mascara had left dark lines beneath my eyes, but again I didn’t care.
I smiled a full blown, wide cheeks aching smile and Jay smiled right back at me.
His shirt was so wet from the rain that it was sticking to him like a second skin.
Then he stepped closer, hooked my waist, and pulled me close. For a split second I was worried that the moment had passed and that he was about to drag me back to the porch. But that fear was quickly squashed when he kissed me instead, the rain still hitting us both in the face, moistening our kiss.
I felt him smile against my lips, taking my hand in his and then without warning I was twirled out away from his body then pulled back toward him.
As if that wasn’t surprising in itself, he then begin to move his body with mine and there we stood in the center of his front yard, dancing without music in the falling rain.
“You amaze me, Ruby,” he whispered so close I knew that if we weren’t alone I would still be the only one to hear. “And I will never let anyone dim your light, baby. I will dance with you in the rain anytime.”
Somehow without even having to tell him he just knew. He knew I needed this and in Jay fashion he gave it to me.
Epilogue
I stretched out my legs, they felt weak like I’d spent hours doing leg presses, only I couldn’t remember the last time I hit the gym. I had a lingering taste of something sweet, like strawberries, or maybe it was cherry on my tongue.
Feeling something lacy against my hand, I lifted it out in front of me and was met with a barely there scrap of material. A woman’s thong, baby blue, and I smiled proudly because damn.
I heard something crash, and I jerked upward, looking around the room for the cause of the crash. All I saw was the backside of a blonde. When I said backside, I meant a bare naked ass, bent over at the waist, trying like hell to pull on a pair of jeans in a hurry.
“You forgetting something?” The girl froze and I smiled, holding her thong up in the air and let it dangle from my finger. “I could keep them as a souvenir.” Because she has a killer ass.
I might actually break my don’t ever hit it twice rule and give her another go.
I watched and waited for her to react. Slowly standing tall, shimmying her hips and continuing to pull up her pants, snapping them in place, she kept her back to me for a few more seconds.
“Don’t be shy, darlin’.” Not that I remembered, but with how weak my legs were feeling I had a strong feeling she and I went several rounds last night. “In fact, if you want to take those pants back off and climb back beneath the sheets with me, I’d be up for another round.”
I’d hit a sore spot or so it seemed because this gained a reaction. The girl spun around, her mouth hanging open in disgust, and instantly I felt like I’d collided with a brick wall.
“What the fuck?”
Jade, Jay’s sister, crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes narrowed into annoyed slits. “What, suddenly you’ve got nothing more to say?”
“Did we?” I paused, my heartbeat sped up as I imagined how pissed off Jay was gonna be.
“I don’t know, genius, what do you think? You’re in your bed, naked, holding my thong on your finger. Do you really have to ask if we had sex?”
I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out.
Jade sauntered across my bedroom, snatched her thong from my hands, and turned toward the door.
“What are we gonna tell Jay?”
Looking back over her shoulder, she rolled her eyes. “Nothing, you idiot. We had sex…it was…” She paused as if thinking it over for a minute. “Interesting.”
Interesting. What the fuck did she mean by that?
“There is no reason to tell anyone that this,” she motioned with her finger between us, “happened.”
I felt like she was verbally kicking me in the nuts over and over.
“Bye, Isaac, it’s been real.” She grabbed the handle, jerked open the door, and there just on the other side stood Jay, staring at his sister. Her hair was a wreck, her shirt hanging off one shoulder, and in her hand was her fucking thong.
He looked past his sister and locked eyes with mine. “Are you fucking kidding me