makes you tick. You want the unvarnished truth about what would have happened if that was the situation we were in tonight?”
Her throat and mouth suddenly feeling like it was filled with cotton, Maddie still managed to murmur, “Yes.”
Wyn dipped down, put his mouth next to her ear, and said, “I would have stripped you naked, gotten you under me, and spent the whole night living inside you. Then I would have taken you home, put you in my bed, and spent the daylight hours fucking you too.” He moved just the slightest bit, and in doing so grazed his stubbly cheek against her smooth one. Suddenly they were eye to eye, the tips of their noses touching. “In between learning every inch of your body,” his warm breath fanned across her face, “I would have spent every other waking minute getting to know even more about you. And at the end of twenty-four hours I’m sure I would have decided that I wanted to keep doing the same with you every day for the rest of my life.” He straightened back up to his full height then and took a step back, but he did not crack a smile or look away. “That is how tonight would have gone down if the circumstances had been just the slightest bit different than they are right now.”
Oh my Lord. Forget the pleasant throb that had developed between her thighs when he’d kissed her, Maddie now understood what becoming wet for a man meant in reality in a way she’d only gotten intellectually before. “Well then.” She fanned herself with her hands. It didn’t matter if he saw; he had to be better at reading her response than she was at hiding it. “That would be,” she cleared her throat and tried again, “that would be a clear explanation.”
The intensity in his stare didn’t diminish one bit. “You asked for the truth.”
Maddie’s neck was sweating and her heart drummed in her throat, but at the same time the depth of his confession, the “at the end of twenty-four hours I’m sure I would have decided that I wanted to keep doing the same with you every day for the rest of my life” , something he probably hadn’t even realized he’d let slip free, filled her, and a happiness grew from her core.
A measure of confidence slipping back in, Maddie flashed Wyn a smile. “So I guess when I’m twenty-one we have a date.”
His returning grin was lopsided. “By the time you’re twenty-one, you’ll have done so much living and met so many new people you won’t want the extended director’s cut of the kiss we just shared.”
Maddie kept standing taller, back to feeling fully alive. “You let me be the judge of that.”
“Right.” He held up his hands in surrender. “I wouldn’t presume to tell you how you feel now or in the future.”
A burst of laughter shot out of Maddie; she couldn’t help it. “Sure you would, but you can’t seem to help it, so I’ll forgive you.”
He blew into his hands. “Thank you.” His teeth suddenly chattered, and he rubbed his arms, covered only by the hoodie sweater.
Starting to walk backward toward the house on instinct, to someplace warm, Maddie waited the heartbeat for Wyn to follow and then said, “In the meantime, I’m going to try to be better around you. I won’t let my nervousness and uncertainty get the better of me, and hopefully that will help keep the jabs and punches I throw at you in control.” Forcing complete honesty between them, she added sheepishly, “I can’t promise perfection, and the truth is I kind of like poking at you, but if I can stop calling you names so much when I get scared, maybe you’ll let yourself get to know the real me better too.”
True softness finally cleared the last of the hardness from Wyn’s eyes. “I know you don’t mean harm when you call me names. Just like I hope you know it was never my intention to hurt you when I called you M and M.”
“I do.” She studied him for a long moment, and as she did, every part of her being called at her to embrace him. Answering
Her throat and mouth suddenly feeling like it was filled with cotton, Maddie still managed to murmur, “Yes.”
Wyn dipped down, put his mouth next to her ear, and said, “I would have stripped you naked, gotten you under me, and spent the whole night living inside you. Then I would have taken you home, put you in my bed, and spent the daylight hours fucking you too.” He moved just the slightest bit, and in doing so grazed his stubbly cheek against her smooth one. Suddenly they were eye to eye, the tips of their noses touching. “In between learning every inch of your body,” his warm breath fanned across her face, “I would have spent every other waking minute getting to know even more about you. And at the end of twenty-four hours I’m sure I would have decided that I wanted to keep doing the same with you every day for the rest of my life.” He straightened back up to his full height then and took a step back, but he did not crack a smile or look away. “That is how tonight would have gone down if the circumstances had been just the slightest bit different than they are right now.”
Oh my Lord. Forget the pleasant throb that had developed between her thighs when he’d kissed her, Maddie now understood what becoming wet for a man meant in reality in a way she’d only gotten intellectually before. “Well then.” She fanned herself with her hands. It didn’t matter if he saw; he had to be better at reading her response than she was at hiding it. “That would be,” she cleared her throat and tried again, “that would be a clear explanation.”
The intensity in his stare didn’t diminish one bit. “You asked for the truth.”
Maddie’s neck was sweating and her heart drummed in her throat, but at the same time the depth of his confession, the “at the end of twenty-four hours I’m sure I would have decided that I wanted to keep doing the same with you every day for the rest of my life” , something he probably hadn’t even realized he’d let slip free, filled her, and a happiness grew from her core.
A measure of confidence slipping back in, Maddie flashed Wyn a smile. “So I guess when I’m twenty-one we have a date.”
His returning grin was lopsided. “By the time you’re twenty-one, you’ll have done so much living and met so many new people you won’t want the extended director’s cut of the kiss we just shared.”
Maddie kept standing taller, back to feeling fully alive. “You let me be the judge of that.”
“Right.” He held up his hands in surrender. “I wouldn’t presume to tell you how you feel now or in the future.”
A burst of laughter shot out of Maddie; she couldn’t help it. “Sure you would, but you can’t seem to help it, so I’ll forgive you.”
He blew into his hands. “Thank you.” His teeth suddenly chattered, and he rubbed his arms, covered only by the hoodie sweater.
Starting to walk backward toward the house on instinct, to someplace warm, Maddie waited the heartbeat for Wyn to follow and then said, “In the meantime, I’m going to try to be better around you. I won’t let my nervousness and uncertainty get the better of me, and hopefully that will help keep the jabs and punches I throw at you in control.” Forcing complete honesty between them, she added sheepishly, “I can’t promise perfection, and the truth is I kind of like poking at you, but if I can stop calling you names so much when I get scared, maybe you’ll let yourself get to know the real me better too.”
True softness finally cleared the last of the hardness from Wyn’s eyes. “I know you don’t mean harm when you call me names. Just like I hope you know it was never my intention to hurt you when I called you M and M.”
“I do.” She studied him for a long moment, and as she did, every part of her being called at her to embrace him. Answering
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