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Collared(2)
Nicole Williams

His hand buried into the curve of my spine presses deeper. It feels like it’s dissolving into me. “Thank you.” He kisses my hairline.

“For finally being ready to have sex after being together the past two years? Yeah, no problem.” I laugh as quietly as I can.

Torrin’s mom is working tonight, but I don’t want to wake his little brother, Rory, who’s probably asleep in his bedroom next door. I also don’t want to give Caden, Torrin’s older brother, a reason to remember we exist. Usually he’s happy to pretend we don’t, but when he does, life’s rather unpleasant for those few minutes.

“I would have waited for you no matter how long you took. A month, a year, an eternity.” My body lifts with his when he shrugs. “I would have waited.”

“You would have waited an eternity? You know what that is, right?” My toes press into the side of his leg. They’re cold, and he’s warm. It’s strange how whatever I need, Torrin has. Or how whatever he needs, I have. Cold toes and warm side of a leg included.

“Forever?” he answers all innocent-like. “Yeah, I know its general definition.”

“And you’d be willing to wait forever for me to be ready?” My eyebrow lifts. Not because I don’t believe him but because a girl’s brow should rise when a boy proclaims he’d wait for her forever. My family believes in fairy tales like they believe in the possibility of world peace.

I’d rather be whatever Torrin and I are.

“There’s only one you.” He shrugs again. My body bobs with his again. “Of course.”

Another laugh escapes my lips. “You used to hate me.”

He groans. “I didn’t hate you. You just annoyed the crap out of me.”

I probably should check the time on my phone, but I’m too happy. This moment is too perfect to end with something as trivial as a curfew. “Because I was faster than you, scored higher on tests than you, and kicked your butt in every game of one-on-one?”

“Exactly. Annoying.” He tugs on the ends of my hair again.

“Yeah, well, you used to annoy the crap out of me too,” I fire back, pinching his side.

“You’re welcome.” He says it like he’s proud of it because, you know, annoying the crap out of a girl is medal-worthy or something. I guess it worked out for us though.

“So how does a guy go from hating a girl to loving her?” I tip my head back just enough that I can see his face.

His chin is barely stubbled from not shaving today. His dark hair is scattered all over his face and pillow. His light eyes are alive—almost as though the ones I’d been looking into for twelve years had been dead in comparison. In the soft light of his lamp, with his face flushed from what we just did . . . God, he’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I never want this moment to end. Even though I know it has to, I want it to stretch into my next three lifetimes.

“For the millionth time, I didn’t hate you.” He sounds annoyed, but nothing about his expression matches that feeling.

“But you do love me?” It’s a rhetorical question. I know. I’ve known for a while now.

“Damn straight I do.” His words come out like they were dipped into steel—strong and weatherproof.

That’s when my phone resting on the edge of his nightstand vibrates. I’ve started setting an alarm when I’m with Torrin because time just kind of gets away from me when we’re together. I wouldn’t worry about setting an alarm in the first place if my dad wasn’t a police chief who carries a gun twenty-four-seven and who also carries an impression that the Costigan boys are the type of people who end up in the back of his cruiser, not holding hands with his firstborn.

“Eh, I’m late.” I sigh because this is my second alarm. The one that means I’d better haul ass and get home if I’m not there already. I distantly remember the first one going off fifteen minutes ago, but I was a bit preoccupied by something else at the time. Or preoccupied by someone else. “My parents are going to be pissed.”

“You just got here.” Torrin reaches for his phone settled beside mine.

“Yeah, I just got here two hours ago.” He’s shifting beneath me, but I’m not ready to move yet. I’m not ready to let go of him.

“What? Really?” He snatches his phone off the nightstand and flips it around. His eyes widen when he reads the time. “Shit.”

“Time flies when you’re having sex for the first time.”

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