The Summer I Changed | The Summer I Turned Pretty Fanfic

My Dessert

Jere POV

"Me."

Her? Do her? She needs to be careful what she says to me right now, I am so tempted to push the serving plates off the kitchen counter and rip that purple summer dress off her. My mouth went dry hearing her offer herself up to me like she was the appetizer before dinner. No, sorry Belly it's not that simple. You can't make an amazing meal, look amazing with your hair in a half up do and not expect me to make you wait, make you enjoy every minute of it. I'm done with contemplating it, I'm going to take Belly upstairs and make her moan my name until she forgets everything except the taste of my lips.

I force a chuckle. "I meant with dinner."

She gave me a weak smile, "Everything is ready. sit down in the dining room and I'll be there in a minute."

I listened to her, making my way to the grand brown table that was set for dinner for two. She used those blue dishes my mom favored, with the little butterflies on them. My finger traced the shapes on the plate, lots of happy memories with these plates. Belly served us, she even used the wine I brought. She looked so beautiful, like a princess but a really hot one. I couldn't stop looking at her shoulders, how my lips wanted to kiss them and my fingers caress them.

"We should talk, I guess." Belly said after she finished her first glass of wine.

"About?"

"Well, everything. The talk we had, the text message I sent." She swirled her fork in her pasta but never brought it up to her mouth.

"Did you mean it, do you love me?"

"Yes, I always have."

I took a deep breath, followed by a gulp of wine before asking my next question. "What do you want from me?"

She scratched her neck, confused. "I don't understand your question."

"Do you want to have sex with me?" I asked straight to the point.

"Well... Yes."

"To get closure?"

"No, I don't want closure." She straightened herself in her chair, placing her fork down with a clank.

I felt a little frustrated. "Then you just want me to fu-" She put a hand up, stopping me mid sentence.

"I want you, all of you. In every way- but it's complicated right now. I don't know what tomorrow looks like, I just know I love you."

I stare down at my dish, i know it's complicated. It's my brother complicating it. If it was a stranger I'd already be on top of her, giving myself to her fully. Right? I said I'd stop putting myself second, I drove hours to get here and it wasn't for this mid-level alfredo.

"I'm full." I push my plate away from me, my fork clings against the dish.

"Okay, I have dessert," She said getting up and walking past me to the kitchen. I grab her by the wrist, tugging her back.

"The only thing I want to eat is between your legs, Bells."

I hear a gasp escape her lips. When she turns around to meet my eyes she looks shocked but in a good way, she's biting her lips to hold back a smile. I push my chair back and pull her on top of me. "Is that okay with you?"

She nods, pulling her dress up to straddle me on the wooden chair. "Absolutely."

Even though I wanted this, I'm nervous as shit. I don't know how to touch her or where to touch her, I feel like I'm fourteen years old. I slide my thumb across her lips and they part, instinctively I lean forward to kiss her. Her mouth is warm, it tastes like wine. I smile, I've always been drunk on Belly.