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Ruin (Ruin #1)(16)
Author: Rachel Van Dyken

His hands moved from my chin to my shoulders and then ran down my arms causing chills to move across my body.

Wes blew slightly across my mouth. I gasped. And all was lost. He crushed his mouth to mine, his tongue massaging and tasting. I whimpered, he moaned low in his throat as his hands moved around my neck.

Next thing I knew, I was in his room, the door was slammed behind us and his hands were resting at my hips. I rocked toward him, not really knowing what I wanted, but needing to be closer to him.

Wes pulled away, his chest heaving with exertion. He swallowed, turned around, and cursed “I’m sorry.”

He was sorry? That he’d kissed me? I reached for the door, but the minute I pulled it open he pushed it closed. I was facing away from him, his breath was hot on my neck, and soon his lips followed. I closed my eyes. It felt so good, him touching me. It was so right that I wanted to scream. I’d never felt so exposed to another person. I’d never felt such an adrenaline rush as when his tongue had touched mine, or when his fingers grazed my hip bone.

“Stay,” he whispered in a hoarse voice. “Stay with me.”

“In your room?”

“No. On the roof.” He chuckled in my ear. “Yes, in my room. What if I promise not to touch you?”

“Isn’t that what guys say before they seduce girls? At least in the movies?”

“Not a movie.” His fingers tapped my collarbone and then moved slowly down the front of my shirt, stopping right on my heart. “I just want to feel your heart beating. That’s all.”

Was he trying to be romantic or was he serious? His hand didn’t leave my chest, and then I felt his body humming against mine as he pulled me back against him. “Please?”

“If I get kicked out of school—”

“You won’t.” He urged. “I’m the RA. You’re in a fight with your roommate. I’m protecting your honor, all that stuff.”

“Except my roommate kicks ass, you want to steal my honor, and you’re a playboy.”

“Playboy?” He removed his hand. “I guess so, but not with you.”

“Yeah, so I’m different, huh? How many times have you told that to girls in the last twenty years?”

“It started when I was eight…” He began.

I laughed. I couldn’t help it.

“Seriously.” He turned me so I was facing him. “I’m not gonna lie. I want you. I want you so freaking bad that I’m pretty sure when I get to heaven I’m going to be sainted.”

My eyes narrowed.

“Things just…” He cursed and ran his fingers through his dark blond hair. “Things just feel better with you around. More complete. Does that make sense?”

“I guess.” I wasn’t ready to admit to him that I was falling hard and fast. I mean I’d known him, what? Two days?

“Besides…” He sighed. “You came to my room, remember?”

“My uncle said to do something crazy.”

He held up his hands. “Anytime you feel the urge, I’m here. In fact, I may have to remind you of this conversation every five minutes or so, hope you don’t mind.”

“Thanks.” I gulped and shoved my hands into my pockets.

“So, we should sleep.”

“What? No painting each others nails and wearing face masks?” I joked.

He threw his head back and laughed. “Well, it’d probably get my focus off of tossing you against the wall and taking every last shred of your innocence. So yeah, maybe I should paint your nails, then I can imagine that you’re not standing in front of me with swollen lips and tousled red hair. Damn, I love your hair.” He reached for a few pieces and sighed.

“Maybe this is a bad idea.” I started backing away.

Wes grabbed my hand. “Good. I like bad ideas, they make me feel alive.”

“And you need to feel more alive then you already do?”

His face fell. He looked down at the ground and whispered, “You have no idea.”

Chapter Thirteen

If she only knew… then again, she’d probably murder me in my sleep. I’d rather die by her hands than… well, never mind.

Weston

“So we doing this or not?” I changed the subject.

She looked at the door, then back at me, then back at the door. Making the decision for her, I twisted the lock and pulled out a pair of boxers and a t-shirt for her to wear. “We don’t have bathrobes in this fancy establishment, but I do have clean clothes for you to sleep in. Now strip.”

“Wh-hat?”

“Kidding.” I laughed though a part of me had to admit I’d been hopeful. “The bathroom’s just through there. Go change, I’ll be sure to be fully clothed when you come back.”

“Okay.” Her hands were shaking. I reminded myself to send Uncle Jo a Christmas ham for his advice. On one hand I was glad it led her to me, but on the other, had she decided to go to some other guy I would have probably ended up in prison. So, maybe not a ham… A card? Sure, a card would be nice.

I quickly peeled off my shirt, threw on a pair of workout shorts and lay on the bed. My dad had texted a few things about being nice to James and David. He also wanted to know how the new meds were. I was so sick and tired of medicine that I wanted to throw something against the wall. I was counting on Kiersten not being a snoop, since my drug collection was happily displayed under my sink, not that she’d even know what the drugs were or how they worked. Even if she did an Internet search for the names she’d be stunned to see over half of them were experimental.

   
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