is, right now I’m out of the shower and getting dressed and Caleb is lying on his mattress, completely naked save for his tight, black boxers which make his sun kissed skin seem to glow in contrast. He doesn’t have a bed frame yet. He doesn’t have much; the stuff he does have are some bits he picked up throughout the week and kept at mine, ready to move into his new place.
“Can I ask you something?” He snaps me from my thoughts. I roll my eyes when he adjusts himself.
“No.”
“You don’t even know what I’m going to ask.” He pretends to look affronted while his hand slowly rubs his growing bulge.
“I’m busy,” I giggle and try to dart out of the way when he jumps off the mattress and lunges for me. I don’t get far but I don’t want to get far. He’s too delicious to avoid and his skin is so warm. “What?”
“Move in with me.”
Choke. Splutter.
He pats me on the back, laughing. “I’m serious. I want you to move in with me.”
“W… when?”
“Today.”
Bloody hell, he is serious! I can see it in his eyes. “I… but I’ve just…”
His finger rests over my lips, effectively silencing me. His eyes search mine, a handsome smile in place. “Please?”
“It’s… I don’t know what to say.”
“Say yes.”
“Okay,” I blurt and inwardly curse.
“Really?” His smile widens further as he turns me in his arms and presses my back up against the wall. “Seriously?”
I nod quickly. “Yeah. I don’t see why not.”
“Fucking brilliant.” He beams and picks me up so my thighs are around his hips. His lips crash down on mine and I don’t refuse them. I’d be crazy if I did. “I was worried you’d say no.” Me too, but seeing as he’s left his hometown and his family and he’s chosen me over an unknown amount of money, there’s no way I can say no. Besides, it’s not like I don’t have a job and can’t afford to live here. Money will be tight but it’ll be worth it. “Really? You won’t back out?”
“I can’t wait,” I admit eagerly and suck on his lower lip, making him groan. “Thank you.”
“Let’s celebrate,” he whispers, his eyes twinkling. “I’m hungry.”
“You want to go out for food?”
His eyes narrow with mischief. “I was thinking of something sweeter, something south.” South?
Oh. My mouth forms the shape of the word. He laughs a little and throws me onto his mattress. “Lay back and relax, baby.”
“Okay,” I breathe and allow him to slide my trousers off. I even help him by raising my hips a little. Brilliant.
My legs are still jelly and it’s been two hours since I climaxed all over his face.
I hope my mum doesn’t see how weak I am and put two and two together. It’s a silly thought; there’s no way she’ll know or even be thinking of that, but I can’t stop. I’m so paranoid. She’s sitting in the living room with a cup of tea in her hands watching some reality show on TV when we get inside. I pause it and sit on the couch with Caleb by my side.
“Oh dear,” she says, noticing my need to talk. Her elbows rest on her knees as she looks at us both. “Go on. Spit it out.”
Okay. “I’m moving out.”
“No,” she says with a firm shake of her head. “You can’t afford to get distracted.”
“Mum,” I hiss and squeeze Caleb’s hand. “I’m eighteen. I’ve finished college. All that’s left is University and I promise I’m not going to mess up. It means a lot to me. You know that.”
She shakes her head. “It’s not happening.”
“Mum.” I warn, wondering why she’s being so difficult.
“Come on, Dawn.” Caleb pouts, his eyes wide like a puppy’s. “Think about it - we’re not far and you’ll get privacy and one less mouth to feed.”
“I don’t think you two realise how serious this is, what with your university classes and expenses.”
“Trust me, Dawn, I do know how serious this is. I’ve never been more serious in my life.” I can tell by the stern expression on his face. My breath catches at the intensity of his eyes. “I want her with me, all of the time. I promise I won’t let her fail and I’ll send you her grades every month. If they drop to the point where you’re worried, I’ll bring her back here myself.” He looks at me apologetically before turning back to my mum. “Please?”