldn’t. Rogan was mine! It ate away inside of me that we couldn’t ever be together like a normal couple.
I couldn’t fault Rogan. We’d both wanted what was happening between us, and we both had taken that first step together. No one held a gun to our heads.
It just got to me when I saw someone else wanting him the way I’d had him. At seventeen, anyone would say I was too young to know what my future would hold. It was something my mother would say whenever college was mentioned and what I planned to do. Where I planned to go.
The one and only thing I was sure of was that I would always have Rogan in my life. There would never be anyone who meant as much to me as he did. And even with how unacceptable it was for us to be together, I didn’t care. My young heart was in love with him and there was nothing I could do to stop myself from falling deeper and deeper.
My bed was no longer my bed, but our bed. Every night we both tossed and rolled all over the sofa bed so it looked like it had been used. It hadn’t, and I wasn’t sure how I’d ever sleep alone again after being wrapped in Rogan’s strong arms.
Glancing toward the doorway, I saw the boy who was becoming a man, standing watching me. His eyes caressed over me in a way that only he could do. My blood hummed and my breathing quickened.
“I didn’t hear you come in.” I licked my lips, wondering if I’d get another chance to put my hands on him.
“You were too annoyed to hear me.” He closed and locked the door behind him. “We’re alone, but I don’t want to chance Mom or Dad suddenly walking in.”