never felt in my life, and I was electrified, petrified even. However, nothing prepared me for the immediate shift of my emotional state. I could barely feel it, though.
Damn.
Just as Rob had said, I could seriously dig this.
“One more,” I enthusiastically declared as I placed the straw to the other unused passage and took the remaining line like a pro.
Again, everything intensified. The feel-good sensation was overwhelming, and I was ensnared. Big. Fucking time.
“Can I have some more?”
Rob chuckled then patted my shoulder. “I think you’re good for the night, donut princess. But, while you’re letting it all cook in your system, let me have some of my own.”
Watching him take four airstrips, I felt a tiny stab of jealousy, but it instantly passed because, hey, I was riding on a wave full of energy and a whole package full of fireworks.
“Hey. Hey, you all right there?” Rob’s hand strongly gripped my arm before checking my face, probably looking for signs that would be alarming for a first-timer.
Nothing too alarming on this front.
“Yep, just peachy,” I murmured reassuringly.
His friends, who had already had their turns before we got here, finished up their weed then asked us if we were ready to go back inside to party. The throng of people arriving was nonstop, and they apparently wanted to score some “hot chicks” tonight.
“Ready to go back in?” Rob asked just as his friends started to walk away.
“Umm…” Not just yet. “Could I have one more please?” I begged in a cute, Betty Boop way, hoping he would give in to my last request.
He rolled his eyes at me. “You may not be able to handle it. This is your first time; don’t you think you should slow down a little?”
Party pooper.
“Jesus, Rob. It’s only one more; it surely won’t hurt.”
He clearly contemplated it, and then I heard him groan in surrender. Before I knew it, he opened a small compartment in the truck bed’s raised platform, producing a small Ziploc bag with the goodies in it. “One more. That’s it. I don’t care if you beg me again. This. Is. It.”
I lightly clapped my hands in approval. “Thank you. Thank you.” Being this obsessive in such an early stage wasn’t a good sign, but I didn’t want to dwell on that tonight.
I was grateful that Rob was careful with me, though, because if he was a pushover, I would ask for more. I knew he meant it when he said this was the last one.
Hastily, I noted with eager eyes as he prepared me the last treat for tonight. Once he handed me the same straw from earlier, I went on about my business, truly enthralled by the powerful beauty of the monster I was beginning to like.
After the fine ordeal, he then set it aside, placing it back where it belonged in its little, secret stash before deciding to sit on the platform, and I took the spot next to him.
For some time, we sat side by side, speaking nothing and thinking of everything.
“Are we going to exchange numbers or what? I can take you around, maybe even take you out on a date if you behave tonight.”
“Well, lucky me. I better behave, then,” I exclaimed with pleasure. He was getting cocky. It was too amusing to resist laughing.
“I like you,” he said honestly as he faced me. “I have this feeling you and I might be a good thing.”
Taking a moment to consider him, I was on the fence about everything. Mainly because … Well, I just wasn’t into anyone other than Brody.
“You’re not so bad yourself. We shall see.”
He stayed quiet for a bit before pressing on the subject he had brought up before. “So, have you decided to give me your number yet?”
I found Rob’s persistence cute in a weird way. “I might if you promise not to be a stalker.”
“Damn, you’re harsh but fucking sexy as hell, and it’s hard to resist you.”
We both laughed at that. Then it went from laughter to kissing rather too suddenly. In the blink of an eye, his lips were on mine and too eager for my liking.
Okay, I shouldn’t panic. It was normal. There was also the fact that, since Rob wasn’t aware I was in high school still, a minor at that, I didn’t want to alarm him by acting like I wasn’t okay with him attacking my lips. I mean, I wasn’t at first, but the more he did it, the more I found myself starting