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Evan rolled me on my back and trailed his mouth down my neck and over my skin, inciting a swirl of heat that rushed through my body. We slipped out of our clothes, only separating long enough to toss them aside. I knew him, every inch of him, but never like this.
The tenderness of his touch captured my breath. My heart thumped with each burst of air escaping my lips. I pressed my eyes closed, my brows pulled together. He intercepted my staggered breath, his mouth engulfing mine. I could feel everything and nothing all at once, my body tensing. I clasped his hand, locking my fingers in his, arching up to meet his mouth again before exhaling and floating back to the blanket.
I lay motionless, caught in the recovery with my pulse thrumming. Evan reached in his pocket, removed the wrapper and returned to me. My heart stammered, as he lowered himself, watching me intently.
I took in a sharp breath when he found me.
"Are you okay?" Evan asked, looking into my eyes.
"Yeah," I exhaled, wrapping my legs around him.
His rhythm was gentle and slow. My breath became drawn and I closed my eyes. I ran my hands along his back, gripping him as his pace quickened.
I opened my eyes. His lips were parted and his breaths erratic. I reached up to taste him, his tongue slipping into my mouth. He pulled away with a rush of air. Looking into me. Seeing more than I ever thought possible. Vulnerable and exposed. Love and desire. My chest swelled with every fathomable emotion?I thought I might burst.
His chest was slick with sweat as he slid against me. I ran my mouth along his salty skin, my entire body pulsing. Evan clenched his eyes shut and his body became rigid, slowing until he melted on top of me. His chest thumping against my stomach as we surrendered to the calm. I kept my arms wrapped around him as he recovered in slow breaths, with his head on my chest.
"Am I hurting you?" he asked, and then clarified, "Your ribs?"
I shook my head, having completely forgotten about them.
"I like listening to your heart," he said, holding my hand. "Its beating so fast. "
Evan lifted his head to inspect me, sweat trickling along his sculpted face and down his neck. "Are you cold?"
I shook my head.
"Can you talk?"
I shook my head again. He grinned, reaching up to kiss me softly. He eased away. The cool air wicked the sweat from my body with a shiver. He leaned over and grabbed the edge of the blanket, folding it over us, positioning me so I was on his arm as we both lay on our sides, facing each other.
"Are you okay?" he asked, his eyes twitching slightly in concern.
"Yes," I smiled brightly, making him smile in return. Then I started laughing.
"Whats so funny?" he questioned, his eyes twinkling.
"I love spontaneity. "
Evan smiled wider. He leaned over and brushed his lips across mine. "I love you, Emma. "
44. In the End
The sun woke me earlier than I usually rose, but the melodic chirping and filtered light were a welcome transition into the day.
I smiled when his breath tickled the back of my neck as he slept with his arm draped across my stomach. I shifted back, to cuddle into him. His arm instinctively tightened around me. I breathed in at the touch of his skin along my back, firm and warm. A swirling heat roused in me and I took long drawn breaths, pressing against him. Evan began to stir.
The rhythm of his breathing deepened, and I knew he was awake. His hand slid along my side, over my hips. As much as the feel of his fingers tickling my skin elevated my heart rate, my body was still in a bit of shock from last night, and I knew I wasnt prepared for it again this morning.
I gently eased forward and reached over for the backpack on the tent floor. I dug in the front pocket and pulled out the packet.
"Gum?" I offered, popping a piece in my mouth.
Evan laughed. "Yes, thanks. " After he took a piece, I rolled over to face him.
"Good, now I can kiss you," I declared and pressed my lips against his, the burst of cinnamon filling my mouth with the touch of his tongue. "Happy Birthday," I breathed, my head swirling in a fit of flutters. His steel blue eyes were vibrant and reflective. My heart stuttered at their intensity.
"Thank you," he smiled and then added, "for the perfect present. " My cheeks warmed. Evan ran his finger along my blush, brushing the hair from my face.
"Youre beautiful," he whispered, making my cheeks even redder. He swept his finger over my lips and followed the touch with a kiss, barely touching?stealing my breath.
"I love you," I murmured, lost in the depths of his eyes as they flickered in front of me like he was silently listening to my every thought. Evan pulled me against him and held me. I inhaled the sweet scent of his skin. "Do we have to leave here?"
"We should probably think about it. "
My stomach growled, and I placed my hand over it. Evan grinned. "And it sounds like you need to eat. "
"Fine," I conceded reluctantly, "we can get up. " I sat up, holding the sleeping bag over me. "You know, Ive never slept naked before. "
Evan laughed lightly. "And I bet youve never roasted marshmallows naked either. " He leaned over and kissed my shoulder.
"No, that was a first too," I nodded, making him smile. "Do you have any idea what time it is?"
"No, but Im sure Jareds looking for me. "
"Thats right," I grinned, trying not to blow the surprise. "Youre going hiking. " I began searching under the sleeping bag. "Where are our clothes?"
"I think theyre still outside," Evan noted.
"Oh," I responded with wide eyes. I unzipped the tent and a breeze of cool morning air swept in. The grass still glistened with morning dew. I spotted our clothes tossed in a small pile next to the abandoned blanket. I contemplated how cold the grass was going to be on my bare feet.
"Ill get them," Evan offered.
"No," I sighed, wrapping the sleeping bag around me to fend off the chill, "Ill get them. "
I ducked out of the tent and scampered across the chilled, wet grass on the balls of my feet. I scooped up the pile and rushed back to the tent, tossing the clothes in before climbing in after them. "Oooh, its cold out there," I shuddered. Evan laughed as he sorted through the articles of clothing.
"Well, youre not going to love this. Our clothes are kinda wet. " He slid his jeans over his hips, fastening them.
"Great," I groaned, feeling the dampness against my skin as I pulled on my shirt.
"How are you feeling? I mean, are you. . . okay?" Evan asked cautiously as we dressed.
"I feel a little. . . different," I tried to explain, not sure how to describe the post-first-time sex discomfort. Evan hesitated, not exactly following along, so I added, "But I also feel amazing. " And that wasnt at all an exaggeration.
"Good," Evan accepted, giving me a quick kiss. "Lets go back to the house, and Ill make us breakfast and figure out what Jared has planned. And I can give you a dry sweatshirt to wear. "
Jared was waiting for Evan in the kitchen when we walked in. He looked from one to the other?I could only imagine what we looked like, wearing damp, wrinkled clothes, our hair unkempt. He arched his eyebrow slightly, but then redirected his attention to the bowl of cereal. "Were leaving in twenty minutes. "
"Cereal sounds good to me," I said, sitting on the stool next to Jared. He remained non-reactive to my discombobulated state. I was certain Sara wasnt going to have the same lack of reaction.
"Where have you been?!" she demanded when I called her from my car, having just left Evan and Jared to pack for their hike. "Ive been trying to get a hold of you for forever. "
"I was with Evan," I explained, completely baffled by her overreaction.
"I know that, but I needed to talk to you. My mothers having a dinner at the house tonight. "
"What?" I practically shouted, my pulse quickening. "Sara, what am I supposed to do?"
"Thats what I needed to talk to you about," she stressed. "Ju
st get to the house and well figure something out.
My phone beeped as I said, "Okay. " When I looked at the screen, my battery light was flashing. That was the least of my worries as I dumped it on the passenger seat and continued to the McKinleys’ house.
When I entered, Anna was in the sitting room with a woman in a suit, reviewing some papers. She stood when she saw me. I was hoping to sneak upstairs, fearing just had sex was written all over my face.
"Emma, I am so sorry about tonight. I knew about the party at Evans, but I didnt realize you were planning to have dinner here first. "
"Oh, its okay," I offered lightly, creeping up a step at a time before she could get a good look at me. "Well figure something out. "
"If you want to take him to a nice restaurant, I would be happy to pay for it. "
"Thats very nice of you," I assured her, taking another step. "But itll be fine. "
"Emma?" Sara bellowed from the third floor.
I smiled awkwardly at Anna and turned to run up the stairs. "Im coming!"
When I reached her, I found Sara folding the flaps of a cardboard box full of decorations.
"I have an idea," she burst out, standing up to face me. "You can. . . " She stopped. "Omigod. You had sex. "
My entire body flushed, and no matter how hard I tried not to, a huge smile spread across my face.
"I cant believe it," she gaped, rushing over to hug me. Then she barraged me with, "Did it hurt? Did you. . . uh, bleed? Are you sore? How do you feel?"
"Um," I stared at her in shock before I fumbled, "Just a little. . . no. . . yes. . . and. . . " I smiled wide with my cheeks aglow; I didnt even have to answer the last question.
She squealed proudly, "I cant believe you had sex! This is so amazing. It gets better, I promise. " Then she rolled her eyes in frustration, "And Im so mad at you right now because we dont have time for you to tell me all the details. "
"I think I just told you more details than I ever expected to," I admitted, leaving out that it was probably the most incredible night of my life and that I wasnt sure how much better it could get. "Anyway, whats your idea?"
"Okay, heres your grocery list. Go shopping now. Then come back here. You can shower, and Ill do your hair before we leave to decorate the barn," Sara rattled off instructions, barely taking a breath.
"Jill, Casey, and. . . Analise," she said her name with a snarl, which made me laugh, "are meeting me here in a couple of hours, and then were going to the Mathews to decorate.
"You can bring the dress with you and change right before Evan arrives at seven. That should give you time for a couple of tries, in case you burn anything. "
"Thanks," I shot back with a mocking grin, "but where am I going?"
Sara hesitated with her lips pressed together. "Decatur Street. "
"What?!" I stared at her, certain she hadnt just told me that I was supposed to surprise Evan with a romantic dinner in the same house where Id seen a man get nearly pummeled to death, and where my mother tried to kill herself. I shook my head. "No way, Sara. "
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