I'm the happiest girl in the world right now. It was rare that my mind felt empty and I was at a loss for words.....but this was one of those rare instances. In bed with Walker, post-sex. Three things my brain would have never strung together before now.
"Are you alright?" I hear him ask and I twist up to look at him.
"Of course I am, why wouldn't I be?" I whisper, laying on his chest.
"Just checking in." He sighs, fingertips tracing up my spine. "How was it?"
"Good." I whisper, feeling my cheeks flush. "I've never........." I pause, trying to decide if I actually wanted him to know that. "I've never felt that way when I had sex." I admit, feeling embarrassed. "Well.....until today." I mumble, feeling my smile grow.
"Never?" He gapes, looking shocked. "How on earth is that possible?"
"Dating losers." I shrug and his face falls, then I realize who he thinks I mean. "Not Dane, we never did anything at all, I never even kissed him. I mean.....the last time I had sex was like four years ago, with a boyfriend I had in high school. It wasn't good."
"You dated Dane for like a month and you never....." He fades off and I blink at him.
"You thought when I told you I hadn't done it in a long time, I meant two weeks?" I ask with a laugh and he rolls his eyes. "No, I never did. Because I never felt that close to him, I......I discovered a long time ago that in order for me to feel comfortable with sex I need to trust the person I'm doing it with. As you'll recall, I'm a soft-as-marshmallows, emotional person."
"You...trust me like that?" He asks, sounding confused and I nod.
"I was waiting for someone I wanted." I admit, tracing his chest. "Someone special."
"I've been ready to put my fist through a wall these past few weeks thinking......thinking he was getting the best parts of you." He admits, shaking his head. "I hated myself for putting you in a relationship. I wanted to be with you, but.....I wanted you happy too."
"It's nice to understand what's been going on in your head." I whisper, scooting up on his chest further. He runs a hand through my hair and I smile, feeling shivers run down my spine.
"You're so beautiful." He mumbles. "You have no clue how long I've wanted to say that." He adds and I smile, kissing his chest.
"Can I propose something?" I ask and he nods. "I know this thing with Piper is happening and I don't want her to do anything with that video anymore than you do. But.....I'll know if I'm going to Northwestern before exams start. We're already close to Christmas and everything.....what if we set a date after I would hypothetically return from my research at the end of January?"
"I'll come get you from the airport." He grins and I smile. "I should be able to work something out to keep that video from getting released by then."
"So is it settled?" I ask, feeling a grin work its way onto my face. "The end of January we'll try?"
"The end of January." He nods and I raise my pinkie to his, making him wrap it around mine. "You really.....you want to do this?"
"Yeah, I really do." I smile.
"It's the sex, isn't it?" He teases and I laugh.
"No, it's just......you." I answer. "I like you the way you are, well you know, without the bitchiness."
"Honestly, Piper is going to be least of our worries. Wrath dies, Mark's grudges don't." He sighs. "Him and Dustin will lose it."
"Really?" I ask and he nods. "Why?"
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Moving In With The Enemy
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