Love Thy Neighbor (Friend-Zoned)(17)

I answer honestly. “Me either.”

We’re magnetic together and it astounds me.

He pulls me down so my forehead touches his. “This is moving fast, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, it really is. We should stop. Like, now.” I exhale and nod as I respond sullenly.

He chuckles and gently caresses my cheek. “I’m glad you sound torn up about it, sunshine. I want to kiss that pout away though.” He pushes a stray hair behind my ear and suggests, “Why don’t we just order in?”

Taking a moment to think about it, I toy with his collar and admit, “That does sound good.”

He smiles, pulls me down to him and kisses me deeply.

I’m lost.

Cole’s kisses are addictive.

After a minute, I pull away and chuckle. “I’d better get up or we’ll end up on here all night.”

He sighs, gets up and very obviously adjusts his erection. I flush and giggle. He play frowns and murmurs, “Laugh it up, sunshine. If you don’t quit tempting me, I might just ravish you.”

Was that meant to be a threat or a promise?

Smiling, I move to the kitchen and remove all the takeout menus from the top of the fridge. We decide on pizza. Cole orders and I text the girls my whereabouts, then we sit back down on the sofa. It takes about thirty seconds before we’re all over each other again. Cole has somehow managed to position himself on top of me and the weight feels so good. I wrap my arms around his neck. He holds himself up on his forearms so he isn’t squishing me and places whisper-soft kisses on my lips. I can’t help but smile against his lips. He’s so gentle for such a big guy.

My stomach dips when he strokes his fingertips along the side of my breast.

Yes! Do it!

I want more. Now.

My hand skims his neck, moves down his broad chest and stomach til I reach the zipper of his jeans.

Ding Dong.

We both lift our heads and look to the door.

Oh, you are freakin’ kidding me!

Cole groans then chuckles and buries his face into my chest. Still chuckling, he says, “I think you better get that. If I answer the door like this, I’m going to scare someone.” This comes out muffled.

We both laugh and stand. Cole reaches into his pocket, hands me a fifty and I glare at it.

Then I glare at him.

He states, “If we went out, I would’ve paid for dinner anyway, so just pay the damn guy and get your sexy ass back here so we can pick up where we left off.”

I blink.

That is totally acceptable reasoning.

I run to the door and Cole laughs. I open the door, throw the money at the stunned teenage delivery boy, snatch up the pizza then slam the door shut.

I hear a muffled, “Th- thank you!” from the other side of the door. On a mission, I throw the pizza on the kitchen counter, walk towards Cole and ask. “How do you feel about cold pizza?”

“Love it.” Cole replies on a smirk.

I nod vigorously. “Me too.” I take his hand and lead him to my bedroom.

I don’t plan on having sex with Cole tonight but figure if we’re going to make out, we may as well be somewhere comfortable. Once inside my room, I push him back onto my bed and straddle him. His arms wrap around my lower back. I lower my face to his and breathe him in.

“This is crazy,” he whispers.

I softly kiss his lips before I respond, “Batshit crazy.”

He smirks and murmurs, “Insane in the membrane.”

“Mad as a March hare.” I giggle.

He chuckles. “One flew over the cuckoo’s nest.” We both burst into fits of laughter, so hard it shakes the bed.

My heart swells.

This is exactly how Tina and I joke. We can’t seem to stop. The both of us fight hilariously to get the last word in and usually take a huge detour from what we started talking about. I can’t seem to remove the idiotic smile on my face, but am slightly appeased when I see Cole wearing an identical idiotic smile.

God, we’re dorks!

Still smiling, I ask, “Where were we?”

Cole squints and looks up as if thinking, then flips me fast as lightning onto my back. He lowers his face and kisses me slowly and meaningfully. He lifts his face, his expression serious. “I know sex is out of the question tonight. I wouldn’t even ask for it, babe. But there is something I want to do so badly that I think I might just die if you don’t let me.”

My stomach flips.

My serious expression matches his. “What exactly would that be?” I ask cautiously.

He kisses me again. Against my lips he murmurs, “I want to taste you.”

My stomach drops. Right out of my vagina.

With wide eyes, I choke out, “Okay.”

What the fecking feck?

I mentally argue with myself.

Good me: I just agreed to let Cole do that? We don’t even know each other!

Horny me: Oh, shut your pie hole! A super hottie hot guy wants to give you some serious pleasure! What’s the problem?

Good me: Hmmm. I’m not sure, brain. Hold on. It’ll come to me. Nope. No problem!

Toot toot!

Horny me: Hooray! We miss this!

Oh, we totally did. I haven’t been with anyone since Ghost. That was an age ago. It led to me believing I was pregnant with Ghost’s child, setting up a doctor’s appointment and finding out I have PCOS which is the abbreviated term for Polycystic Ovary Syndrome. It basically means I have cysts on my ovaries and uterus. My period was always irregular and I only went on the pill two years ago to regulate it. Even after a year of taking the pill my period didn’t normalize. I would only get spotting once every five to six months. Which I thought was awesome.