Page 33 of Fall onto me
I don’t breathe until they’re gone, and the guys don’t let me go until their headlights are gone.
Once the adrenaline dissipates my entire body grows sore, and I sit down on the stairs to collect myself, keeping my head down and taking long, deep breaths. I ignore my friends as they check on me, shrugging them off as politely as I can to have a moment alone.
I look up when it grows quiet, the party back in full swing inside. I’m alone, I don’t know why I thought Foster would be patiently waiting beside me, but he’s not.
I sweep my eyes across the yard, seeing a speck of darkness far out. I follow the subtle glow of the cloud smothered moon and find Foster, edging the tree line, alone.
Not in the sense that the place isn’t crowded, or that the lawn isn’t dotted with dozens of people, but even in a crowded room he looks lonely.
The screen of his phone illuminates his face as I step closer.
“What are we going to be beyond this, Sky?” He sighs as I step in front of him, his words make me take a step back. “Beyond me stuck doing the Devil’s bidding and you constantly waiting on me? Its maddening that you think we’ll have a future.” A trickle of rain pelts my forehead, but I don’t bother wiping it away.
“Foster …” I stumble, wanting to wipe away the blood that’s dripped down his cheek. “Why are you saying that?”
With a shake of his head, he shoves his phone back into his pocket and looks up at the crying stars as they rain upon us. “Because you can do better.”
I scoff. “This … this isn’t going to work.”
“What?”
I can’t allow him the time or space to build those walls, so I take a step forward and plant my palms on his chest.
“You trying to push me away when inside your heart you’re screaming for me to stay. We did this already, and I was in your position,” I remind him. “Don’t listen to our friends making plans. We will too. I can guarantee you that we will be making those plans. It’s just happening on a different wavelength than everyone else.”
“It’s not going to end well.” A crack of thunder finishes his sentiment.
“It’s not going to end with us not being together. Foster, it’s just not.”
“It can’t,” he agrees, wrapping his hands behind my back to push me close against his chest.
“Not at all,” I reply, closing the gap between us with a kiss.
He breaks away for a moment. “We’re forever.” Drops drip down from the sky, and I take a deep breath of it all, from the fresh rain to the sweet, earthy scent of Foster. He grabs his phone again and looks down at it. “And we also need to leave.”
“Why?” He holds up his screen, and a sinking fear rises in me before I read it. But it isn’t TK, it’s Sophie, and she’s scared. “The storms.” I laugh, wishing something as innocent as a storm is what had me petrified.
Foster hands me his keys. “Don’t go all speed demon in my car.”
Now I’m going to have to. “Can’t make any promises.”
We drift back inside to say our goodbyes, but no one pays any attention, too wrapped up in the music and drinks. It makes for an easy exit. “Do we need to pick anything up on the way?” I’m a little intimidated, but he’s shown me how to drive a stick shift.
“Nah, unless you want something.” He winks.
Foster’s got a small buzz going; it’s just enough alcohol to make his charming smile just a little bit more adorable. He slings his arm across the back of my seat and turns on the radio as I scoot down the dark road.
It’s hard to pay attention when he’s singing a love song. At a red light, I look over to watch him. The way his head is tilted up so he can belt the lyrics, but what makes me stall out his car is the sharp edge of his jawline and the wink he sends me at the chorus.
“You’re enough to make a girl swoon to death,” I tease.
His lips are on my neck, teasing the sensitive skin with his tongue and nibbling with his teeth in all the right places. “I’m going to wreck this car if you don’t stop.”
His hand slides up my thigh, to my panty line. “The faster you stop, the faster I can fuck you.”
“We can’t stop.” I frown, reminding him where we’re going.
He nods, then continues kissing my neck, jawline, the swell of my breast. “Then don’t stop.” He breathes against my skin, causing chills to bubble up everywhere.