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Author Note: Hey guys, here's chapter 11. It took me a while to update, but this is a super long chapter. My longest chapter yet, by far and I hope you all enjoy it!
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It was Wednesday morning at Spenser, right after English class and Reid and I were making our way through the halls to get to math class. One good thing about math class was that we didn't have to look at Aaron's ugly face, plus Reid and I got to sit next to each other. We did have Ryan though, but he didn't say much to us unless Aaron was around. Of course, neither did Bordy. Only when Aaron was near did it seem like the two of them had voices. I guess that was good news for us then, since we didn't have to listen to asshole remarks all throughout class.
I was now sitting next to Reid and doodling in my notebook as he obnoxiously, but discreetly enough, blew into my ear to distract me from the current lecture about… well I wasn't sure because Reid was doing a pretty good job at keeping my attention.
"Will you stop it?" I asked in a hushed voice, not looking up from my doodles. I knew he could hear me. He was close enough.
"I could, but where would the fun be in that? What would I do then?" he asked quietly, sarcasm in his voice. I was sure there was a smirk on his face.
"Gee, I don't know. You could actually try to learn," I replied, I playful smile crossing my face.
He made a pouting face. "But that's boring, babe. Why would I want to do something like that?"
I rolled my eyes and laughed.
"Mr. Garwin, Ms. Danvers, just what is so interesting that you feel you don't need to listen like the rest of the class?" Mr. Stevens, the fifty-something year old professor asked us. All eyes were on us.
"Uh…" I started.
"How awesome polynomials are, Mr. S," Reid replied grinning and looking at me out of the corner of his eye. I couldn't believe he could think on his feet so quickly. How the hell did he even know the word polynomial when he slept through class half of the time and worked to bug me, the other half? He never ceased to amaze or amuse me.
Needless to say, Mr. S wasn't quite as impressed with Reid's response as I was.
"Is that so? Mr. Garwin, I'd like you to switch seats with Mr. Bael for the rest of the hour."
Reid's grin dropped and his eyes narrowed as they fell on Ryan who was now gathering up his things and starting to walk up the steps to his new temporary seat.
"Are you sure?" he asked, the cockiness back in his voice.
Now Mr. Stevens was looking even less amused, if that was even possible. He never looked very enthralled with anything, not even what he was teaching about.
"Yes, I'm positive. Now move."
I sighed. "At least it's not permanent," I mumbled.
Reid didn't move.
"Reid, go, you're going to get into even more trouble. Just go," I whispered.
He looked hesitant and then almost territorial as Ryan finally reached us, standing on the stairs waiting for Reid to move. He gave him another narrow eyed look before grabbing his bag and going to flop himself down in Ryan's uninhabited seat.
Ryan sat down next to me and gave me a quick glance, but said nothing. When we were finally released from the monotone voice of our math teacher for the day, he allowed us to work quietly on our homework for the last ten minutes of class.
I was still doodling in my notebook because I figured that while Reid had swim practice, I would hang out in Sarah and Kate's dorm room like usual and while we were talking, I could get the homework done with no problem.
A throat was cleared next to me and I glanced up to see Ryan looking slightly uncomfortable, but nonetheless, his gaze was on me.
"Can I help you?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
It wasn't that I disliked Ryan, I just hated who he hung around with and I didn't like the two-faced person that he was. Like I said before, he used to be pretty decently friendly, until he got around Aaron. I wasn't sure just how warped he was now. It was possible that he had gotten to be even ruder the longer he was hanging with Aaron. Abbot, himself didn't used to be all that bad either.
Some time during the end of freshman year and the beginning of sophomore year, he turned into a complete dick. I think it was because he was jealous of Caleb being the so-called Golden Boy, even though he hated that name. I also don't think that Aaron wanted to be the Golden Boy, as much as he wanted to beat him. But I digress.
"Uh, yeah, do you have an extra pen I could borrow? Mine ran out of ink," Ryan replied, holding up his dead pen for good measure.
"Sure." I rummaged through my bag briefly before I found a blue ball point pen. "Here."
He gave me a weak smile. "Thanks."
"Don't you know you're supposed to use a pencil on math?" I asked casually, going back to my drawing, okay so they were doodles, but I had managed to draw a flower, so that was an accomplishment.
I looked down at Reid who was only a few rows ahead of us. He seemed like he was working on his homework or like he was trying to. He kept glancing up at us. He could be smart when he actually applied himself, however I could see why Mr. S would bore the shit out of him.
Ryan snorted. "Well then I guess you could call me a rebel."
I knew a certain rebel whose name was Reid and Ryan didn't even compare. "A rebel, huh?" I asked peeking over at his notebook. "Is that why you're writing a love letter instead of doing the homework?"
He slapped his hand over his paper, frowning. "It's not a love letter. It's my English paper, if you have to know."
"Well, I really didn't. You could have kept it to yourself and let me go on thinking you were into writing love letters," I replied setting my pencil down and looking up at the clock on the front of the room. The bell was going to ring soon.
"Yeah, cause that's a masculine quality," he muttered, beginning to pack his things up.
"Hey, you never know, some girls are into that." I was all packed up now and my bag was sitting on my desk waiting to be thrown over my shoulder.
"Might you be one of those girls, Roxanne?" he asked raising an eyebrow, a smirk far less sexy than my blonde hot-head who was now glaring up at us. So Ryan had his moments of being tolerable, I didn't say it was all the time.
It was my turn to snort. "Yeah, right. Don't flatter yourself, Ryan." The bell finally rang and I stood up ready to go, but Ryan was closer to the aisle and stood up first sort of blocking me.
Before I knew it, Reid, my cocky knight in fingerless gloves was in sight, standing behind Ryan. "Move it, Bael. Come on, Roxi." He and Ryan exchanged rather hostile looks and I figured that Ryan had definitely turned into more of an asshole even when he wasn't around Aaron. Hmm, it seemed that even more had changed since I had been gone than I fully realized.
Reid held his hand out to me and I took it following him down the stairs. "So, you and Bael have a nice chat?" He sounded a bit bitter at the moment and I wondered why he was so irritated with me.
"Not really. You're not angry with me are you? Because I didn't switch your seats," I replied flatly as we headed out of the room.
Reid grimaced and shook his head as he pulled me off to the side by some empty lockers. "No, I'm not mad. I just… didn't like him talking to you." His thumb rubbed the back of my hand soothingly like he was trying to prevent me from being mad at him.
I raised an eyebrow amused. "Wait, you're not jealous are you?" I asked, a satisfied smile tugging at my lips. I liked the idea of him feeling jealous instead of me for once.
I was always jealous of girls that Reid talked before because I knew that he was interested in them and he didn't think about me like that. Now I wasn't quite as jealous, but it still bugged me when girls smiled at him in the hall or in class. I couldn't help it. I guess in a way I still felt like I was in a competition with all the girls that Reid was with in the past. It was probably stupid, but it couldn't really be helped.
He looked uncomfortable for a moment, but quickly regained his composure. "No, I just don't like him speaking to you. That's all."
My smiled widened. "I think you're jealous, but it's okay. You don't have to admit it."
Reid sighed. "Yeah, okay. So are you all packed for tonight?" he asked looking excited and grinning.
"Yep, I packed everything up last night."
"Nice. So, we'll just pick your stuff up after school. Caleb drove today, didn't he?"
"Yep, did you bring your car to school?" I asked. I found out that he mostly kept it at his parents' house, safe in the four car garage. I didn't remember seeing it out in the parking lot, but then again when I was greeted by a grinning Reid much like every school day, my focus was somewhere else.
"Of course. How else were we going to get around, Roxi?"
"I don't know. It's sunny out, we could have walked. Or stolen Ty's Hummer," I said grinning.
"Just another reminder of why I like you so much, babe" he said smiling with approval.
We walked to my Chemistry class that I had with Caleb. Reid kissed me quickly before going off to his own class.
Sarah was just finishing up a story about a recent dream she had about creepy ass spiders crawling on her. Spiders were certainly my least favorite thing in the entire world, so I majorly sympathized with her. I not only didn't like the way that they moved and looked at me with their billions of little eyes or however many they had, but I remembered reading something about them in The Book of Damnation. It was possible that I held such a disgust and fear for them because of the fact that they were in the book at all. It just made it worst.
Fucking spiders. Ugh, I was getting the creeps just thinking about them.
I hoped that I didn't find any at Reid's house. I'd been lucky so far to find only one on my wall last week… around 2 o'clock in the morning. Caleb wasn't too pleased to wake up to me screaming and slamming my gym shoe against the wall a million times to make sure it was completely dead. First he thought I was being attacked and when I told him that the spider was plotting to murder me in my sleep he just hadn't made a move yet, so I beat him to it, Caleb looked exasperated and went back to his room. I wasn't so sure if my aunt even opened an eye, she was delving into the whiskey that night.
Spiders and I didn't see eye to eye and incidents like that happened a lot around me. I'd especially been seeing them lately around at school. I figured they were stalking me, but that made me sound a little paranoid. Those hideous, little creepers would do best to stay away from me. Or else I'd be kicking some spider ass. But again, I digress.
Anyway, Sarah was just telling us about her spider dream (which I was fairly accustomed to) when Reid knocked on the dorm room door and said that it was time to go. Swim practice ended around 6:00, sometimes later, so I'd been hanging with my girls for quite a while.
I hugged my girlies good-bye and walked out with him to get to the car… well after we had shared a long heated kiss in the hallway of the dorms that had us getting yelled at by a unsuspecting janitor who just so happened to walked around the corner at the precise moment that Reid's hand started to slide up my skirt, ghosting over the flesh of my thigh.
We laughed our asses off on the way to the car at how awkward the janitor looked like he felt, well mostly just Reid was. I was nearly too embarrassed to laugh. Then we went out to the car and set off to my house so that I could get my stuff. I didn't pack too much. The agreement was that I stayed there with him for the rest of the week until the Fall Fest. After all, we'd probably go out for Caleb's birthday at some point; something planned around the time he ascended.
When the thought of ascending crossed my mind, I realized that Reid really hadn't been using very much around me. I turned to him in my seat as he drove, his eyes on the road.
"You haven't been using as much as I thought," I said quietly.
His eyes slid over to me briefly before focusing back on the road. "Did you want me to be?"
I shook my head. "No, I'm just glad that you're not."
He smiled and lifted his hand off of the shifter. He jerked his head toward it and I placed my hand on the stick, soon to be covered with his own hand. "Good. I like to make you happy, Roxi."
I smiled. "You do. So, are you ready for tonight?" I asked leaning over to kiss his cheek.
He smirked. "Are you hinting at something, babe?"
I shook my head. "No, but I'm excited. Aren't you? I mean, it's just the two of us tonight alone in a big house. It's kind of liberating."
Reid chuckled. "You sound like a little kid all excited because they're parents left them home alone for a bit."
"Aren't you the least bit energized, Reid?"
"Of course I am. I get to spend time with you, now don't I? What could be more exciting than that?" he asked pulling my hand up in his and kissing it before setting our linked hands back over the gear shifter.
We turned into the driveway and Reid parked the car, hopping out with me to help me with my bags.
"I really didn't pack a whole lot. I probably could have carried them by myself."
"Why would I let you carry them by yourself while I sit in the car being useless? Now where's your stuff?" he asked as he waited for me to lead the way.
"Up in my room."
We walked up stairs and into my room where my two medium sized bags sat on my bed. "Wow, you pack pretty light. I forgot that about you."
I nodded. "Yeah, it's only three days, plus I didn't think that I needed to pack five bags worth of stuff that wouldn't even get looked at."
The bags in hand, he went down the stairs and out the door first. Keys in his pocket, he set one of my bags down to open the trunk before putting them both in.
"Thanks," I told him as he closed the trunk.
Reid shrugged. "No problem. It's in my job description."
"Oh? And what exactly is your occupation?" I asked. We had never really clarified if we were actually in a relationship. I mean, our feelings were out there and everything, but it was never declared official or anything, but that might have been my fault when I wanted to keep things from Caleb at first. Maybe that had slowed us down.
He turned around to lean against the trunk, pulling me closer to him as I stood facing him. "Well, I'm currently applying for the position of, I think it's called, the boyfriend of the lovely Roxanne, but that's only if she'll have me." He had a small smile on.
I smiled back only wider. "Oh, I think she's done interviewing and wants to hire."
"Oh, yeah, you think so?" he asked, his smile widening like mine. His arms encircled my waist, pulling me flush against him.
"More than anything," I replied before pulling his head down to meet mine in a passionate kiss.
So many emotions were swirling through me at that moment. Passion, excitement, happiness, anxiety, desire. Desire? That was probably a really bad feeling to have when we were going to be all alone tonight and the next night, and the next. I wasn't sure where it came from, but I guess it wasn't the first time I had felt it with Reid. That night in the pool all I could think about was his hands on me and his body so close to mine. I had wanted more.
When we broke apart, Reid was smirking at me and I found that my hands had moved into his hair and under his shirt pressed into his lower abs on their own accord. Needless to say, I was blushing furiously and I pulled my hands back like he was made of fire. Hell, he might as well have been since he somehow always managed to make me so warm.
I bit my lip nervously. "Sorry," I mumbled embarrassed for the second time today, only this time it was totally my fault.
His smirk widened. "That was nothing to be sorry for, babe. You could have continued if you wanted to. Believe me, I wouldn't have stopped you."
"Oh, stop," I replied, my face as warm as the rest of me as I pulled away completely. "Let's go."
Reid chuckled, but followed me and opened my door for me. "Alright. We'll go to my house then, girlfriend of mine."
I hopped into the car, a smile on my face, and he closed the door, going around the front of the Chevelle to get in on the driver's side. I really loved the idea of us straightening things out. I loved the idea of being his girlfriend and him being my boyfriend. Just the fact that he called me his girlfriend made my heart soar. It was such a happy feeling and I couldn't be more delighted to hear the words come out of his mouth.
The drive to Reid's house wasn't all that long and we spent the majority of it in silence, just listening to music. Each of us in our own minds just thinking. I had no clue as to what was running through Reid's head, but when we pulled up and into the long driveway in front of the Garwin's home, he was grinning like crazy.
"We're here. Home sweet home," he said pulling the key out of the ignition and getting out.
I followed in suit and just stared at the huge house, if you could even call it that, which stood before me. It reminded me of Caleb's house in its size and style, but the inside was more modern than that. Auntie Ev had never really gotten around to changing anything in the house since Uncle James went to the old colony house. Gwen, Reid's mother, had certainly kept up with the times. Everything in the place was white leather and marble. The most expensive and stylish of furnishings decorated the rooms of the house. It was beautiful just like I remembered it.
We kicked our shoes off by the door when we entered. Then we tossed my bags on the living room floor and Reid threw his school uniform jacket onto a nearby leather couch and went into the kitchen to get something to eat. Reid opened the fridge and pulled out two steaks in a clear container.
"Romantic dinner, anyone?" he asked grinning as he set the steaks in their container down on the cold, marble counter.
"Sign me up," I said smiling and plopping myself down in a soft bar stool around the marbled island in the middle of the kitchen. "That's very sweet of you."
He looked at me. "What? Cooking a steak for my girl?" He shrugged. "I try."
I laughed and watched as he sprinkled seasoning over the two pieces of meat on a plate. Then he walked to the edge of the kitchen and opened one of the French doors leading out onto the large patio where a stainless steal grill sat waiting to be used. I hopped down off of the stool and followed him out.
Reid lifted the grill's lid and started it before setting the steaks down. I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around him from behind, burying my face in his white shirt, the scent of him filling my lungs. "Well, you're doing a great job."
The sizzle of the steaks signaled that he had dropped them onto the grill. His bigger hands covered mine on his waist and he lifted them up to his lips, placing soft kisses on both of my hands.
"How do you like your steak?"
"Medium-ish," I replied sighing into his back.
"One medium steak coming up then. Are you planning on holding on all night?" he asked, giving my hands a squeeze before setting them back on his waist and flipping the meat on the grill with a nearby spatula.
"Hmm, well I was thinking about it," I said smiling against his white shirt.
"Well, I have no complaints. You pressed up against me for any amount of time sounds like a good plan to me." I felt like he was smirking even though I couldn't see it.
"Reid," I whined. "You're ruining a cute moment."
He turned around, my hands in his and that sneaky look on his face. "It doesn't have to be cute. It could be very hot."
He pulled me into a mind blowing kiss that left me speechless and mindless and I was stunned even when he pulled away to flip the steaks over, a satisfied look on his face. After a bit longer of me standing there contemplating the effect Reid had on me, the steaks were done and we went inside to eat, sitting in the dining room at the large wooden table. In the fridge, were some left over mashed potatoes from his parents' dinner last night that we threw in the microwave to heat them up.
The food was great. The steaks were tender and I wondered where the hell Reid learned how to cook. It would definitely make things easier when we all went camping. Speaking of which.
"Hey, what do you think about a camping trip? Just the guys, me, Sarah, and Kate. We've always talked about it," I said before taking the last bite of my tasty steak.
Reid smiled. "Yeah, we did talk about it a lot. Sounds like a good idea to me. When do you want to go?"
I sipped from the glass of sprite I had. "In the next couple of weeks before it starts getting too cold."
He nodded. "Yeah, but I'm sure I could keep you warm."
If only he knew every time he kissed me that I was warmer than ever. "Sure you could," I said rolling my eyes playfully and setting down my fork.
"Oh, you don't think I could, do you?" he asked, his eyes glinting as he grinned.
"Nope," I answered shaking my head, a smile on my lips.
"I think you'll be sorry about that." He was getting up now, his expression teasing, yet it was like he was stalking his prey.
"I don't think so." I pushed my chair back slowly and began getting up myself trying to keep eye contact while searching in my mind for the quickest way out.
"You're wrong about that one, baby." And then he ran around the table to get me.
I screamed and took off out of the dining room and out through the living room to get up the stairs. Reid was hot on my tail as I flung myself into his room. He took that opportunity to gently tackle me on his bed and pin me down with his body. By now, I could hardly stop laughing and then Reid started to chuckle, too.
When we calmed down a bit he looked down at me and smiled. "Truth or dare?" he asked.
I raised an eyebrow and there was still quite a bit of adrenaline rushing through me at that point from the chase. Normally I would have wondered where that question came from, but at the moment I figured what the hell?
"Dare."
"Kiss me right now. The way you want to kiss me, not like you're being careful. It's just you and me here now. Kiss me," he replied in a husky voice, his blue gaze never waving for a second from mine. Lust burned in his eyes.
A rush of heat fled to my stomach and lower and my heartbeat sped up, fluttering even faster than it had been before. There was that desire again and it appeared that I wasn't the only one that was feeling it.
I hesitated for a short moment before reaching up to meet Reid's warm, inviting mouth with my own. There was nothing slow or soft about this kiss. It was incredibly hot and uninhibited and I realized that I really had been holding back before just because of the fact that things were new and other people were around or could be around. This time no one was going to interrupt or walk in on us because we were alone in Reid's empty house in his cozy little room.
The room was getting dark because the sun was going down. After all, it was probably around 8:00 and sort of cloudy now, but I could still see his eyes until I closed mine and lost myself in the kiss. This is what he had been asking for. All of our kisses before this one had been careful and I had been holding back for the sake of possibly being caught.
We had explored each other very little previously, but I knew at least something that Reid really liked. I ran my hands through his blonde hair and tugged lightly on the ends. Reid groaned in response just like I had predicted and pulled me closer to his body by my hips.
Our hips were flush against one another and his hands were running up and down my sides before they slid under my shirt. There was a throb at the meeting of our hips and I wasn't sure which of us it was emanating from. Reid's fingers grazed across the bottom of my bra and along the top of my breasts.
I moaned softly into his mouth and his hands retreated, grabbing onto the bottom of my shirt and tugging. He wanted it off? Well, so did I. Earlier at the dorms, I had changed into a simple white tank top, but kept my skirt on which was a lot easier to deal with than a button up blouse for school.
Breaking the kiss, I yanked my shirt over my head and tossed it off to the side. Where it went, I didn't care. And now, since we were being so demanding, I wanted his shirt off as well. Reid's blue eyes were on my chest which was no surprise to me, but I needed his attention back on what I wanted.
Pulling on his shirt, I looked up at him. "Off, now."
I didn't know where the demanding, domineering side of me came from, but Reid didn't seem to mind. He smirked and his eyes smoldered as he tore his shirt off and threw it behind him. Immediately our lips connected again. I moaned just from the added contact of our semi bare bodies touching. Skin against skin. It hadn't been the same in the pool. This was much more intense. And there was so much heat between us now that it was almost overwhelming. Almost. My hands ran over his toned body trying to memorize every part of him that I could.
His mouth drifted from mine and I was a bit thankful because I found it harder and harder to breathe and my breath was coming in short gasps, but that was mostly from his mouth on my bare flesh. Reid nipped along my collarbone and down to the top of my breasts exposed from my black, lacy bra. His hands were again on my thighs and as things were picking up their pace, I found them on the rim of my skirt, unzipping it and pulling it down along my legs.
For some reason none of this bothered me and when Reid's lips left my skin so that he could pull back and take a good look at me, I barely blushed. Where ever this new found confidence had come from, I didn't mind it. Over me, Reid grinned and his eyes skimmed over my semi-nude body. I supposed that it was because of my black lace, cheeky panties, as well. Then they stopped and widened slightly.
"What is this?" he asked, pulling slightly on the corner of my underwear.
I looked down perplexed. "Huh? Oh," I said quietly.
Reid had found my tattoo. It was a tiny, white rose sticking through a heart that I had gotten out in Italy. I guess my swimsuit hadn't ridden as low as my panties and so Reid hadn't seen it before. I needed to get it small and in a place it wouldn't show because my parents would have freaked out and never let me leave the house ever. So I figured that an inch or two in from my hipbone would have been a good place to get it where no one would see it… except maybe Reid now.
"A tattoo?" he asked, his eyes meeting mine and burning with a new bout of lust. When I nodded in reply, he grinned, a slow, sexy grin. "That's very sexy and naughty of you, Roxanne."
I smirked. I liked making Reid hot and bothered like that. It made me fell kind of powerful, not to mention lusty myself. I couldn't help being so attracted to Reid. I didn't remember any past boyfriend of mine being able to get me this turned on. Ever.
Our gazes only lasted a few more electric moments until Reid pulled my face back to his in another searing kiss that left me absolutely breathless right away. I yanked on the waist band of his pants. He chuckled lightly against my lips as I groaned in frustration when I tried to get his zipper down and it didn't work quickly enough.
Where did this new person come from that was practically stripping my boyfriend of his clothing. I guess I didn't mind. It wasn't like I hadn't seen Reid in his boxers before, so it didn't bother me when he kicked them off of his legs. Now even more bare skin was touching and it was driving me crazy. We broke apart for a brief moment and I took this opportunity to kiss that hard chest of his.
Even his skin tasted delicious and I found my tongue flicking out and over the flesh of his left pectoral, earning a pleased groan from Reid as his hands slid up my thighs to cup my butt. He squeezed and I gasped lightly arching into his hips and away from his hands, finding my mouth soon invaded by his again.
Something hard was pressing between my legs and I figured I knew what it was. It made me have to catch my breath into the kiss at the reaction of my own body in response to that. My hands lingered over his abs and ran along the waistband of his boxers just teasing him really because now that I knew how turned on he really was, I felt good about it. I felt his lips twitch in the kiss just before our tongues touched once again.
His lips parted from mine once more and he took the chance to kiss my neck, searching for my sweet spot. One of Reid's hands slid along my hip to trace along the line of my panties and my breathing picked up it's pace again. And just as a finger looped through the strap to pull them down slowly, my thoughts kicked into a high gear about just where this was going. Worry started to eat at me.
"Reid," I said, my voice sounding breathy.
He hummed against my skin making an involuntary, pleasured shiver slither down my spine.
"We have to stop." I tried to sound like I wasn't seconds away from tearing the remained of our clothes off and doing things to him that I had only imagined in my dreams. "I haven't— We can't—"
Reid sighed and I was cut off by his lips touching mine softly, all heat simmering down. "Shh, calm down, Roxi." His fingertips danced across my skin as they moved around my waist. He kissed my cheek.
"I'm sorry," I said quietly. I felt remorse for stopping us, but I wasn't quite ready yet.
"For what, baby?" he asked rolling us onto our sides and nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck, breathing deeply.
"I want you, I really do, but," I began, "I'm not ready yet." I swallowed, biting my lip in anticipation of his response.
"You're a virgin aren't you?" he asked softly in my ear before pressing his lips to it.
I blushed, all traces of that lust-filled girl from before gone. "Yeah." I whispered it like that was going to change things. It didn't.
I wanted us to be madly in love when we finally had sex, but right now we were just two young adults completely close with each other and there was a sense of love and protection. It wasn't enough. I wanted us to be in love. Deeply in love with each other. We weren't there yet and I wasn't sure that even if we were, I wouldn't be a little nervous to be that open with someone.
"I figured as much," he replied. Reid pulled back to look at me, one of his hands coming up to cup my cheek. "That's not necessarily a bad thing, babe. At least I know, I'll get to you first before somebody else does."
I smiled and playfully hit his arm. "Reid!"
"What? I'm serious. If somebody is gonna pop your cherry, I want it to be me."
"Wow, you just put it so romantically," I said flatly, rolling my eyes.
Reid held my face so I was looking directly into his blue orbs. "I want to be your first. Maybe your last. But I want you, Roxanne Danvers and I'll do whatever it takes for you to be ready, even if that means waiting."
He was serious; his expression, his tone, everything about him was somber. I was taken back, but relieved and pleased about what he had said. He had sounded... dedicated.
I kissed him and smiled. "Thank you for respecting that."
"Hey, didn't I tell you before? It's all part of my job description as your boyfriend. I'd never force you into anything anyway, you know that," he said kissing my forehead.
"I know," I whispered, curling up closer to him.
Reid turned the upper half of his body around and sighed before turning back to me. "It's almost nine o'clock and a school night, but I say to hell with that shit. Wanna watch a movie?" He grinned.
I nodded. "Yeah, what are you suggesting?"
"Comedy. Maybe a spoof. How do you feel about Scary Movie?" he asked letting me go and rolling over and off of the bed to stand up, going over to flip the light on.
I noticed the bulge that had been present in his boxers earlier was no longer visible and I wondered if I had killed it when I was freaked out and asked him to stop. I hoped that I didn't always have that effect on him; the killing of the mood part, I mean.
"Great," I answered, cuddling into his pillows on his king-sized bed wishing it was Reid I was snuggling into instead.
"Do you want something to sleep in? Your bags are all downstairs."
I looked down at my lingerie clad body. "Maybe a shirt?"
"Sure thing." He rummaged around in a dresser drawer for a moment before pulling out a large white T-shirt before tossing it to me.
"Thank you!" I said happily.
He walked to his shelf by his giant TV and pulled out a DVD case, opening it and the DVD player mounted on the wall. While he attention was directed else wear I unclipped my bra and dropped it onto the floor. Then I pulled the large T-shirt over my head. It was big enough to reach just a bit past my waist and it was really comfy.
After setting things up and grabbed the remote and threw himself down on the bed next to me, bouncing us both.
I smiled as his arms came around me from behind to pull me close to him, I placed my arms over his and laced my fingers with both of his hands.
"I'm really glad you're staying here with me, baby," he said placing a chaste kiss on my neck as Carmen Electra grabbed a banana and ran outside on screen.
"Me, too, Reid." I cuddled more against him, getting comfortable. "Right now I probably would have been reading Harry Potter or something. Maybe watching TV."
Reid snorted behind me. "Ugh, that guy again. Come on, Roxi," he replied playfully, although there was an underlying irritation. He still hated him. A completely fictional character and he hated him.
"Yep, aren't you glad you're here to entertain me instead of him?" I asked grinning.
"I still don't know why you're so amused by him."
"You're kind of cute when you're harmlessly jealous like this."
"Oh, well, I'm glad my jealousy amuses you then," he said sarcastically.
I turned my head and kissed him. Then I settled back down on the pillow. Reid's head was nuzzled into my neck, just listening to the movie.
Two of the main characters were having a comical, frisky scene before the girl told her boyfriend they had to stop and his hand got shocked by her electrical fence of a chastity belt.
"That sounds like us," I mumbled.
"Nah, we're definitely better looking and this is real," Reid answered, giving my neck another gentle kiss.
And he was right. This all was very real and I couldn't have been more pleased about it.
"Oh and by the way," he began, his lips moving against my neck, "I made sure that this place was spider free, just for you."
I beamed. "Thank you, babe."
These next few days were going to be incredible.