Holding You (Love Wanted in Texas #3)(54)

Libby started laughing and Maegan glared at me as Grace walked up. “What’s going on? Meg, why are you looking at Lauren that way?”

Smirking I said, “She’s just mad she lost a bet that’s all.”

Grace reached for her drink and took a sip. “Jesus, that cowboy had his dick pushed all into my body the entire time we were dancing. Felt like a big motherf*cker.” Raising her eyebrows, Grace smiled.

“Grace!” Taylor yelled out as everyone started laughing. Grace being Grace just shrugged it off and sat down. Leaning toward me she asked, “Missing, Colt?”

Giving her a weak smile, I said, “Yeah, but I’m having a ton of fun.”

“Good! As it should be. Girls weekend!” Grace yelled out as she held up her drink. Everyone yelled out, “Girls weekend!” and took a drink.



TAYLOR AND I both collapsed onto our beds and let out a long sigh as I said, “Holy hell. I can’t believe how wasted those girls got.”

Giggling, Taylor rolled over onto her stomach and looked at me. “I know! Thank goodness the bar was right here in the hotel.”

Taylor had helped Maegan and Alex back to their room and I helped Grace and Libby. Libby wasn’t too wasted, but she was for sure feeling good.

“That’s why I don’t want to drink. I mean, all four of them are going to be bears tomorrow. You know this, right?”

Giggling, I flipped onto my stomach. “Yeah, I know.”

Taylor placed her elbow on the bed and then rested her head on her hand. “So, tell me what it’s like. We haven’t even had a chance to talk.”

Grinning, I asked, “What do you mean?”

“Sex. Did it hurt? Was Colt amazing? We never even got to talk about any of it.” Taylor frowned. “Remember all the times we talked about what we thought our first time would be like? Sometimes I hate being at UT.”

I nodded my head. “I know, I miss our talks.”

Giving me a wicked grin, Taylor said, “So . . . tell me! Did it hurt?”

“Yes it hurt but at the same time, it didn’t hurt.”

Laughing, Taylor said, “That doesn’t make any sense.”

Sitting up, I crossed my legs and laughed. “I know it doesn’t but I don’t know any other way to explain it. It burned like a bitch but once I got used to him, it felt heavenly.”

“Are you glad you waited?”

My smile faded. “Yes. There were a few times I didn’t think I was going to wait.”

Taylor chewed on her lower lip as she moved and sat on the bed. “I met someone.”

Sucking in a breath of air I said, “What? Taylor! Who is he? What’s his name?”

Giving me an innocent smile, she said, “He doesn’t even know I exist.”

Pinching my eyebrows together, I pulled my head back. “What do you mean?”

Shrugging her shoulders she cleared her throat. “His name is Jase. He’s in my English Lit class.”

Raising my eyebrows up, I smiled. “Really? This Jase, what does he look like?”

Closing her eyes and sighing, Taylor licked her lips and smiled big as she opened her eyes and looked at me. “Oh my gosh, Lauren. He looks like . . . like . . . like a Greek god.”

Slamming my hands over my mouth, I began hopping on the bed. Dropping my hands, I whispered, “Tell me all about him!”

Blushing, Taylor bit down on her lower lip and chewed on it. “Well, he’s smart, funny, and did I mention he looks like a Greek God?”

Snickering, I said, “Yes, you did mention that already. Have you talked to him?”

Dropping her smile, Taylor shook her head.

“What? Why, Tay?”

Wringing her hands, Taylor looked away and let out a nervous laugh. “Lauren, this guy is amazing. He hasn’t even looked twice at me. I mean, look at me.”

My mouth dropped open. “Taylor, you are beautiful. Inside and out. Any guy would consider himself lucky to even catch your eye.”

Rolling her eyes Taylor laughed. “There is this other girl. She’s in Italian with me. She speaks it really well and she flirts with Jase. Talks to him in Italian all the time and the stuff she says turns my stomach.”

Inching closer to the edge of my bed, I swung my feet around and looked into Lauren’s eyes. “Does he know what she’s saying?”

“No, he just smiles at her. The way he looks at her though is like he wants her.” Shrugging her shoulders again, she gave me a weak smile. “I’ve never been attracted to a guy like this before or had feelings like this. I’m sure it’s just a silly crush.”

My heart hurt for Taylor. She was beautiful. Her light-brown wavy hair was pulled up in a ponytail. Her green eyes glossed over with sadness. Reaching over, I motioned for Taylor to give me her hands.

“Taylor, please don’t ever sell yourself short or think you don’t deserve someone. This Jase guy, if he hasn’t noticed you yet, then f*ck him. You don’t need the Greek god. There are other ones out there. He probably has a small dick anyway with a name like Jase.”

Taylor started laughing. “He probably does!”

My phone rang as I pulled it out and saw it was Colt. “Speaking of Greek gods—”

Taylor jumped up and headed into the bathroom. “I’m taking a quick shower.”