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“Look, it’s still not stopping,” Brandon said. He reached across, and Ashlyn lay back on the bed’s pillows. Brandon dabbed at her head wound, and Ashlyn winced. She liked seeing the concern in his expression. That concern was for her.
“Does it still hurt you?” Brandon asked.
Ashlyn nodded, even though it as more of an exaggeration than a truth.
“I’m sorry. I could see that you hit the counter hard, but I have never seen this much bleeding.”
“It’s a head wound. I’m supposed to stay still. The problem is that I keep moving round.”
“You’re supposed to stay still, but that doesn’t mean that I have to stay still,” Brandon smiled. He glanced down at her breasts, which were filling her bra. He continued looking at her for a few moments before he looked back up and into her eyes. “I’m sorry. I know that we talked before, and we. . .”
“We what?” Ashlyn asked slowly. “What did we decide?”
“Well, I was kind of under the impression that it would be better to wait and not just act on a whim but you know, decide if we were going to make a commitment to each other.”
Ashlyn took a deep breath as she tried to steady the rate of her heart. She didn’t understand why Brandon was bringing this back up. Was he not tempted by her as they sat on her bed and she was shirtless? If he wasn’t tempted by that, then maybe he just didn’t find her very attractive. The idea almost brought tears to Ashlyn’s eyes.
“Well,” she finally said, “I don’t know that’s exactly what we decided. But I think you were right when that happened. We had just met each other, like what, three days before? We’ve known each other almost two weeks now.”
“And we’ve seen each other every day,” Brandon echoed her sentiment. He moved the shirt from her forehead and studied the wound for a few minutes. He finally placed the shirt back on and continued applying pressure.
“The truth is that I want you,” Brandon finally said.
“I think it would be a lie if I said I didn’t want you,” Ashlyn replied. “I mean, yeah, we have issues. You know that from this morning, but I can’t stop thinking about you.”
Brandon smiled and looked Ashlyn in the eyes. “Well then, I didn’t know I had a little fan club.” Ashlyn tilted her head at Brandon and gave him a sarcastic look.
“You know what I meant.” Only Brandon could take words that she had meant to be sweet and turn them into something strange.
“I don’t want to have you if you’re going to regret it.”
Ashlyn slowly licked her lips and took the old T-shirt from Brandon. “I won’t regret it. I mean it when I say that you’re a pretty unique guy. You’re the kind of guy that a girl is lucky to have.” Ashlyn swallowed. “So, I guess that means I want to have you too.”
Chapter Five
Ashlyn turned away from Brandon. She was momentarily distracted. The wind was silent. It seemed as though the whole world was listening, waiting for the storm to give its plan away.
“It’s quiet,” Ashlyn said.
Brandon nodded. “The eye of the hurricane.”
A methodic thumping somewhere of something smacking against the side of the house sounded out. Ashlyn smiled. It was as though she had made her decision, and the storm had decided with her. All of those games were done. It was time for reality.
Ashlyn rested her head back on the pillow and looked up at Brandon. He was looking thoughtfully at the curtains that covered the window. It gave Ashlyn the opportunity to really study his torso. Her eyes dropped down over every curve, and she imagined what it would feel like to run her fingers over those little muscles that formed mounds just above his belt.
Ashlyn looked up at Brandon and saw that his eyes were now fixed on her. Her cheeks reddened automatically as she wondered what he thought of her admiring him. But Brandon didn’t seem to be moving; only his eyes were strolling across her body.
“Ashlyn, I think you have changed my world forever,” Brandon whispered.
His voice caused Ashlyn’s mouth to fall a little open. She licked her lips and smiled up at him. She wanted to say something clever, something that Brandon would never forget. She couldn’t think of anything. It didn’t matter. Brandon was already leaning down to kiss her.
Brandon carefully placed one hand in her hair. He slowly kissed her, and Ashlyn leaned into his lips. Cautiously, Brandon split her lips and pushed his tongue through. His tongue came through and found Ashlyn’s. Urgency and innate need controlled Ashlyn. She sat up rapidly and ignored the pounding in her forehead.
She reached forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. Brandon’s right hand wandered down her arm and to her hip. He squeezed her tightly. The desire in Ashlyn was taking over her body. She pushed her pelvis up into him then fumbled around to feel the front of his pants.
Brandon pushed himself even harder into her, and he bit down on her lip at the same time. Ashlyn groaned, not able to contain her pleasure.
Brandon pushed her back onto the bed, and Ashlyn lay still as Brandon slowly loosened her bra and pulled the straps off her arms one at a time. He stared at her for a minute before his eyes flicked back up to her. Ashlyn pushed her chest up toward him, inviting him to touch her. He slowly moistened the end of his finger, his tongue playing with the edge. Ashlyn watched his finger as he slowly moved it downward and began caressing her nipple. Ashlyn grit her teeth, scared of moaning so loudly that everyone else would be alerted.
