Just Breathe

Chapter Fourteen Bailey

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest to the rhythm of the rain against the windshield. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I had never had sex before and from the way Gavin was able to make me fall apart into a million pieces twice, tells me he is no stranger in that department. Not that I ever thought he was a virgin or anything, I mean, have look at the man; as Ash says, he is sex on legs. Stop freaking out! Take a deep breath. You have to give away the damn V card someday girl, why not to Gavin? Okay, so my inner voice has a point, but he thinks Logan is my son, meaning I've had sex before! From the stories I've heard its supposed to hurt, and you bleed. How am I going to explain without having to tell him about my entire past? Bailey! Calm your shit! One, he seems like a big guy, so it hurting a bit will be justified by that glory of a stallion. Inner voice, not helping! But I guess that could make sense since from what I could feel of him, he seems pretty large. I should just tell him Im not ready to spend the night, not until I finally tell him everything. But what if he leaves? Why is this so damn complicated?

"Babe, I can hear the inner turmoil from here, talk to me." Gavin broke up my internal conversation, and freak out moment. I took in a deep breath before looking over at him. He took his eyes off the road for just a second to lock them with mine and gave me a reassuring smile.

"It's nothing. Just thinking about how much of an amazing time I had with you tonight." I managed to say without fumbling too much over my words.

"I always have an amazing time with you, beautiful." He lifted my hand and pressed a few kisses to the back of it, before placing it back on his thigh.

For the rest of the drive we were silent, with the soft sounds of the radio music and the hard drops of the rain hitting the trucks windshield. The closer we got to Watermount Falls, the harder the rain seemed to fall. By the time we parked in Gavins spot across from our low-rise building, we couldn't see a damn thing in front of us.

"Okay, were gonna have to make a run for it. You okay to jump down, or do you need my help?" Gavin asked, still holding my hand firmly in his. If he came around to help me, he would get even wetter than if he just made a run for it. I could jump and make a run for it, too.

I"'ll just jump down and make a run for it." I let him know.

"Hold the door handle for support before jumping. On the count of three." I placed my hand on the door handle and waited for Gavins count before we both opened our doors and made a run for it. The wind had picked up and my hair was flying everywhere. By the time I made it to the front of our building, Gavin was already holding the doors open for me. I tried ringing out as much water from my hair as possible before going in as to not make an even bigger mess in the lobby.

"I wasn't aware of the storm tonight, clearly, I should have checked the weather." Gavin stepped closer to me and pushed back some hairs that were glued to my forehead.

"Maybe that way we could have brought an umbrella." I teased, trying to not show how nervous I still was, and now freezing from being soaked head to toe.

"Smartass." Was all he said as we both laughed out loud.

"Come on, you're freezing. Well jump in the shower to warm up once we get upstairs." He grabbed my hand and led the way.

Once at his place, I made it a point to not look at my apartment door. I didn't want him to think I was second-guessing spending the night with him, even if all I wanted to do was run inside to the comfort of my home, and hide for the rest of the night. Breathe, Bailey, just breathe. Gavin unlocked his door and once inside, he turned on the kitchen light giving just enough light to the rest of the place. I slipped off my shoes and Gavin snuck into the bathroom, where I could hear him turning on the showerhead. He quickly came back, handed me a towel, and led me to the bathroom. I honestly thought he was going to leave me in here, by myself, and I felt a surge of disappointment.