He gave me a naughty grin. “Did I? Maybe you won’t need any.”
Going over to where he stood at the foot of the bed, I pressed my body against his. “Are we gonna do it?” I asked in a scandalized tone.
His eyes were hooded as he licked his bottom lip. His body was stiff as he gazed down. Relaxing visibly, he teased, “I’m offended, Gianna. You make me feel cheap. Don’t you want to make love to me?”
“I don’t remember love ever being mentioned between us,” I said casually, feeling mixed up inside. Caleb didn’t say anything in response, so to spare his player sensibilities and myself unneeded embarrassment, I went back to the original topic. “So, do you?”
He looked confused as he slowly asked, “Do I?” He must’ve still been on the second topic that I now desperately wanted to avoid. “Oh, um, I don’t think that’s a good idea,” he said carefully. “I’m exhausted from the drive and I don’t think you want your first time to be in some crappy hotel, in some crappy town in Utah. Especially not after the drama with your mom today. Plus, it should be special for you and I wouldn’t want to put in a poor performance after driving all day.”
Wow, if I didn’t know better, I’d have thought Caleb was nervous at the prospect of having sex with me. His rambling was uncharacteristic. Was Mr. Sexy Player nervous about having sex with little ole virgin me? Interesting. And perhaps my chance at payback for his trick earlier.
“Caleb?” I said his name sweetly.
“Yes, Gianna?” Caleb’s face wore a strange expression, a mixture of excitement and wariness.
“You wouldn’t happen to be nervous at the thought of us having sex, would you?”
He hesitated before answering. “Maybe a little.” His forehead wrinkled as he cleared his throat. “It’s just that you’re a virgin and I normally avoid sex with virgins, too much potential for disaster.” He visibly shuddered. “On top of that, you’re special to me. I don’t want to mess it up.”
“Potential for disaster,” I echoed his words. Well that’s a turn on, I thought sarcastically.
Caleb seemed to recognize his poor choice of words in describing my state of virginity. He tried to recover by saying, “Not that I think it’d be a disaster between you and me. I just think if we are going to do it on this trip, as you so eloquently put it, then we should wait until we’re in Vegas. When we aren’t tired and we’re in a nicer hotel.”
“This is such a surreal moment. After all the guys who have tried to get in my pants . . . and I’m getting shot down.” I shook my head in disbelief. “Amazing.”
Caleb’s lips turned up in a cocky grin. “I am enjoying the experience of you begging for it.”
I shoved his chest. “I so wasn’t begging.”
“Whatever you say,” he taunted.
I stroked his arm, giving him a flirtatious look. “We’ll see who does the begging before this trip is over.”
Moving away from him, I rummaged through his bag and pulled out one of his t-shirts. With my back still to him, I took off my clothes and stood in just my bra and panties. The bra went next. The chorus of that old R&B song by Tweet about stripping off her clothes began running through my head. The sound of him hissing in a breath made me smile. I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing as I pulled the t-shirt over my head.
Turning around to meet his dark eyes, I asked in the most innocent tone I could muster, “What?”
Standing up with clenched fists, his hazel eyes darker than usual, he rasped out, “I’m going to take a shower.”
Right before he closed the bathroom door, I called out, “A cold shower?” The door slammed shut and a moment later the water turned on. I dropped onto the bed and gave my laughter free reign.
CALEB
Wrapping a towel around my waist before leaving the bathroom, I found Gianna already asleep on the bed, looking all sweet and sexy in my shirt. I couldn’t believe she’d stripped in front of me. Even getting only the back view of her, it was the hottest thing I’d ever been privileged to witness. Amazingly, it was even hotter than two chicks making out.
How much hotter was the front view going to be? Not to mention the sex. Dammit, if I didn’t stop thinking about it, I was going to need another shower. I pulled on some basketball shorts and slipped under the covers with her. Lying on my stomach, with one arm draped over her, I thought how nice it’d be to sleep with her like this all the time.
Especially after sex.
*****
The next morning, I came awake with my arms and legs wrapped around Gianna. Not able to resist her sleeping face, I woke her up by showering kisses all over it. She grumbled moodily and pushed my face away. “Go away, Caleb.”