“No we don’t,” I practically shouted, “we need to get out of here, now.”
Colt leaned over and asked, “Lauren, are you okay?”
Stopping, I looked into Colt’s eyes. They were breathtaking. Blue like the sky behind him. “I don’t think I can wait until we get back to A&M, Colt.” Shaking my head, I whispered, “I want to feel you inside me.”
Colt’s face beamed as a wide grin appeared and my heart began to race with excitement. “Luke and Libby know we love them; we’ll chip in and buy them a great gift.”
Nodding my head quickly, I said, “Perfect!”
Reaching for my hand, Colt pulled me toward his truck. “Colt, all my stuff is at Josh and Heather’s house.”
Colt practically pulled my arm out of its socket. Looking back over my shoulder, no one even paid attention to us as we quickly left the reception. No one that is, but Grace. Lifting her hand and giving me a wave, I waved back and smiled. Shaking her head, she turned on her heels and walked off.
Colt stopped and opened his truck door as he took my hand and helped me up and into his truck. Leaning into the truck, his eyes captured mine. They were on fire as I sucked in a breath. “Where we’re going, Lauren, you’re not going to need your purse, or clothes.”
My eyes widened as I simply said, “Oh.” Swallowing, I cleared my throat and said, “What about my cell phone? Or money?”
“I have a phone and I have money.”
Slowly nodding, I whispered, “Clean panties for tomorrow?”
Colt lifted his eyebrows as he attempted not to laugh. “Do you want your bag, sweetheart?”
“I’d feel better knowing I had my stuff. If that’s okay?”
Reaching in further, he kissed me on the nose and my stomach dropped at the sweet gesture. “Of course it is.”
Moving quickly, he buckled me in, shut the door and made his way over to the driver’s side of his truck.
I wasn’t sure how Colt and I went from totally avoiding each other, to fighting like cats and dogs, to leaving our best friends’ wedding to go somewhere so we could be alone. Smiling, I shook my head because I didn’t care. I wanted this. I’d wanted it for so long. I was just too stupid and stubborn to admit it to myself. Libby and Alex had found love and happiness. I wanted that too, and I knew Colt was the only one who would be able to give me both.
Ten minutes later, I was running up the stairs to Josh and Heather’s house. I used the key I had and ran as fast as I could in my heels and dress up the stairs and to Libby’s room. Gathering up my things, I shoved it all into my overnight bag. Turning, I looked around for Alex’s bag. Seeing it on the floor, I smiled as I reached down and picked it up. Overhearing Alex early this morning, I heard her tell Grace she had packed two outfits for Will, but she wasn’t sure she would get to use them if the parents didn’t all stay in one house.
Something blue caught my eye as I reached in and pulled out a beautiful blue satin, barely there, piece of lingerie. Clutching it to my chest, I whispered, “Perfect.”
Shoving the lingerie in my bag, I skipped down the stairs and out to Colt’s truck. Finally, Colt was going to make me his.
SITTING IN MY truck, I tapped the steering wheel to calm my nerves. What had happened in the last hour? I went from observing Lauren from across the room, to asking her to let me make love to her.
What if I fuck this up? What if I don’t make it special enough for her? My father’s words from three years ago invaded my mind.
“Colt, make sure it’s something you both want. Be gentle and think about her one hundred percent of the time. Show her how much she means to you above all. Remind her how much you love her. The moment can never be repeated.”
The door to Josh and Heather’s beach house opened, and Lauren came bouncing out. Shaking my head, I couldn’t help but smile. Lauren was so full of life. She made sure to live each day with as much zest as she could.
As she moved closer to the truck, my heartbeat increased. I wanted to take her back to A&M, but when Lauren said she couldn’t wait, I knew I had better check us into a hotel. The last thing I wanted to do was end up taking her in my truck.
The door opened and Lauren threw her bag onto the back seat. Hopping up into the truck, she shut the door and turned to me with a look of sheer panic on her face.
“I’m scared shitless, Colt.”
Laughing, I nodded my head. “Me too, Lauren.”
Her smile would have knocked me off my feet had I been standing. “I know you want to wait until we get back to A&M . . . but I don’t think I can.” Her eyes glanced down. “Colt, I’ve wanted you for so long, and I’m tired of fighting it.”