Say Yes (15 page)

“Lilly,
you are completely trashed, you can’t drive.” Daisy said.

The
room was spinning and everything looked like it was going to turn upside down. Rummaging
in my bag for my keys, I slurred, “I’m not trashed. I’m fine.” I moved things
around in my bag until I found the keys to my rental. “Aha! Found them! And
now, if you’ll excuse me…”

Luke
came up behind me and grabbed the keys from my hands, and he tossed them to
Daisy. I stumbled and almost fell. Suddenly I was upright again, and I felt
something that felt white hot through my shirt at my side. “You all right to
drive?” His voice sounded so far away.

“Yeah,
I only had two shots all night. I just don’t know how I’m gonna get her home
and upstairs without Mama and Daddy waking up. They’d be so proud,” she
snickered.

“She
can come stay with us,” Violet offered, but I put up my hands in protest.

“Thanks,
but no thanks. I’m really not in the mood to hear you two having sex in the
next room while Violet’s screaming about how big your fire hose is,” I said,
and Evan snickered while Violet blushed.

I
looked up at Luke, who I now realized had his arm around my side. His body was
so warm that it made me shiver. “She can come home with me. I’ll get her
sobered up and I’ll bring her back home tomorrow.” Of all the reasons to be
going home with Luke after a night out, being drunk and him taking pity on me
wasn’t the one I was hoping for.

“You
sure, Luke?” asked Daisy.

“I’m
sure. I’ll take care of her, I promise.” I took advantage of his closeness and snuggled
into him. Taking a deep breath, I inhaled his scent and sighed. He smelled
delectable. I felt him stiffen.

“Okay,
well, thanks then.” Daisy hugged me and said, “Call me in the morning, okay?”

I
nodded at her and said my goodbyes and apologies to Evan and Violet.  I don’t
remember saying goodbye to anyone else. The last thing I remember of the bar
was Luke putting my coat on me and us walking out the door into the cold
Georgia air.

The
next thing I knew, we were at the lake house. I opened my eyes and looked
around. I was on the couch in front of the fireplace with a blanket around me.
My shoes and coat were gone, and there was a glass of water, two pain
relievers, and a mug of coffee on the table in front of me. I looked up and saw
Luke standing in front of a picture window, looking outside, his arms crossed
across his chest. I heard a clap of thunder…it must have started to rain while
I was out. “Hey,” I said, my voice sore.

“Hey,”
he said curtly, not even looking my way.

“How
long was I out?”

“About
an hour.”

I
sat up on the couch and immediately popped the pain relievers in my mouth. I
washed them down with water and put the glass back down. “Thanks for taking
care of me, Luke. You didn’t have to.”

“No
problem,” he said angrily. Lightening lit up the sky outside, and a few seconds
later a deep roll of thunder boomed loudly.

“Geez,
what’s your problem with me?” I said, and he turned his gaze to me. I stood up
off the couch, wobbling slightly. His eyes narrowed at me and I decided to
continue my rant. I had to get it off my chest while there was no place for him
to escape. “I have done nothing to you to deserve the way you are treating me!
You’re the one that’s been ignoring me…avoiding me like the fucking plague would
be a more accurate description. I have been losing my mind trying to get a hold
of you and then, when I finally do, I invited you to dinner which you gladly
agreed to come to. While you were there you are all complimentary and nice but
then flipped a freaking switch when I wanted us to watch a movie. You were so
cold to me and then out of nowhere you tell me you love me, but race out of my
house before I can even say anything, then went straight back to ignoring me
again. Now, on top of that, you have the nerve to be shitty to me and act all
pissed off because I got drunk tonight. You want to know why I got drunk?
Because I was trying to drown the pain you’re causing me! It is killing me that
you are shutting me out and I can’t take it anymore, I just can’t!”

“Lilly,
I am sorry that you feel this way, but you need to just lie back down and get
some rest before you say or do anything else that you can’t take back. This
isn’t going to work out for us, trust me. It’s what’s best,” he said angrily.

I
sprinted over to him and pointing my finger at his chest. “Oh
no
you
don’t! You do
not
get to decide what’s best for me!” I yelled.  “Ever
since I got back into this town I have been listening to everyone’s advice on
how I should act around you so I wouldn’t lead you on, and I’m sick of it!  I
am not a god damned child!  I don’t want to lie to myself about my feelings for
you anymore. I am
so tired
of trying to make everyone else happy! 
Shouldn’t it matter what I think?  What I want?”

“And
what is that, Lilly?  I mean you are so wishy-washy all the time, and you have
been sending out some pretty mixed signals. Do you even know what you want?” he
asked.

“Luke,
I have known what I wanted since the night I came back. I’ve been dreaming
about it almost every night.” I took a deep breath. Here goes nothing.  “I want
you, damn it!”

I
looked into his eyes, but they were unreadable.  He had a damn good poker
face.  “You want me,” he said, disbelievingly.

I
walked closer to him and looked him square in the eye.  I carefully reached my
hands up and placed my hands on his cheeks and held on firm so he wouldn’t be
able to look away. His jaw hardened.  “Of course I do.  I was afraid to admit
it out loud because I am still scared about what to do when it comes time for
me to leave.  I know I have to go back, but the thought of being away from you
again makes me not want to go.  I can’t imagine not being near you, I feel like
I won’t be able to breathe without you.  And that terrifies me,” I admitted,
speaking softly.

His
hands stayed at his side, and he was balling them now into fists. I stared into
his ice blue eyes, waiting for his answer, but I couldn’t tell what he was
thinking. My hands dropped from his face and rested on his broad shoulders.
After a few moments that seemed to drag on forever, he finally spoke. “Lilly, I
am trying to give you an out here.  You need to walk away from me now, because
honestly, the closer you stand to me, the harder it is for me to fight you. 
Feeling your hands on me right now, and you saying the things you’re saying, I
just…I don’t know if I will be able to let you go.”

I
swallowed hard, and said, “Then don’t let me go. Don’t push me away.” His face
softened, and I heard him start to breath faster as I said the words it had
taken me eleven years to say.  “I love you Luke.”

He
exhaled sharply, and he reached up and took my face in his hands, and his mouth
found mine.  And, in that moment, I completely melted.  He felt like home.  I
immediately slid my hands from his shoulders to his biceps.  I pulled him
tighter against me, wanting to hold him as close as I could against my body.  I
didn’t think I could ever let go.  Every time his tongue would touch mine, I
felt a current racing through me and my heart started to beat faster.  My hands
instinctively moved from his arms down to the waistline of his jeans, and I
began to pull at the bottom of his shirt.  He momentarily broke our kiss and
whispered, “I want you so bad, baby.”

I
looked right into his eyes.  “Luke I love you, let me show you how much. I want
to be with you tonight. Take me to bed, please,” I purred.  Right then he
picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I could feel his erection
against me, and it turned me on. I grinded my hips against him and he groaned.
He carried me up the stairs wrapped around him with ease. Once we reached the
top of the stairs, thankfully it was a short walk to his bedroom. I began to
tug on his shirt as we moved over toward his bed. He began kissing my neck, and
my eyes rolled back in my head. When I could focus, my eyes scanned the room. There
was a four poster king size bed now where his full size bed used to be. The
blankets were a warm beige color, with several pillows decorating the head of
the bed.  The walls were a deep cream color, and the fireplace was still there,
already crackling and warm.

 He
moved his mouth back to mine, his fist tangling in my hair. His kisses alone
could make me forget my own name. My blood was racing, and I was desperate to
feel his skin on mine. I started to wriggle against him and he set me on my
feet. He looked down at me, his eyes smoldering. My skin felt like it was on
fire just from his gaze. I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and lifted it over my
head. His eyes widened, a smile slowly creeping over his lips. His hands slid
around my bare waist to my back, and he pulled me close to him. His lips
crushed against mine, and he parted them with his tongue, devouring my mouth.
He let out a low moan when my teeth gently nipped his bottom lip. While our
kiss got deeper and deeper, I slowly began to lift his shirt up. He was driving
me insane with his mouth alone, and I had to get him naked. He stopped the kiss
and we both pulled his shirt over his head.  Once it was off, I looked at him
and my breath caught in my throat. I placed a shaking hand on his chest. He
felt so hard and strong that I almost wanted to cry…he was so beautiful.  His
perfect chest gleamed in the moonlight, making him look more like angel than
man.  I traced the curves of his perfectly sculpted chest with my fingertips,
feeling the fine hair between my fingers.  I ached to have him close to me.

He
lifted his hand to my cheek, and ran the back of his fingers down the side of
my face and gently lifted my chin and pulled my lips back to his. He had one
hand on the small of my back, and the one that caressed my cheek had moved to
my shoulder. He slid the strap of my bra off one shoulder and moved his mouth
to kiss the place where my bra strap just was. I threw my head back, moaning at
the feel of his lips on my bare skin. This gave my libido a big nudge, and I boldly
slid my fingers down to the buttons on his jeans. He suddenly stopped me, and with
a gentle shove I fell onto the bed. His eyes hungrily roamed my body, and he
looked at me like I was a gift that he couldn’t wait to unwrap. Slowly he
leaned down, his hands finding the waistband of my pants.  He started to slide
them down and I lifted my hips so he could get them off. Once they were in a
pile on the floor he looked at me up and down again, and whispered, “So
beautiful,” before raising my leg.  He held my foot for a moment, and his eyes
fell on the new tattoo on the top of my foot. He grinned, and whispered,
“That’s sexy as hell.” He lightly kissed my foot and my fists tangled and
twisted the blanket on his bed. I was amazed at how sensual a kiss on the
bottom of your foot can be. He began to move his mouth up my leg to my thigh. I
almost exploded when he kissed me over the black lace of my underwear. 

“You
taste so sweet,” he mumbled against me, kissing my heat through the thin cotton
and lace. He continued his sensual torture and trailed his tongue from my sex
up my stomach and then stopped at my breasts.  He kissed my right breast
through the fabric of my bra and his left hand was caressing the other.  Then,
he gently pulled down the lace covering me, and moved his kisses to my exposed
skin.  I started moaning loudly as I felt his tongue gently roll around my
nipple.  This foreplay was almost too much to handle.  I wanted to feel him
deep inside me so badly.  Luckily, my bra unhooked in the front, and when he
undid the clasp, my breasts sprang free.   He let out a soft moan as his eyes
took me in, and his mouth eagerly kissed each breast while his hands even more eagerly
explored my body.  I could hear myself calling out his name, and then when I
couldn’t take it anymore I decided to take control. I gently pushed him from on
top of me, and rolled him onto his back.  I crawled off the bed and stood
before him and he leaned up on his elbows so he could watch me. I let my open
bra fall off my shoulders, and slowly slid down my panties and let them fall to
the floor.  He softly gasped, and I could see his manhood stiffen even more in
response.  Walking back to the bed I crawled up next to him.  I leaned down
while on my hands and knees and began to lightly kiss his stomach and I trailed
my tongue along his happy trail. His abs tightened in response and he grabbed
and twisted the blanket, which turned me on more. I leaned back up and started
to undo the button on his jeans.  I moved both hands to his waist, and he
lifted himself up just enough for me to pull his pants and boxers down. When
his erection sprang free, I felt faint. The length ran all the way up to his
belly button. I had momentarily forgotten it was that vast.  My body began to
quiver in anticipation. 

He
wiggled his legs slightly so his pants fell the rest of the way to the floor. I
trailed my fingers up his leg, and not being able to resist, I took his manhood
in my hands. He moaned in pleasure as I stroked him up and down with both
hands.  Before I stop myself, I leaned down and took him in my mouth, rolling
my tongue around the tip of his arousal.  I looked up at him, and his eyes were
wide with shock and desire all in one. “Oh shit,” he moaned loudly, rolling his
head back onto the pillow. He let go of the blanket and moved his hands to the
back of my head and was gently guiding me. I gently moved him in and out of my
mouth, and I was getting more and more turned on. I had never done anything
this bold in my life, and seeing him come apart because of me was mind blowing.
“Lilly, baby, that feels so good,” he moaned. “Baby, you gotta stop, I don’t
think I can hold it much longer, and I don’t want to go right now,” he
breathed. All of a sudden he sat up and gently pushed me on my back, my head
resting on the pillow.  “Oh God Lilly, I want you so much, I can’t wait to be
inside you,” he moaned.  I pulled him on top of me, and I clutched him tight to
my naked body, feeling his beautiful skin against mine. He moved his hand down
my side and started to touch and tease me between my legs. Then, without
warning, I felt his fingers slip inside me, and I gasped loudly.