Always Remember (Wesley Stromberg)

Chapter 9 'Talking'

Laney's POV

I woke up confused of who's arms I was wrapped in. I looked up and saw who it was. I instantly smiled remembering last night. He was smiling down at me.

"Good morning," he said in a scratchy morning voice. It was sexy, if I might add.

"Morning," I giggled. He gave me a peck on the side of the head before I got up and went to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and hair, did my business, and wiped my makeup up from last night. I finished and walked back out to see a half naked Wesley lying on the bed. He was in only his boxers. I blushed and must've been staring too long because his words snapped me out of my daze.

"Like what you see?" He chuckled at me. I bit my lip looking at him. I nodded and walked over to him. I couldn't help myself. I needed to feel his lips on mine again. I crawled to him until our foreheads were touching. I looked into his eyes as if to ask if it was okay. He nodded smiling. I pressed my lips to his and felt that tingle and electric spark throughout my body. Our lips moved in sync as I sat myself onto his lap. My hands ended up tangled in his hair and his were holding me in place on his lap.
He pulled away and gave me an embarrassed look.

"This might get awkward, I would get off of me if I were you," he chuckled nervously. I gave him a confused look but soon realized what he meant when I saw the bulge in his boxers. I blushed and he pulled me in for another kiss.

I snapped back to reality and pulled away. Why does this keep happening? I like him and all, but I can't do this when we're not even dating. He rested his hands on my thighs and gave me a confused look.

"Sorry, just thinking," I said getting off of him. I sat at the edge of the bed and he scooted next to me. He rubbed his hand up and down my back, making this situation worse because I wanted to feel his lips even more.

"About what?" He asked tilting his head to look at me.

"We can't keep doing this," I whispered getting up.

"Am I a bad kisser?" He joked.

"Yeah, terrible. That's exactly why I did it more than once," I rolled my eyes sarcastically.

"No, but seriously what is it?" He asked.

"It's stupid, but I feel like I can't kiss you anymore because we aren't actually dating."

"Oh," was all he said hanging his head.

"We should get ready to go home," he said getting up and grabbing his clothes off the ground. He pulled them on and walked out the door. I just sat there, not knowing what was going through his head. Of course he didn't want to date me, he just wanted sex. I knew Sammy was right about being careful around him. I fixed myself up and walked to the boys' room, carrying my bag. They were all packing up their stuff when I went in.

I just stood and waited awkwardly until Drew was done. He started going out to the car and I followed him.

"So did you have fun last night?" Drew asked from in front of me.

"I guess, you guys were amazing! But, I need to talk to you," I said uneasily.

"Shoot," he said.

"Well, Wesley and I shared our first kiss last night, you obviously saw. And we shared a couple other ones. We even slept in the same bed last night- but not how you're imagining it right now. I told him I didn't want to keep kissing and stuff since we weren't even dating, and he just left," I finished.

"Laney, I'm going to tell you something, he really does like you. Wesley is known for not so great things with girls, but I have a feeling you're different. He's as new to relationships as you, so give him some time, he'll come around," he assured me.