That smile. Those lips. The things they did to me.
Both our breaths could be seen in the cold air, but for the first time in a long time, I felt almost carefree. Even if Dean dragged me down with him, I didn’t care. Even if this whole fraternity got penalized by the college—since hazing was technically illegal—I didn’t care. This was the start of something new, a life where Kelsey and I didn’t have to worry about what Dean would do next.
“So,” I started, smirking down at her.
“So,” she mimicked me, stepping closer. “What now, Blue?”
“You tell me.”
She reached for my chest, running a hand down it. “With him gone, and the cameras gone, I think it’s time we break in your bed again.” She lifted a single dark brow, egging me on in the best way possible.
Kelsey, naked in my bed? Fuck yeah. There was nothing better.
I grabbed her hand and led her to the house, bringing her in through the front door and ignoring the chattering amongst the other guys as we headed up the steps. To the third floor, to my room. Piece by piece we shed our clothes, dropping them haphazardly on the floor, our bodies shivering with the need to feel each other’s heat, to unite in the way instinct told us to. I had her beautiful, naked body pinned beneath me on my bed a few moments after that.
If this was how the rest of my life was going to go, I never wanted it to end.
Chapter Twenty-Three - Epilogue – Kelsey
Road trips with people you loved were just as miserable as road trips with people you hated. Spending any extended period of time with any person while trapped in a car was not good for anyone’s health. Trust me on this.
How did I know this? Oh, because Levi and I were currently on the road, both our nerves antsy, both of us wanting the drive to be over with.
But if the drive was over with, then we’d be at our destination, and I knew Levi definitely didn’t want that.
The windows were down, the sun shining on the car. I checked the weather for where we were going, and it was clear. Granted, we’d be spending more than a week there, so I was sure the weather would change eventually. There would be rainy days when we’d all be stuck inside the condo, but…
Well, we’d get to it when we got to it.
Our bags took up the majority of the trunk, and I had my feet propped up on the dash, my toes painted, for once. Levi was currently white-knuckling it on the steering wheel, muttering shit under his breath.
It got to the point where I couldn’t take it anymore. “What?” I asked, tossing him an annoyed look. Our relationship wasn’t all rainbows and butterflies, but we both refused to give up. We loved each other too much, blah, blah, blah. All that mushy shit.
“I’m going to kill him,” Levi said, not needing to further explain exactly who he was talking about. There was only one him, especially with where we were going. It’d been on the forefront of Levi’s mind the entire time, ever since I told him about Ash’s invitation.
Things weren’t exactly squared with us, but I was hoping this summer getaway would rectify that, help her and I get things back to the way they used to be. I missed her. This past year was not the same without her.
“Oh, come on, Blue,” I muttered, shooting Levi a smile. If I was honest, I kind of liked it when he got all alpha male on me. Protective and possessive. He didn’t like when another guy looked at me, let alone touched me—not that I was going out and purposefully seeking out any other dicks.
No, that Kelsey was long gone by now. The only dick this Kelsey wanted was Levi’s.
“What?” he practically growled out. “When I see him, I’m going to kill him.”
“You will not,” I told him. “This should go without saying, but no murder on summer vacation.” Chuckling to myself, I paused when I felt my phone vibrate.
Things were good now. Dean hadn’t come back to SCC, mostly because he was in jail for the next year. He’d have a lot of time to contemplate what he wanted to do with his life—plus he’d have a record. Pretty much fucked up his future, but I didn’t care. He almost fucked up Mel’s, so we were even.
Speaking of the woman herself…
“Mel agrees with me,” I told him, texting her back that we weren’t there yet. She’d been a bit of a Christmas miracle, although she would never put it that way. Mel was living with her parents, going to therapy, focusing on getting her life back on track. I visited her often; I’d meant it when I said she was my friend and I wasn’t going to abandon her. “No killing.”
“What? You never had to spend time with someone I’d had sex with—”
I turned my head, glaring at him. “Uh, I was roommates with Mel, back before I moved in with your sorry ass.”
Levi’s confidence wavered, just a bit. Just for a split-second. “Oh, right.”
Letting out a laugh, I set my phone down and stared out the window. The scenery was not something I was used to, but everybody who’d lived through a bad winter was ready for the hot, salty breeze of the beach. At least that’s what they said. I’d never been to a beach before, so I was kind of excited. Plus, since Ash’s boyfriends had money flowing out of their asses, this was pretty much a free trip for Levi and me, minus the gas.
Yes, you read that right: boyfriends. As in more than one. Didn’t know how that happened, but hey, if they were all happy, I was happy.
Ash would have to tell me how she juggled all that dick, though. You didn’t have multiple boyfriends and not sleep with them.
With any luck, this would be the first trip out of many for Levi and me. Hopefully we’d have countless more trips, holidays and birthdays, the whole shebang. I didn’t want to spend my time with anyone else these days, just him. He was everything to me, and finally I understood what people meant when they claimed to be head over heels in love.
Me, Kelsey Yates, in love. Never thought I’d see the day.
My parents even liked Levi. Yes, Levi had Shawn’s stamp of approval, too—I’d finally given in and met the guy. He actually wasn’t that bad. Now, when it came to Levi’s mom, that was another story. I didn’t think that bitch would ever approve of me, but I didn’t care. Levi didn’t seem to be taking his mom’s words to heart, so I tried not to think too much about it. I might not have been the girl who every guy took home to meet his family, but I was Levi’s.
I was Levi’s, and I’d never belong to anyone else.
Extra Scenes
The First Meeting, Kelsey’s POV
I could’ve gone on and on about how preppy guys weren’t my thing, but that horse was already dead and beaten. I did my best to ignore the group of guys as I headed to the counter to place my order, holding my head high and my shoulders square. If there was a vibe I wanted to give off, it was one that said: don’t fuck with me, boys. I might just fuck you right back.
Once my order was placed and paid for with my fancy new meal card, I headed to one of the empty tables to sit down and wait. If that group of guys knew what was good for them, they wouldn’t try anything.
Don’t get me wrong, I was all about sampling the local flavor, but these guys weren’t my type. Not even a little.
However, before I could sit down, one of the guys scooted in front of me like he was the smoothest thing ever to walk this campus. Dark hair, dark eyes, but a bit too short for my liking. Plus, with the way he ogled me like a piece of meat, I wasn’t too impressed.
“Hey,” he said, voice oozing a suaveness that made me want to roll my eyes. “New on campus this year?”
I frowned at him, but since he was in my way, I let my eyes drop to his feet and slowly make their way back up. He might not be my type, but I could check him out, couldn’t I? Cute enough face, a bit of muscles. Not bad. “Yeah,” I said. “But I’m guessing you’re not since you’re acting like the big dick on campus.” What could I say? If ever there was a blunt girl, it was me.
Some of the other guys laughed, all but one, who watched me a bit too seriously.
The boy before me muttered
, “I only said hey.”
“True,” I relented. “But it’s your attitude.” I flipped my hair over my shoulder, the long waves falling down my back. “I don’t need to talk to you longer to know it’s true.” With a shrug, I moved around him and plopped myself down at the nearest table. “And besides, why would I want to talk to you at all when you’re clearly overcompensating for something?”
Insulting a guy’s junk was a surefire way to piss him off; it always was. Guys really were a dime a dozen, their dick size something they cared so much about. Like, trust me, my dudes, it wasn’t the size but how you used it that mattered.
And, as much as it sucked to admit, most of the time guys had no idea how to use them correctly.
When the guy and his friends didn’t leave, I waved them off. “Bye, Felicia.”
I couldn’t have timed it better; their order came up right then, the worker calling out a name: “Dean.” It stopped the douche, Dean, from saying something else that I bet would only get him in trouble.
Me? I never knew when to back down. Some would call it a character flaw.
I watched as Dean said nothing to me, going to grab a few of the pizza boxes. His friends picked up the ones he couldn’t carry. Were they feeding the entire campus? Who the hell ordered that many pizzas?
All but one left, and I turned my head up to glare at the guy who’d stayed.
This one… oh, this one was a bit more my style. Eyes a beautiful blue, warm and inviting, set on a tanned face with a stubbly square jaw. Dark brown hair cut short on the sides of his head, a bit longer on top. Taller, wider, all in all more impressive than that Dean guy.
I crossed my legs, feeling a warmth start to grow between my thighs. God, it’s been too long since I’d had sex. “What are you hanging around for?” I asked him. “Are you waiting for me to tell you what’s up, too? Tall, dark, and brooding might’ve worked ten years ago, but in today’s age, you’re just creepy.”
Creepy wasn’t the right word, not at all, but I didn’t let that stop me from saying it.
This guy was more like, bend me over this table right now and fuck my brains out, please.
He leaned down, placing his hands flat against the table in front of me. I’d say he was well over six feet tall, and he towered over me easily. Getting this close to me, I could practically taste his muscles.
Yeah, that didn’t make sense. Whatever.
“Careful,” he warned me. “Dean might be overcompensating, but I’m not.”
Ooh, challenge accepted, buddy. “If there’s one thing you should know about me, Blue, it’s that I’m not careful.” Not the most creative nickname, but those eyes… I didn’t think I’d ever seen eyes that blue before.
He gave me a smile. A ridiculously slow smile that sent my insides tumbling. “You should be,” he said, locking gazes with me. “You should be very careful when it comes to me.”
I couldn’t tell if this was a serious warning, or if he was egging me on. I wasn’t about to turn tail and run away. Kelsey Yates wasn’t that kind of girl, and if this guy stuck around, he’d figure that out soon enough.
“Trust me, whatever you’ve got, I’ve seen already.” I spoke it with a shrug, although I was fairly certain I might be wrong. Turning my head, I found his friends still waited for him at the side doors to the union. The one named Dean was still glaring, while the others were gesturing for Blue to hurry it up here.
A part of me didn’t want him to go. He was cute, a devastating kind of cute. The kind of cute that made you sit back and realize that God was real, because how else could a face like that have come about?
Blue straightened his back, smirking down at me. Now, I normally wasn’t one for smirks—I found them stupidly over the top and too cliched—but his smirk had me hooked. “You’ve never met a man like me before,” he stated, walking away right after speaking, not giving me an opportunity to say my comeback.
I didn’t call out for him, but I did watch him go. His back was wide, the shirt on his shoulders tugged taut over the muscles. Even his ass was nice. Bet it felt even better when it was hot and sweaty and attached to a dick that was pounding into me.
But I guess that was getting ahead of myself, huh?
Car Sex—er, Sex Against the Car, Levi’s POV
Kelsey couldn’t hook up with Grady. Grady was… well, he was Grady, and Kelsey was way out of his league. She was only doing this because of me, because of what she’d seen at the party. She had to have known I’d be there, that she’d see me. Kelsey wanted to rub it in my face, but fuck that, I wasn’t going to let her.
Kissing Keira was wrong. The only girl whose lips I wanted to taste were hers, and I’d be damned if I let those two go off and have their fun without a say in it.
It took me a few moments to realize it, so by the time I was out of the fraternity house, Kelsey and Grady were already long gone. I picked up my pace, heading towards the parking lot, where they said they were going.
To hook up in his car. Like fuck they would.
Grady’s old car was a beat-up station wagon two rows into the parking lot, and though it wasn’t near any light poles, I could still see them. He had her pinned to the passenger’s side, his mouth on hers.
My blood boiled. If ever I could’ve killed someone, it was right then. Just wrap my hands around Grady’s throat and get him the fuck away from Kelsey. My girl.
I made it to their side; they were too lost in each other to hear my approach. I grabbed his shoulder, pulling Grady off Kelsey and slamming his body into the car beside us. To say I was fuming would be a huge fucking understatement.
Grady’s eyes were wide, and he was scared, but I didn’t let that stop me.
My fist grabbed his collar. Right now, I didn’t even look at Kelsey, all of my attention focused on Grady and the hard dick poking at his pants. “If you ever think about touching her again, I’ll rip your dick off and feed it to you,” I promised. It wasn’t a threat if I meant it.
“Dude,” he muttered, breathing hard, “you can have her.” He practically tripped as he ran away once I let go of him.
I was sluggish in turning to face Kelsey. I guess, technically she and I weren’t together anymore, but that didn’t mean I’d be automatically okay with her hooking up with him. Even if she wasn’t mine, I still felt like she was.
How messed up was that?
I knew I’d never be able to move on from her, so it seemed only fair that I made her life miserable until she realized it, too. Did that make me a dick? Yeah, but I didn’t care.
“You don’t have the right to decide what I do or who I do it with,” Kelsey started, and I knew she’d say a hell of a lot more, so before she had the chance, I pinned her against Grady’s car, much in the same position she and Grady were in moments ago. This time, it was my hips digging into her, my chest level with her face.
Kelsey inhaled a sharp breath, turning those dark eyes up to stare at me.
“You’re a fucking idiot,” I whispered.
“And you were kissing a pretty blonde, in case you forgot, so I think I have every right to be whatever kind of idiot I want, whether it’s a fucking idiot or just a plain idiot,” Kelsey hissed out. “You lost whatever right you had to me when you recorded us and put it online.”
I breathed hard against her, and I felt her back arching. I knew how she felt, because I felt the same way. I needed this girl, needed everything she was; I was man enough to admit it, but I wasn’t man enough to tell her the truth about what happened.
It wasn’t me, but there was so much more backstory than what she knew. If she knew the whole truth, she’d hate me forever, and that was something I couldn’t have.
“She wasn’t you,” I whispered, shaking my head once. No girl, regardless of how pretty, would ever measure up to Kelsey’s shadow.
Kelsey was mad. “Oh, is that supposed to make me feel better? Grady kissed like a sloppy mop, but you don’t hear me complaining—”
I knew she’d go on foreve
r, so I didn’t give her a chance to. I grabbed her face, tilted her neck, and smashed my mouth down upon hers. A sudden, fast meeting of our lips that caught her off-guard. She slammed a fist against my chest, and I broke the kiss to let her have her say.
“I hate you,” she whispered. “I really do. I don’t think I’ve ever hated someone as much as I hate you.”
I knew her words were lies, yet I still found myself muttering, “Then hate me. Hate me, Kelsey. It’ll be easier that way.” If her hatred could become real, it would be so much easier to make myself steer clear of her, to deny my body and my thoughts of her.
“You,” she added, sounding almost pained, “you ruined me.” Even though her words sliced through my heart, she pulled on the collar of my shirt and brought my lips back to hers, kissing me hard, swallowing up whatever pointless apology I could’ve given her in that moment.
If I could’ve inhaled this girl, devoured everything she was, I would still be ravenous when it came to her. I wanted everything she had to give. I wanted to give her everything I had, but I knew it would never be enough. She and I… we’d never work. This might be our last hurrah, the final goodbye, so we had to make it count.
The truth was I never wanted to say goodbye to her. She made me feel alive, brought me back into myself when I’d been going through the motions. She ignited the spark within me, and only she could keep it lit.
I held her against the car, pressing my hips against her harder. My dick had long since gotten hard, an ache in my lower half telling me I needed to bury myself inside her right here, right now. Who cared if someone saw us? I sure as hell didn’t. As long as I was the one inside that sweet, wet pussy, I didn’t care about anything else.
My teeth nibbled at her bottom lip, and she parted them, allowing my tongue to slither in and run along hers. My hands snaked between us, reaching for the button on her pants. Kelsey didn’t stop me, not that I thought she would. We were both past the point of stopping now, I knew.
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