Before You Know It

Chapter 20

We were laying on the bed just facing each other. Jake was rubbing his fingers through my hair and it tickled my arm as it fell through his fingers. He then slid his hand down my side and stopped at my thigh. He suddenly gripped it tight and pulled me towards him.

He buried his face towards me and mumbled, "God I love your thighs."

I didn't say anything. I just sat there and listened to his breathing. He pulled his head away from me and looked at me straight in the eyes. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead.

"And your forehead." He mumbled.

His lips then glided to my temples, to my eyes, to my nose, and to my cheekbones.

"I love these too... and your beautiful brown eyes... and your cute nose... and your sharp bones... and-"

His lips stopped right in front of mine. I had my eyes closed and I could feel his breath hitting my face and I could feel his heart beating fast. He just sat there for a second.

"And... your lips." He whispered quietly and he slowly leaned forward and kissed me lightly and gently. It almost felt as light as air until he made a little groan noise in the back of his throat and pressed harder.

My hands ran to his cheeks and eventually glided up into his hair. His hands were already tangled into my hair as I grabbed his.

He slowly sat up but led me with his lips. We both were sitting up and uncontrollably kissing when he gripped underneath my thighs and swiftly pulled me into his lap.

I suddenly pull back from him and he looks at me with confused eyes.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked.

"No." I said with a smile as I slid off of his lap.

I walked to his closet and grabbed one of his baseball t-shirts to throw over my naked body and it went to my mid thigh. Then when I walked out of the closet I searched for my underwear before throwing them on and crawling back onto the bed.

I sat on my knees and faced Jake.

"Is everything okay?" He asked gently.

I smiled a small smile at him.

"I-I just want you to know more things about me before it gets serious, more serious." I said.

"Okay?" He questioned and sat up to lean his head against the headboard.

"What do you want me to know about?"

"Sean." I said blandly.

He seemed to close up at the mention of him.

"I know you don't seem to like him, but he's an important part in my life. And I want you to know the truth about me and him."

Jake nods his head.

"So I know you don't like him, and I don't know why-"

"Because it seemed as if he was stealing you from me." He said so blandly that it caught me off guard.

"What?" I quietly croaked out.

"I saw you hanging out with him and I thought he was stealing you from me." He said crossing his arm across his chest.

I laugh a little bit to myself, "Trust me, he can't steal me from you. But do you want to know about mine and his's past?" I asked.

"Sure."

"Okay, well to start it off, me and him were childhood best friends. Then Sophie kind of came along and we grew apart for a bit, but then middle school happened. And we said we liked each other and all of that stuff. So we dated, but it didn't work out because it was middle school." I rub my hands on top of my thighs as he watches me talk. "And so we just stayed friends at that, then freshman year came along and we decided to try again. And he was, uh, my first- kinda everything." I pause and look at Jake as I say that.