Char (26 page)

“I didn’t pack a bag…”

“Well, you won’t exactly be needing clothes for what I have planned for you. But just in case, I had your sister pack you a bag last weekend.”

If being naked all night and all day tomorrow is an option, I’m so okay with that. “I think I’ll be fine without clothes.”

Tristan grabs my hand as we walk inside. I have a ton of butterflies in my stomach, and I feel like I might just throw up. But I’m mostly excited. This is the night that I have been waiting for with Tristan. If it were up to me, it definitely would have happened sooner, but I’m glad it hasn’t. This just feels right.

The elevator goes to the top floor and we walk towards our door. He slides the key in, and I swear my heart speeds up. Why am I
nervous
?

Oh right… Because before dating me, Tristan was a man whore. What if I’m not as good as the other girls he’s been with? What if, after tonight, he decides he doesn’t want to be with me? I would be so heartbroken, but it’d definitely be a different kind of heartbreak than I had with Landon. I couldn’t just spend the day eating junk food with Aaron and be okay. There isn’t enough junk food in the world that could heal my heart if Tristan Becker broke it.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Tristan asks. He puts his hand on the side of my face, and gently caresses my cheek.

“What if you think I’m not good enough? What if after tonight you want to break up with me?”

“I could never break up with you, Char.”

“How do you know for sure?” Ugh, I’m being needy and whiny. I have to stop.

“Where is this insecurity coming from? You are
never
insecure, and with good reasons. You have
no
reason to be,” he says.

“I don’t know. I haven’t exactly had very good luck with relationships in the past, and I guess I am just scared of losing you. I like you more than I’ve ever liked any other guy before, and I don’t want to screw this up.”

“Charlotte, I like you a lot. I actually
more
than like you. And if you’re not ready for this, I’m okay with waiting. I would wait forever for you.”

“More than like?” I ask.

“I don’t want you to think that I’m saying it because I want to have sex with you… But yes, I
more than like
you.” Tristan, for the first time ever, looks shy. “I’ve never actually said it to a girl, so I’m kind of scared to.”

Oh my God.

Tristan is in love with me.

The fact doesn’t send me running towards the door.

Should I tell him that I love him?
Do
I love him?

I do know that I have never felt this way before. When I think of the future, I can’t imagine Tristan not in it. Every time I think of him, my stomach gets all tight, like there is a million butterflies in it. I want to spend every second of every day with him, and when I’m not with him I miss him. The more time I spend with him, the more my feelings grow. Which makes me wonder how I will feel a month from now. Or a year… If love grows, then this must be love.

“Would it be better if I said
it
first?” I ask.

“Does that mean that
you
more than like
me
?”

I nod.

Tristan smiles at me, and the butterflies in my stomach attack with vengeance.

“Char?”

“Yes?”

He takes a deep breath. “I am completely, head over heels, in love with you.”

Saying the words to him, is definitely the easiest thing I’ve ever done. “I love you too.” As soon as the words are out of my mouth, Tristan’s lips are on mine. This kiss is different than every other kiss we’ve shared. Maybe because now we
know
that we’re in love. Or maybe it’s because this time, neither of us intend on stopping.

Tristan’s hands cup my ass, and I wrap my legs around his waist. I can feel how hard he is, and it turns me on even more. He carries me to the bed, and gently sits me down. Without breaking the kiss, we scoot back on the bed. Tristan is on top, and he has all the power. I’m ready for him to rip my clothes off, but he doesn’t. He’s going slow. I don’t like slow. I’m ready
now
.

Tristan finally pulls off my jacket. His lips leave mine, and he begins taking off my boots. I reach for his jacket, but he pulls away. “You’re so impatient. Somethings you just have to wait for.”

“I think I’ve waited long enough.”

He just laughs, but continues to undress me. He slowly pulls of my leggings, and then he starts kissing me again. He is still wearing all of his clothes, which frustrates me, but also excites me. Maybe I will get to undress him too. But, of course, I will go at a much faster pace.

Finally, Tristan pulls off his jacket. I decide that it’s
definitely
not fair that he’s in charge.

He pulls my tank top over my head, and then takes his own shirt off. Finally, we are skin to skin on the top… Except for my bra. Hopefully that will go soon too.

I’m wearing a really cute bra. It’s black lace. Candice always told me that every girl needs a black lace bra. I am so glad I listened to her, because I really like the way that Tristan is looking at me. He unclasps my bra and tosses it to the side. His finger traces around my cleavage making me shiver.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispers.

Tristan once again starts kissing me, but now he’s kissing me slowly. He massages my tongue with his as he runs his fingers through my hair. His chest is pressed against mine, yet he isn’t close enough.

Tristan leaves my lips, and starts pulling off my skirt. Once my skirt is off, he takes off his jeans, and then climbs on top of me again. The only thing between us is my very thin black lace thong, and his boxer briefs. I run my finger down his stomach and across his abs which causes him to shiver. It’s nice to know that I affect him just as much as he affects me.

I pull at the top of his boxers, hoping that he takes them off, but he doesn’t. His lips leave mine, and he begins to slowly tease my nipple with his tongue. My pleasure is slowly intensifying, but it’s not enough. His lips leave my nipple, and he pulls down my thong. I spread my legs to make room for him, but he still doesn’t take off his boxer briefs. Instead, his begins massaging my clit his with his tongue.

This moment —
totally
worth the wait. My insides feel like their screaming, and Tristan knows exactly what he’s doing. It only takes a few seconds before I feel the release that I have been so desperately wanting.

Finally, Tristan is completely naked. I feel his very hard body part press against me, but he doesn’t enter.

“Are you absolutely sure?” he asks.

“Yes.” My answer comes out breathy, but I know exactly what I want. And what I want is Tristan Becker.
All
of him.

Finally, I feel him start to slide inside of me. He moves in slowly at first, and once he is completely inside he moves faster.

Sex with Matt and Landon definitely never felt like this… Generally it didn’t last more than two or three minutes, but it’s different with Tristan. He knows exactly how to move, and I can feel the pleasure inside me intensify. He starts moving faster, and I finally feel a release, but then the pleasure starts to intensify again, and I’m pretty sure I’m going to have another orgasm. I’ve never had an orgasm during sex before, so I’m not sure if this is
normal
, but I like it. A lot. As I feel my third release, Tristan cums too. He stays on top of me for a little bit longer. We are both breathing heavy.

I know for sure that Tristan was definitely worth every second of waiting.

Epilogue

One Year Later — July 26

Beginning

I sit my last box onto the floor of my new apartment… Well, technically it’s mine and Tristan’s apartment.

Yep, we are
finally
living together.

School starts in about two weeks, and I will officially be starting my freshman year of college. Life is good.

I start to unpack a box, but am stopped by Tristan. “We should definitely try out our new bed.”

I completely agree. And we are about to go do just that when there is a knock on our door. When I open it, Candice is standing on the other side holding a potted plant. She hands it to me as she walks inside.

“I brought you a house warming gift,” she says. “Wow, this apartment is so cute. Do you need help decorating?”

Since Candi quit modeling, she’s been kind of bored, especially since school let out. To say that I am ready for the fall semester of NYU to start would be an understatement. But it’s alright, because I do love her.

“I’m thinking a white leather couch,” I tell her.

As we plan the details of my apartment, somebody else shows up — Christian and Aaron. Ironically they are really good friends now, and are going to be rooming together next year at NYU.

“I am so ready for all the parties you guys are going to be throwing here,” Christian says.

“No parties,” I tell him. I still can’t believe that Christian will one day be my brother-in-law… Though I guess it could be worse.

Christian still has a thing for Candice. She definitely
doesn’t
return his feelings, but if she doesn’t have a boyfriend when the fall semester starts at NYU she has to go on a date with him. Christian definitely hasn’t forgotten the deal they made.

Aaron is doing well. He hasn’t used any drugs since his incident and has stayed completely sober. I’m proud of him. Since him and Christian are roommates, Christian keeps him pretty busy.

Chloe and Phillip finally had their baby — Conner Davidson. He’s the most adorable baby on the planet. Chloe is finishing up her zombie movie now. After this, she is going to cut her schedule back a lot so she can spend more time with Conner.

Mom has
finally
stopped obsessing over Chloe, Candice, and me… Now she obsesses over Conner. I swear he has every toy known to mankind, and he has more clothes and shoes than I do. She’s like a madwoman.

And Dad, well he couldn’t be happier. Two of his daughters are now in college, living in New York. It’s like his dream come true. He also recently started dating. Mostly just random dates. I showed him how to use a dating website, and he thinks he has to go out with a new woman every weekend. Who knew my dad was a
player
?

Tristan and I are happy. We are still very in love, and completely inseparable. I have no doubts that he is the one for me… Even though some days he drives me crazy, I know that I am the luckiest girl
 
on the planet.

Everybody helps us get started unpacking. I know from this day forward things will be different, but change is a good thing. I never imagined that I would be living my life in New York City,
 
but there is nowhere in the world that I would rather be than right here, right now. This is my little piece of perfect paradise, and I can’t wait to see what happens next.

Just the beginning.

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The Rock Star Trilogy:

—
Jaded
(Book 1)

—
Faded
(Book 2)

—
Hated
(Book 3)

The Kihanna Saga:

—
The Fab Life
(Book 1)

—
I Hate Goodbye
(Book 2 — coming December 21, 2013)

—
Stranded in Paradise
(Book 3 — coming April 2014)

—
It’s So Obvious
(Book 4 — coming June 2014)

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I Need You
(Book 5 — coming August 2014)

Stand Alones:

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Don’t Tell

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Acknowledgements

This is my seventh published work, yet it still doesn’t get any less exciting than it did one year ago when I first published
Don’t Tell
. I am overwhelmed by all the love and support that I get from my readers… To everybody who has read this book,
thank you
! Without you my dream of being a writer would
not
be possible. Thank you all for buying, reading, and rating all my books. Thank you for all the wonderful emails, Facebook messages, tweets, and comments. Every time I hear somebody tell me ‘
I loved your book
’
it completely brightens my day, and it’s motivates me. I love every one of you!

Thank you so much to my very best friend, Tess Watson. You’re going above and beyond the call of duty for a best friend. You’re my beta reader. You’re my critique partner. You’re my shoulder to cry on. You’re the first person I text when something exciting happens, rather it be in my personal life or in my career. And I honestly don’t think I would be where I am today without you. Also — thanks for telling me to go “trashy” on the sex scene…
This is why you’re my best friend
!!!

Thank you to all of my beta readers — Holly Paola, Katelynn Martinell, Elizabeth Bryant, and Christy Townzen at Tyhada Reads. Your feedback was very much appreciated! Thanks for taking the time to read
this
before it was ready for public viewing ;).

Wendy Owens, I am so looking forward to Queen City Indie Con. Thank you for being such a great friend and for always being there when I need to talk to you. You’re AWESOME!

My cover designer — Laura Heritage at PS Cover Designs. You never cease to blow me away. This cover is definitely my favorite out of ALL the covers you’ve done. How do you always manage to make it EXACTLY how I pictured in my head? YOU ROCK.

Becca Smith, thank you for helping me last minute with editing. Since my usual editor is on maternity leave, I am so grateful that you stepped up to help me.

And last, thank you to my husband. You’ve always pushed me and encouraged me to follow my dreams, and I can never thank you enough for that. Thanks for telling me I’m awesome daily, and for putting up with me when I feel
INSPIRED
to write ALL night long. I love you!