The Journey[BoyxBoy]

Chapter Eight:

I heard Billy walking down the hallway, quickening my sped I tried to finish getting dress. Billy tackled me before I could even start putting on my jeans. I rolled on top of him, laughing. His warm, bare skin sent shots of electricity through me, making me hot. Distracted by his body, he pinned me to the bed with a tight hold on my wrists. I could have easily unpinned myself but I didn't want to. He could do anything he wanted right now to me and I wouldn't care. Billy looked down at me with those seductive emerald eyes. I stopped laughing, slowly as his mouth moved near mine but my smile still stayed plastered to my face.

"You think it's funny?" He asked his lips just inches from mine. I nodded, smirking. He lightly kissed my lips, sending butterflies down my stomach. Then he moved down to my neck. I loved those warm, moist lips. I could still taste them still. I closed my eyes, letting him kiss my neck and do whatever else he wanted. I thought of how amazing last night was. It was a night of pure love. I couldn't imagine it being wrong like everyone else said it was. I was with a person I loved. Loving Billy Hale wasn't something I would ever admit to before last night but now I just wanted to tell everybody. My fear of what people would do to him was still too strong to do so quite yet but until then I would show him until the day I died. I smiled, thinking how nice it would be to spend the rest of my life with Billy. Then my eyes snapped wide open was I felt my neck begin to hurt. He pulled away, grinning.

"There I'm done." He announced, smugly. He sat up with his legs still wrapped around me.

"You gave me a hickey?" I asked, shocked.

"Yes, I did." Billy said, still smug. He slid off of me, making my frown tug even further downwards.

"I'm going to get you." I said, sitting up.

"But alas, we don't have time for that." Billy said, in his sexy southern drawl. He ran out of the room with just a wink. I sat there for a moment, smiling like an idiot now. Billy got me and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it...for now. Just wait, Billy, I'll get you but in the meantime I needed to cover up this hickey. The last thing I needed was for Grandma to ask me where I got a hickey from. My face was already starting to turn red, thinking about how to explain myself out of that one.

"Billy, does your mom have any make up?" I asked, walking in on Billy changing. He stood straight up, his face bright as a tomato as he covered himself up with a pair of jeans. I laughed.

"What?" He asked, confused. He clutched his jeans tighter to him.

"I saw you naked last night. You have nothing to hide anymore." I smirked. He loosened his hold on his jeans.

"True." He said, putting his jeans on. Now all that was bare was his tan chest, not that I had a problem with that. "So what do you want with my mom's make up?"

"To cover up this." I said, pointing to the still wet, red hickey.

"No." It was Billy's turn to smirk now.

"No?" I questioned.

"Nope." He said, popping the 'p'. He had a devilish grin on his face.

"Why not?" I asked in disbelief. "My grandparents are going to ask where I got this." He started laughing. That was his point apparently. "They are going to put two and two together when they see one on your neck." I pointed out.

"And that's a problem why?" Billy asked. He was still smiling but his eyes were more serious. I sighed. I didn't want to risk being found out especially for Billy's sake. He didn't need to go through that pain and humiliation.

"I just don't want anyone to know that we're together right now." I tried to explain.

"We're together?" He asked, raising his eyebrow. Oh, shit are we? I just made a very stupid assumption. Just because I loved him and we had a very passionate night together didn't mean he was already there. I was already ruining this.