“You don’t have to. You know that, right? I won’t let on to your folks that you spilled.”
“I know. God, I missed you.” He pressed a tender kiss to my forehead, then he put his head down on my shoulder with an exhausted sigh.
A tiny corner of me wondered if he’d known about the impending doctor visits. Maybe that was preying on his mind when he’d dropped me off? But this wasn’t the time to grill him about my doubts and bruised feelings. In this situation, there was only one thing to do.
“I hope it’s okay if I stay over,” I said. “Because I’m not leaving you tonight.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
“I was hoping you’d say that.” Rob eased me to the floor and stood up. “There’s a spare toothbrush in the bathroom, and you can use it first if you want to get ready...or whatever.”
Though I wasn’t completely sure what he meant, I hoped he was talking about bed and not fooling around because that seemed like a bad idea, given everything he’d just unloaded on me. People made reckless decisions when they were upset, and I didn’t want to be a mistake that made Rob cringe down the line. I brushed by him to use the bathroom and when I got back, he gave me a shirt to sleep in, one of his, obviously, so that was one teen fantasy fulfilled.
I crawled into bed and clicked the remote until I found an old movie. When Rob got back, I was propped up on his pillows, scowling at Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell. This movie was my crack; I disapproved of so many things about it yet anytime it came on, I had to watch it.
“Overboard?” he asked.
“It’s so wrong that I can’t help but love it.”
“Yeah, it’s all wrong plus wrong equals true love.”
“You’ve seen it?”
“More than once,” he admitted.
I patted the bed. “Then hop in. He’s about to convince her that she’s his wife.”
Rob seemed better than he had when I first got there, less on the edge. As he got under the covers, he said, “Thanks for coming over. I’m surprised, though. I figured you’d be an anger ball, after what happened between us at your place and then silence.”
“I was. Then I was hurt. But none of that mattered as much as the fact that you needed me. It’s kind of nice that somebody does.”
Without replying, he wrapped his arms around me and settled me against his chest. I had never been a big snuggler, but maybe the wrong guys had been holding me. Up until this point, I didn’t care to stick around after sex; I was always the one making an excuse and tiptoeing out before the sweat dried. Yet here I was in Rob’s bed without the promise of an orgasm to keep me here. How about that.
Though it wasn’t that late, he fell asleep before the movie ended, freeing me to gaze at his face close up. His beauty was really remarkable, enough that it was startling when you compared him to the rest of his family. Nadia, my best friend, was striking, but not gorgeous, and his parents were both average. I ran my fingers down the line of his nose, traced his mouth lightly and then brushed the hair away from his forehead. He let out a little sigh and pulled me closer. There was no way I could sleep with my face smashed into his chest, though, so I wriggled until he let me roll. Spooning would be better, or at least I presumed so. I’d never slept with anyone before.
I stayed up late enough for Goldie and Kurt to unlock their happy ending and then I turned the TV off and tried to sleep, but I was wired, both from comforting Rob and being in the same bed with him. At home, I’d masturbate to relax, but that seemed dirty and wrong. Obviously, the fact that it was forbidden only made me want it more. His body was big and warm behind me; his arms felt heavy and possessive. That turned me on, too.
If I’m quiet, he’ll never know. Challenge accepted.
Feeling like a perv, I eased my fingers into my panties. Yeah, already wet. Around Rob, it didn’t take much to light me up, and it had been that way since before I was old enough to understand what I was feeling. It was important not to moan, no matter how good it felt. I couldn’t breathe loud or move around too much. Hell, I might not even be able to come under these conditions, but I had to try, or I’d lay here all night.
Tensing my thighs, I strummed my clit, working the juices around until it was so hard not to react. But the need for silence made it even hotter. Can’t believe I’m doing this. The fact that Rob was holding me added another layer of delicious tension. I rubbed harder, all but riding my hand, though the sideways angle hampered me somewhat. Not insurmountable, as the rising pleasure proved. So good. As I came in silent gasps, his arms tightened.
“You okay?” Sleepy voice.
“Mhm.” My muscles went lax, and sleep rushed in like the ocean at high tide.
In the morning, I woke to the sound of someone pounding on the door. Rob jolted up beside me, and I scrambled into my pants, then followed him down the stairs. He was wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, so I stopped him. “Get dressed. I’ll stall whoever it is.”
Fearing it was his parents with more bad news, I opened the door with some trepidation. Instead, my mom was waiting on the porch, wearing a sheepish look. “I need the car. Stuart stayed over last night, but he needs to get back to Edison, so...”
Though I wasn’t ordinarily the blushing type, heat washed my cheeks over the awkwardness of this moment. There was no telling what my mom suspected I’d been doing last night, and she was looking everywhere but at me. I rubbed a rueful hand against my cheek, but I didn’t clarify. I’d promised Rob I would keep his dad’s secret.
“Shit, sorry. What time is it?” I asked.
“Just past nine.”
Summoning some composure, I said, “Let me get the keys.”
“Rob can bring you home later?”
He appeared behind me in time to hear the question. “Definitely, it’s not a problem. I hope you weren’t worried?”
“No, she left a note.” Her half smile said she thought the evening had gone much different than it had, but clearing up her misconceptions wasn’t a big priority. “See you later, Lauren.”
I handed over the keys and waved at Stuart, who was parked in the drive. He lifted a hand, then blew a kiss to my mom, who hurried down the front steps to claim a real one before letting him back out. Then she took off with a wave for Rob and me. My breath showed in puffs of white, so I was shivering by the time I shut the door.
He wrapped his arms around me, anchoring me against his chest to warm me up. “That wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been.”