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He rips a condom off the pack in the soap dish, cursing at his slipping hands as he works it on. Then he’s back at myentrance.
"Don't worry, darling," he whispers at my ear. “I won’t let youfall.”
Those words areeverything.
I know he has feelings for me. I don't know if they're love, but they'resomething.
When he strokes inside, I do fall, but not to theground.
His arm bands around my body, palming my breast possessively as he braces the other hand on thewall.
I’m his. Maybe I’ve always been his. It should be terrifying, but mostly I just want it. I want someone who wants me for me, who knows me and craves me and doesn’t want me tochange.
He builds us both up until I’m gasping, the thick, humid air filling my desperate lungs while he rasps in my ear. Ben’s everywhere, filling me and surroundingme.
I never want it toend.
* * *
Benand I spend Saturdaytogether.
AndSunday.
It’s like the Vineyard and nothing like it, because this isn’t a vacation. It’s stunningnormalcy.
He comes to the climbing gym withme.
He makes me coffee from the fancy machine Tris bought him as we catch up on email side byside.
We visit hismom.
We get brunch with our friends, who send us looks as if we’re complete idiots for eachother.
Because weare.
And thesex…
We can’t stop touching and kissing. It’s as if every second he’s not inside me is awaste.
“Everything good?” Ben asks Monday morning, coming in his front door, wearing dress pants that cling distractingly to his strong legs and a midnight blue shirt with the cuffs stillundone.
I didn’t bring my charger to his place, since I’m not in the habit of crashing at guys’ places all weekend, so I had to swap off with Ben, who has the sameone.
“Lily’s back from spending the weekend with friends." My phone died once and I forced myself not to panic about her being out of touch. Sure enough, I got her text thismorning.
"Bet you're breathing easiernow."
"It's stupid. I know she's not going to up and leave. She's not Vi, and she’s not going to drop out of school and vanishovernight.”
Ben’s brows pull together. “If I’ve never said it, I’m sorry that happened. I know how it feels to have someone walk away fromyou.”
Conflicting emotions have my gut clenching, a reminder that there's still something between us. I start to reach for my bracelet before realizing Ben took it off me Friday night. Saturday, I tucked it into my purse forsafekeeping.
“Ben…”
He holds up a package. “I bought you a charger. For nexttime.”
For nexttime.
