Tapout

Only You.

Chapter 42

I press my lips against his. His left hand gets tangled in my hair, his right holds me tightly. I'm as close as I possibly can be without straddling him. His cologne is intoxicating and he's all I can think of. Our lips move in sync together, and again my nickname for him comes to mind. Sparky. Spark, that's what I feel. You read it in fucking books all the time but that's what I feel. Fireworks, and flames. I want more.

I need more of him.

My tongue brushes against his lips and he invites me in. I release a light moan without even realizing it. Once we run out of oxygen we pull away but he doesn't let me get far, he rests his forehead against mine. "I've missed you so fucking much." I give him a peck on the lips again, "You used to love this. Just sitting here together, our foreheads resting against each other."

"I can see why." I lick my lips and lean back slightly, only because I'm uncomfortable in the position I'm in. "Sparky, was I always so open with you? I mean the book said a few times I tried pushing you away."

"You did. But I didn't let you go far, you weren't always open and honest. It took me a few weeks to figure out you were a fighter."

I nod lightly and tousle my hair. "Thank you for letting me experiment." I joke and bite my lip.

"Whatever might help you remember sweetheart." Lucas exits the truck and I make sure that I have that book in hand before I crawl out.

I don't know if you know this, but it is so frustrating to lose so many months of your life. And they were apparently some pretty important moments. I mean I'm done fighting, I was clearly dating someone who loves the crap out of me. I have friends now, I mean I want to rip my hair out because I want to know how I felt. I want to know what he knows. "You're coming inside?"

"I don't have to."

"No, I just-I was just going to read." I lift the journal and smile, "But you can join me and I can ask you questions if you want."

"I'd love to."

Sparky opens the door for me and I step inside. Where's my room? I just go down the hallway that's where bedroom are at normally.

"Second door on the left baby girl." I turn around and he just glances at me with incredibly gentle eyes. "I'll get us some snacks and drinks, why don't you get comfortable and I'll be in there in a few minutes." He kisses my forehead and saunters into the kitchen. I open my bedroom door and inhale, I remember why I chose this room. Sunlight, I open my curtains and pull up my blinds. After changing into a tee shirt and shorts I crawl into bed, book in hand. So, what happens now? Are we still together? How long were we together? I glance to my left and notice a few things on the nightstand furthest away from me.

I pick up a watch, a man's watch. I'm assuming Sparky's if not that would be extremely awkward. I pull open the drawer and after I laugh at the condoms sitting on top I notice a few men's shirts. "Wow, we were pretty serious."

"Yeah, we were." I turn towards the doorway while shutting the nightstand. He looks incredibly attractive with his head leaning on the doorframe, and he's just staring at me.

"I guess I'm just confused."

He sets down some fruit and water on the nightstand and kicks off his shoes. "That's completely understandable. Anything I can do to help?"

I watch him take off his jacket and agree, "Are we still together?"

And there goes the shirt. Fuck me sideways. My mouth is wide open, I know it is. Am I drooling yet? "Riley?" I don't answer, I'm in my own world, boy am I glad I didn't push him away when I woke up. "You can touch it baby girl, all yours."