Page 58 of Walk With Me
We definitely just crossed a boundary.
Her breath is heavy on my neck. I’m not sure how longwe’ve been like this, clinging to each other. All I know is that I need a few more minutes to come down from that.
As far as dry humping goes, that was amazing. I’m pretty sure I saw stars.
My leg is still firmly around Eden. Our chests are pressed together tightly and I’m a little afraid to let her go. What we did was certainly in the heat of the moment. I just hope it was okay. That when Eden pulls back, it’s not with an ounce of regret.
She shifts her body, and I reluctantly ease my grip on her. The space between our heads gets wider, but Eden doesn’t fully pull away. Just enough that we can look into each other’s eyes.
“Was that okay?” she asks. Her voice is soft and tinged with concern. This woman is going to be the end of me, I swear it. How is she this lovely and sweet? I was worried she was going to be upset, and here she was, concerned about her performance.
“It was amazing,” I reply, daring to dip my head forward and steal a kiss. “Did you…”
Her cheeks tinge red. “No…I wanted to make sure you…um had fun.”
I want nothing more than to pull her into me again and grind against her until she feels what I felt, but the moment is over.
Eden’s eyes dip to my lips and back to my eyes. “Are you sure it was okay?”
“It was more than okay, babe.”
The moment turns a little awkward as I unhook my leg. Eden takes a small step back, her gaze never leaving my face. It’s then I realize she is just as worried as me. She’s checking to see if I regret it.
Cupping her face with both hands, I draw us back into a soft, slow make-out. With every press of her lips I feel the heat building in my chest. It’s not sexual. Okay some of it is, but mostly it’s something comforting. As if every kiss connects us just that bit more.
I knew Eden was special, I just didn’t realize how much until this very moment. That’s why I have to talk to her. What happened between Becca and Bella isn’t something I want for me and Eden.
Bringing our kiss to an end, I lean my forehead against hers and take a few fortifying breaths.
“Sloane?”
“We need to talk, babe.”
Eden’s eyes startle, and I could kick myself.
“Don’t panic.” Grabbing her hands, I guide us to the ground. We sit with our backs to the shed.
“I’m no expert, but the ‘we need to talk’ line doesn’t usually lead anywhere good,” she replies.
I huff and shake my head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ruin the moment. Again.”
Eden shuffles until she is so close I’m practically on her lap. “Tell me.”
Running my hand through her hair and over her buzzed sides, I smile. “You’re so gorgeous.”
“And you’re a goddess. Now is that what you wanted to talk about?”
“Have you spoken to Bella?”
Eden crinkles her brow. “This isn’t where I thought the conversation was going, but I’ll play ball. No, I haven’t spoken to her. I planned to.”
Nodding, I entwine our fingers. “You should. The reason Becca was so upset yesterday was because Bella received an early acceptance for MIT. Which surprised me because I thought you guys were all about art.”
Eden leans her head against the shed as she looks at me. I’ve never had anyone look at me the way she does.
“Bella is talented in many things. I’m guessing Becca was upset because they’re a thing now?”
“Yeah. Officially since the party at Bryce’s.”
