Saving You (Love Wanted In Texas Book 2)(10)

“Do you have any idea what you do to me, Libby?” Pressing my lips against hers, I kissed her fast and hard. She wouldn’t open her mouth to me so I began walking her backward until she was back up against my truck. In that instant her hands went into my hair and she opened up to me. We kissed like we couldn’t get enough of each other. Our tongues danced in an endless motion with each other as we let ourselves get lost in the kiss. I pressed my hard dick into her stomach as she let out a moan that moved through my entire body. My hands went to her face as I started to slow the kiss down. When I pulled my lips away, I rested my forehead against Libby’s.

My breathing was erratic as I tried to settle the confusing feelings running through my veins. “You. Drive. Me. Crazy,” I whispered as I kept my eyes closed. I could hear her breathing heavy. I took a deep breath in. She smelled like heaven. I wasn’t sure if that was just Libby or if she had perfume on. She had always smelled like a field of bluebonnets. Sweet and innocent.

Libby placed her hands on my chest as we just stood there. I was too afraid to open my eyes and look into her eyes. I knew what I had done was not fair to either of us.

Taking in a deep breath, Libby whispered, “Luke.”

Swallowing hard, I opened my eyes and took a step back. I shook my head and looked away. “I’m sorry, Libby. I’m so sorry I kissed you. It was a mistake.”

Shaking her head she looked into my eyes. “Why?” Her eyes filled with tears. “Luke …”

I took another step away. “Can’t you see, Libby? All I do is hurt you.”

She walked toward me. “Because you keep pushing me away. Stop pushing me away.”

Libby’s phone began ringing with Will’s ringtone. “You better get it, Lib. You’ve been waiting for him to call.”

I turned and headed to my truck. One quick glance over toward Libby and she was getting back into her car. As she talked to Will on the phone, she wiped a tear away.

I slammed my head back against the seat of my truck. “What the f*ck is wrong with you, Johnson. Why do you keep hurting her?”

Libby began pulling out of the parking lot as I slowly pulled out and began following her. An hour later she turned and headed toward her dorm. I wanted to follow her, but I knew if I did I would end up doing something more than kiss her. I wanted to make her mine. I didn’t deserve to make her mine. I didn’t deserve her love.



“HEY THERE, HANDSOME.”

I looked up from the book I was reading to see Abigail standing in front of me. Her brown hair was pulled up into a braided ponytail and a few pieces hung down to frame her face. She had on skinny jeans with a tight tan sweater that showed off her figure. Her green eyes were filled with lust as she looked at me. I smiled and gave her a quick nod. “Hey, Abigail. What’s up?”

She sat down next to me and winked as she ran her tongue along her top teeth. “Not much. What about you? I haven’t heard from you in a while.”

I leaned back in my chair and smiled bigger. “Been lonely, Abigail?”

She chuckled. “Never. I have been horny though, and you haven’t been calling.”

My smile faded slightly. “I’ve been busy. This year has been tough with the class load I took on. Trying to finish up school early.”

Abigail tilted her head and looked at me. “Why?”

Shrugging my shoulders, I said, “I don’t know. Ready to get back home and help my father and uncle run the ranch I guess.”

Abigail leaned forward, allowing her breasts to rest on the table. I got a clear shot of her cleavage, but my body didn’t react like it had in the past. “I bet you look hot in those Wrangler jeans, tight white T-shirt and cowboy boots.” She closed her eyes and let out a moan. “Mmm … baby, I can practically feel you moving in and out of me. I’m so wet right now, Luke. If I slipped my hand into my panties, I’d come on the spot just daydreaming about you all sweaty and f*cking me against an old truck.”

Abigail had a way of getting what she wanted from me, and the only thing she ever wanted from me was sex. I leaned forward and gave her my panty-melting smile as I watched her squirm in her seat.

“You weren’t kidding when you said you’re horny.” She smiled bigger and raised her eyebrow as she pursed her lips. “Does Abigail need some relief?”

She slowly nodded her head. “Yes. She does. And the only person who can do that is you, Mr. Johnson.”

I let out a laugh as I leaned back. My smile faded instantly. It was as if I felt her before I saw her. Turning, I saw Libby standing there. I pushed my chair back and stood. “Lib, what’s up?”

I watched as her eyes traveled down my body and I instantly adjusted my somewhat hard dick. She looked back up and all I saw was hurt. Again. Libby slowly looked to Abigail. Abigail smiled a fake-ass smile as she leaned back in her chair and began playing with her braid. I peeked over at Libby as she smiled weakly at Abigail before turning back to me.

Libby stood up a little taller and cleared her throat. “My car won’t start and I can’t get a hold of Will. I wouldn’t normally bug you about this, but I saw you and well …” Looking back at Abigail, Libby’s voice cracked. “If I’m interrupting something though.” Abigail started to say yes, but I cut her off.

“No, Abigail and I were just catching up.”