Chapter Twenty Five
The next morning, I'm pretty sure I woke up with a smile on my face. Whenever my eyes fluttered open, I knew it was mid-morning by the way the sun was peeking in through the blinds hanging on the huge window.
All of the memories from the night before were rushing back to me, causing my smile to widen. It was true whenever they said that losing your virginity hurt; because it hurt like hell for me. There was one point when tears were actually spilling out of my eyes and I thought Kiptyn was going to punch himself since he thought that it was all of his fault.
But even though I didn't get that much enjoyment out of it until the very end, just being that close to Kiptyn was incredible all in it's own. He had been so concerned about how I felt, if it was too much, if I wanted to stop. Of course for a split second, I really did want to stop. The pain was almost unbearable at some moments. But then, as corny as it sounds, I would look up at Kiptyn and decide that I didn't want him to stop.
I closed my eyes again, rolling over between the extremely comfortable sheets. I stretched my arm out, feeling around for Kiptyn. My eyes opened again whenever I felt nothing but cold sheets where somebody obviously hadn't been sleeping.
I sat up then, holding the sheet to my chest as I looked around the room. The bathroom door was open and the light was off and the lock on the door was still hinged, so I knew he was here.
I climed out of the bed slowly because of how badly my body was aching. Sex was obviously a lot of physical activity for a girl that hadn't done anything remotely close to even running since basketball season.
I grabbed one of Kiptyn's shirts out of his bag and slipped it on over my head before looking at myself in the mirror. I inwardly groaned at my reflection and tried to repair my hair quickly.
I finally gave up and padded over to the screen door that lead to the balcony. I pulled it open and wasn't surprised to find Kiptyn leaning agianst the rail, nothing but the same gym shorts on his body.
I stepped outside and shut the door behind me, not really sure what to say at first. "Hey," I finally breathed.
He didn't say anything back, just continued to stand there and look out over the really shitty view we had. I took a deep breath and walked over to where he was standing, leaning against the rail next to him.
"How long have you been out here?" I finally asked.
He shrugged, still not looking at me. "A while."
"You didn't want to cuddle with me?" I asked, smilling slightly.
He finally looked over at me, his eyes completely different from the eyes I'd stared into last night. My stomach fell at the look on his face and I knew what he was about to say. He was going to tell me that it was a mistake. That sleeping with me was wrong and that he was sorry.
I looked away from him, bile already rising in the back of my throat. I don't think I would be able to handle it if those words actually came out of his mouth.
"Dallis," He started.
I immediately shook my head. "Don't say anything, Kiptyn."
"I just-"
"Last night was perfect and I don't want you to ruin it by saying something really shitty to me," I looked at him then, "I get it if you don't want to be with me exclusively. But please don't tell me that you regret it."
His eyebrows furrowed whenever I said the last sentence. "Regret it?"
I felt tears pushing against the backs of my eyes. "That's what you were going to say, right? That you regret it and you changed your mind about being with me?"
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Take Me There
RomanceDallis Anderson has spent her entire life living in a small southern California town, doing exactly what has always been expected of her. She was class president, cheerleading captain, girlfriend of the town's golden boy, and headed off to the colle...