It was the best time of my life

Chapter 15

I've left Tony out there in just his boxers. Whoops. I pick his shirt up off the floor and open my door to throw it to him. It lands on Mike's head, making me giggle as I retreat behind the door.
"So, someone got lucky last night" I hear Mike say. I smile. Me. I think I'm the lucky one. I know what we did might seem a bit much for some but you only live once and I'm living my life the way I want to. I'm not a slut. I've only slept with one guy before and I had been with him over six months before anything happened. It didn't work out but that's life. I know I could have done more with Tony last night but I was quite content with what we did do. I'm glad we finally got the opportunity to do more than say hi in the corridor. I fall back on my bed and pick up my phone. I see a missed call off my dad. I check the time. It's 11am here, so 7pm back there and I decide to ring him back.
I tell him about my job in the music store and how I've met a cute guy who I really like. I tell him he's actually my roommate and he laughs. He's as free spirited as me so I know he won't object. I tell him classes start tomorrow and that I'm still excited about the stuff I hope to learn. We chat for a few more minutes before I say I have to go as I have a few things to do. I tell him to tell mam I love her and that I love him too and hang up, a smile on my face. I hear a knock on the door and guessing it's Tony, I shout for him to come in.
"Were you just speaking some kind of weird Spanish I don't understand" he says.
"Si" I say. "Actually, it was Welsh. I'm bilingual."
He looks surprised and I laugh at the expression on his face.
"Tell me about where you're from. What you like. And why you signed your coffee notes with a cat" he says as he sits down on my bed.
"I'm from a small village called Treaddur Bay on Anglesey in North Wales. I lived there all my life until I moved here. My dad has a small recording studio in Holyhead and it's one of only a few in Wales. I went to university in Bangor which meant I stayed at home as it wasn't too far to drive everyday. I'm an only child and I'm 21 years old. And I love cats. I have 3 at home. Yoda, Chewie and Binks."
"Are they named after Star Wars characters?" Tony asks and I nod, laughing.
"Tell me about you" I say, wanting to know more.
"I was born here in San Diego. I have a half sister who's 10 years younger than me. I'm also 21. My dad died when I was 10 but I'm really close to my mom. My grandfather taught me guitar when I was 14 and I love playing music. I don't sing because I don't like how my voice sounds but others have told me I have a good voice. And I love turtles." Tony lies down across my bed and I have the urge to tickle him. I don't actually know why but before he has the chance to move, I've pounced on top of him and I'm tickling his ribs, making him squirm. He is wriggling around like an eel and laughing so hard he has tears running down his face. I look into his eyes and kiss him. I have him pinned to the mattress and I kiss him hard. Passionately. He manages to free his arms and his hands make their way to my hair, gently entangling his fingers in it. I pull him into an upright position and he pulls my t shirt off, my breasts pressed to his chest as he kisses me again. I'm pulling his t shirt up and over his head and once again admiring his tattoos. I want one I decide.