PULLING INTO THE parking lot of Grand Station, Lauren let out a squeal. “I’ve been dying to come here!” Chuckling, I put my truck in park and turned to her. Lauren had always been so full of life. It was as if she floated through life just unaware of the bad shit and only concentrated on the good. She had no clue how beautiful she was, and that made her more beautiful. We had stopped at Longhorn Steak house for lunch and I wanted to punch every guy who stared at her. But Lauren had no clue they were all eye fucking the hell out of her. Her eyes never left mine. When I talked, she gave me one hundred percent of her attention. I’d never experienced that before with the other girls I had dated.
“Do you know how beautiful you are, Lauren?”
Lauren had been staring at the front door, itching to get out of the truck. When I spoke, she quickly looked at me. Her eyes had been full of life, now they were dark with desire. My pants grew two sizes too small as I attempted to adjust myself. “Do you have any idea how handsome you are, Mr. Mathews?”
My stomach fluttered and I felt my hands begin to sweat. I didn’t want this to be a dream. Waking up and finding out it had been would devastate me.
Reaching over, I placed my hand on the side of her face. “You’re mine, Lauren.”
Lauren’s eyes filled with wetness as she placed her hand over mine. “Forever, Colt Mathews. I’m forever yours.”
Lauren and I both jumped when someone banged on my truck window.
“Fucking yeah! Mathews where have you been?”
Rolling my eyes, I recognized the voice of Phil Lawson. Another Texas A&M football player. “Fuck,” I said under my breath.
Lauren laughed as she looked around my shoulder and out the driver’s side window. “Looks like he’s happy to see you.” Her smile quickly faded and my heart stopped beating.
Turning, I saw Phil, Roger, and Mitch. Roger and Lauren had dated off and on a few times. The fact that he tried to push her into having sex with him made me want to pound his face into the ground.
Roger wore a blank expression on his face as Phil kept telling me to roll the window down. Glancing back to Lauren, I asked, “Did you want to leave, Lauren?”
Shaking her head, she replied, “No. We came here to have fun, let’s go have fun.”
Leaning over, I kissed her quickly on the lips. “Let’s go, let me get your door, sweetheart.”
Lauren’s eyes sparkled every time I called her sweetheart, and I loved it. Opening my door, Phil stepped back. “Hey, Colt.” Looking back into the truck he smiled. “You want to hang with us?”