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I thought that once I built up the courage to tell Cash that I was a virgin and wanted my first time to be with him, the worst would be behind me. But I was wrong. This was so much harder and it felt like there was so much more on the line.
Tears of frustration and sadness begin to fill up in my lower lids as we pulled up to Mrs. B’s. It was a stately white heritage house with upper and lower balconies that were drenched in greenery. All I had to do was make it up to the porch and then I could let myself go.
I reached for the door, hoping to escape before Cash saw me getting emotional. “Thanks for…driving and everything.”
“Cheyenne.” He put his hand on my knee and I stilled but didn’t turn my head to look at him. “Look at me,” he commanded.
I sniffed as I wiped beneath my eyes hoping to erase any evidence of my emotional state. “Yeah?” I asked as if I had no idea why he’d stopped me from getting out of the truck or asked me to look at him.
When I turned to face him, I could see the worry and care in his stare and his tenderness opened the floodgates. Huge, crocodile tears fell down my face.
“Do you regret last night?”
“No!” I quickly corrected him as I wiped my hands across my cheeks.
He pulled a bandana from his back pocket and handed it to me. I’d seen him do the same thing during his mom’s party when Mitch’s daughter started crying talking about how much she loved being a mom.
I’d thought his chivalrous gesture was sexy then, and I thought it was even sexier now.
“No.” I took the bandana and wiped my face. “I’m not crying because of that. Last night was perfect. It was better than I ever imagined it could be. The whole trip was perfect, that’s why I’m crying.”
“You’re crying because the trip was perfect?”
I nodded as my lip began to tremble again. “Yeah, because it’s over. I don’t want the perfect to be over.”
His face relaxed for the first time today. His shoulders dropped and he lifted his hand and cupped my face. The next few seconds happened in slow motion as he leaned toward me.
My lips parted a second before his mouth captured mine in a sweet, soft kiss that made me forget everything except how good it felt to be kissed by Cash.
When we’d kissed last night, I’d been taken by surprise at how amazing it felt. This time, I was taken by surprise by the fact that he was doing it in a public place. Well, not exactly public, but parked in a truck in front of Mrs. B’s which in Firefly was about as public as making out on the pier.
I lost myself in the sensations that overtook me as Cash’s masterful lips and tongue kissed every worry and stress away.
When he pulled away I wasn’t ready for the kiss to end, but I knew that it had to. I was still breathing heavily and sitting in stunned silence when he came around to the passenger seat and helped me out.
He grabbed my bags out of the back and started to walk up the brick path that led to the porch.
“I can take them.” I reached for the straps of my overnight bag.
“Are you sure? I don’t mind.”
“I’m sure. Thank you again…for everything.” I didn’t look back as I walked up the steps to the boarding house, I just kept moving forward.
I didn’t want anyone to ruin what we’d just shared. And I was scared if he brought my stuff in then people would start talking and putting in their two cents. Which I knew was going to happen, I just wanted to have a few more seconds of perfect.
So much had changed in the past week that I honestly felt like a different person as I walked up the steps to Mrs. B’s. Technically, I hadn’t found what I was looking for, but in a lot of ways, I felt like I had.
When I stepped inside the lobby I grabbed my phone to check what room Reagan had said that they were in. My head was down when something hit it. I looked up and saw a gorgeous brunette sitting beside a stroller wearing a horrified expression.
“I’m so sorry,” the dark-haired beauty stood and reached for the teething ring that had fallen next to my feet after bouncing off my head.
“It’s okay.” I smiled as I leaned down, picked up the toy, and handed it back to her.
“She’s in a throwing stage. Food. Bottles. Toys.” The woman lifted the offending ring.
I looked down and saw the most gorgeous baby I think I’d ever seen before. If she wasn’t the Gerber baby, the brand was missing out. She had huge blue eyes and dark hair that curled up at the ends. Seeing her made me wonder if Cash and I had a baby what she or he would look like.
“Your daughter is so beautiful.”
