This back and forth fighting and the secrets...it’s not a good foundation to build on.” I trudge back over to his side, sprawling out next to him. “Why is this our go-to? Why can’t we just be like a normal couple and live in a little bubble of a honeymoon period?”
“Because we’re not normal high schoolers.” Xander falls back onto the bed in a huff. “I don’t like fighting with you, Char. And I’m sorry for the things I said about your mom. I just don’t want to see you get hurt or let down by her anymore.”
“You just don’t get it because your parents love you,” I sigh.
Xander scoffs. “My dad treats me like an employee, not a son.”
I lean up on an elbow to look at him. “I didn’t know that. I’m sorry. I always felt like you had it pretty great. I mean, your mom is amazing.”
“She is, but my dad, not so much.” His thumb brushes a loose piece of hair behind my ear. “I don’t like talking about it.”
“There are a lot of things you don’t like talking about, Xan. But if we’re going to actually try to make this work and be in a relationship, we’re going to have to start breaking down some of these fucking walls.”
I search Xander’s eyes as they soften.
“You’re right,” he mutters, letting his lips crush into mine briefly. “I’ll try to do better.”
“Maybe we just need to get the hell out of this town after we graduate. Ya know, get a fresh start.”
I close my eyes, letting the fantasy of jetting off with Xander to a new city settle in. Finding a tiny apartment and just being on our own. It’s an incredible image. One can dream, right?
Xander chews on his bottom lip. “That sounds fucking great. Just leave all of this behind. No more family obligations, no more bullshit.”
“So, how badly did you hurt Blaine?” I ask quickly and Xander’s gaze darts around the room.
“Not as badly as I wanted to. Fucker really gets under my skin.”
“You know that you have nothing to worry about, right?” My hand lands on Xander’s chest. I can feel his heart racing.
“It’s nice to hear,” Xander admits. “But, yeah, I know.”
I curl into his side. “I really do love you, Xander.”
Tucking me into him, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist, Xander breathes out, “And I really love you, Charlotte. We’ll figure this whole thing out.”
“We will and it’ll be wonderful.”
Kissing my cheek, I can feel Xander smile. “You got that right, babe.”
Xander
My fingertips trail down Charlotte’s soft, blushing cheek. I could get lost in her baby blues for hours, but judging by her pupils dilating and her grip tightening on my forearm, Char has other plans for us and I am totally game.
I let my hand travel down her neck, over her tits and down to the clasp on her skirt. A shuttering breath escapes her lips as her eyes flutter closed. Lacing her fingers into my short hair, she pulls my mouth to hers. I drink in her hunger as my pulse quickens and throbs against my neck. Our lips crush against each other as if we’d die without the other’s touch. I soak up her desire, savoring every nip and tug of her greedy tongue. Rolling her on top of me, my nails dig into the tender flesh of her perfect ass as she grinds against my dick.
Think about dead puppies.
How does this woman get me so close with our clothes still fucking on?
Her breath hitches as the slightest hint of a moan sings out. With one hand still gripped tightly onto her ass, I push her panting to the side, rubbing soft circles over her swelling clit.
“Oh, Xander,” she groans into my ear as her head falls onto my shoulder. I engulf her mouth with mine as I plunge my fingers into her wetness, caressing her soft folds as her body starts to shake on top of me. My dick twitches, begging to be let out of my confining jeans, as I drive into her harder and faster with every passing second. Her tight walls hug my fingers, and I slide my thumb against her clit, my lips savoring every cry she lets out begging me for more.
She is intoxicating. Her knees tremble against the outside of my thighs as her sweet nectar drips down my hand.
Rolling her over onto her back, I rip my shirt off, throwing it onto the floor. Her gaze rakes over my