I took a short break from CONSUMED to open the SAVOR YOU word document for Teaser Thursday!
I grab the first thing I can find—a plain white tee shirt that smells like Tide—and climb into the bed with him as I finish pulling it on. When I move to lie down, he stops me, squeezing my hips between his hands. “What are you doing?” I whisper breathlessly.
“How many of those things do you have now?” he asks, a serious expression on his face.
Unconsciously, my hand flies up to the left side of my chest to the tattoos, blackbirds in several different sizes. His tee shirt is covering most of them, but a few are still clearly visible. “Twenty-two.”
One for each time things have gone to hell between us. Twenty-two tiny reminders of why accepting his challenge to stay with him for tonight and the next is as much of an omen as the ink itself.
Twenty-one too many tattoos.
Wyatt dips his head into a nod, and I almost expect him to say something else about the blackbirds, but when he speaks, it’s about sex. How typical. “There is nothing I want more than to wrap your legs around my shoulders and fuck you for the rest of the night.” He pulls me on top of him, one leg at a time. “But in all the years we’ve been doing this, not once have I ever just slept with you. I figure if we’re pulling the plug, might as well do it just once.”
The change of subject is like a fist to my stomach, so painful that it comes damn close to knocking the air out of my lungs. It’s hard for me not to react, but I maintain my composure as I grip his shoulders tightly and lower my face down to his. Our lips graze, and I whisper, “Sweet dreams.” I don’t give him time to respond. I roll off of him and curl up on my side with my back turned to his body.
“Come here,” he says in a rough voice, wrapping his arm around my waist. His body finds mine in the dark, and he presses his lips against my only other tattoo—the caged bluebird in between my shoulder blades, the one he’d picked out for me a few years ago. “This, Kylie, this is how I need to remember you if you’re done with me.”
I curl my fingers around his but I say nothing. I don’t trust myself to.
It doesn’t take him long to fall asleep. He sleeps hard, sound, so he doesn’t even flinch when I untangle myself from his body to turn back over to face him. I spend the next hour studying him, running my fingertips gently over his lips and the angles of his face. Etching every detail of him into my memory.
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