and not feel guilty about it.
Macy’s warm perfume fills the truck and it takes everything in me not to pull her on my lap and take her right here and now. It’s been too long since we’ve been together last and my hand doesn’t seem to be doing the job anymore. I try not to let myself get too attached to the closeness that we seem to gravitate toward when we’re together so I keep her at an arm’s distance. She glances over at me shyly but with that little smirk on her face. She knows I’m turned on, she always seems to know. I guess that’s what happens when you have been with the same person for years.
I pull on her arm and bring her closer to me, “Give me a kiss.” I always make her take the lead, I never just do it. It’s my way of reassuring myself that we’re still okay.
She places a feather light kiss on my lips. She’s teasing me. Okay, that’s fine. Two can play this game.
“Baby,” I whisper as she rests her forehead on mine.
“Landon,” Macy says breathlessly.
I lick my lips and the tip of my tongue brushes against hers. She whimpers as I pull away teasing her.
Macy straightens herself then sticks her bottom lip out pouting.
I chuckle softly as I put the truck into drive. That’s all I am allowing myself to indulge in. I’m letting the mood simmer until it’s about to explode. The explosion could go either way landing us into a fight or a rip our clothes off situation. I’m praying for the second option but I wouldn’t be surprised if the first happens. It’s what I deserve for treating Macy the way I do. I wish she’d take the action I need her too but she never does. I need her to be strong for the both of us and walk away but maybe she’s not as strong as I think she is.
Macy and I score a booth in the back corner away from mostly everyone. It’s the way we both prefer. No one can see me to bother us for a picture or an autograph. The waitress takes our order and says she’ll be back in a few with our drinks. Macy and I sit and talk about school. I yawn trying to fight off sleep. I barely slept last night, as I rarely ever do, but last night I was lucky to even get two hours.
Fucking voices.
I couldn’t get them to stop even after getting high and drinking more than necessary.
I glance around as Macy goes on about Heather, her roommate. I know Heather is messing around with Declan but I don’t gossip so I just let Macy go on about it. I notice some geek with glasses too big for his face checking Macy out.
“Who is that, Macy?” I ask giving a little nod in the douchebag’s direction.
Macy looks all around, “Who?”
I roll my eyes, “That guy over there staring at you?”
Macy twists in the other direction, “Oh,” she turns back around. “That’s Will. He’s in my business strategy and planning class.”
I nod because I want to rip that fucking guy’s glasses off and break his face for staring at her the way he is. It shouldn’t bother me but it does. Macy deserves a lot more than my sorry ass but it doesn’t stop me from being possessive over her.
Will catches me staring at him. I smirk and nod in his direction letting him know I caught him. He quickly diverts his eyes and doesn’t look over at her again.
The rest of lunch I go from acting like I’m paying attention to Macy to watching to see if Will looks over here again.
He doesn’t. Smart man.
After we’ve eaten we drive back to the dorms. I park my truck then meet Macy around the front and we walk hand-in-hand up to our dorm building. The rain has let up a little bit and now it’s just a fine mist.
“Is Heather in there?” I ask with a nod toward her wing of the dorm rooms. Even though Macy and Heather don’t share a bedroom it never fails that Heather walks in on us so Macy refuses to have sex if she’s in their dorm room.
Macy nods, “Yeah, she doesn’t leave for another hour or so.”
Colton is probably in our room jerking off again but I’m kicking that pussy out. I open the doors and allow Macy to walk into the building first. She adjusts her