Saving You (Love Wanted In Texas Book 2)(48)

I nodded my head and sat down on one of the barstools we had at the kitchen island. “Do you remember the time we got grounded for talking Will into flying off the barn?”

Libby’s eyes met mine. She smiled so big it caused me to laugh. “I remember the time you talked me into talking my brother into soaring through the air.” She shook her head. “Poor, Will. He broke his arm and we were all so afraid to tell my mom.”

I watched as Libby moved across the kitchen. My heart began to beat stronger in my chest. She’s mine. She’s finally mine.

Taking in a breath, I slowly let it out. “Do you know what I remember most about that time?”

She continued to cut up the watermelon and put it into a bowl for us. “Will threatening to hurt you every single time he saw you?”

I chuckled. “Nah, that was funny though. I bet if we brought it up to him he’d still be pissed.” Libby giggled and nodded her head. “I remember sneaking out and coming to your house in the middle of the night. Tapping on your bedroom window and sitting under the stars, talking for hours.”

Libby stared into my eyes, smiling softly. “I remember that too. I used to lay in bed and pray so hard you would be there that night. Then, I’d hear you tap on my window and I would get giddy at the idea of sitting next to you on the roof. I remember if your body brushed against mine, I would get the silliest feelings in my stomach.” She looked down and then back at me. “I still do.”

Pushing the stool back, I walked over to Libby. Placing my hands in her hair, I pulled her head back and pressed my lips to hers. The kiss was passionate—filled with love, as we kissed each other like we hadn’t seen each other in days. I pulled back some and whispered against her lips. “I loved you then, Libby.”

Closing her eyes she barely spoke, “Never stop loving me, Luke.”

“Never,” I whispered as I picked her up and set her on the counter. I was about to take things further when the front door opened. Closing my eyes, I said, “Shit.”

Libby laughed and leaned over and kissed my lips. “If you were about to do what I think you were, we can sneak down here later tonight and you can make it up to me!”

I picked up her hand and kissed it. “I love you.”

Biting on her lip, Libby whispered back, “I love you more, Luke.”

“Never,” I said as I shook my head and helped her back down. Grace walked into the kitchen and glanced over at us. “What’s up, bitches?”

Snapping my head over to Grace, I looked at her. She opened the refrigerator and grabbed a Diet Coke. “I have a huge test to study for. Y’all want to grab some dinner later?”

I could tell Libby was having a hard time holding back her laughter. She always was the weak one on the team when it came to keeping a straight face. “Sure. We can grab something if you want.”

Grace looked at me and tilted her face. “Why are you looking at me that way?”

I shrugged. “Because you’re beautiful, and I’m lucky to have you as a sister?”

Grace’s mouth dropped open. “Oh God. Y’all are pregnant and need me to be there when you tell Mom. I knew it. The way you two go at it like rabbits. I admit I thought this was going to be Alex and Will, but I’m not surprised. Mom and Dad are going to be pissed. Dude, wrap the stick!”

Libby and I just stood there stunned. Finally, Libby spoke. “I’m not pregnant, Grace.”

“Why does everyone keep telling me to wrap my stick? I wrap my damn stick!”

Grace took a step back. “Oh. Sorry.” Turning on her heels, she headed into the living room and then up the stairs. I turned to Libby. “Shit, all these people talking about you being pregnant is starting to freak me out!”

Libby laughed. “You know I’m on the pill, Luke, so stop freaking out.”

Turning, I looked at her. For one brief moment, I wanted to sink my dick inside her and feel what she would feel like without a condom on. Raising her eyebrow she looked at me with a knowing look.

“Wrap the stick, baby,” she said with a wicked grin.

I was about to suggest the one thing I swore I would never do, when Grace screamed out. “Luke! You son-of-a-bitch!”

Libby’s hands went up to her mouth as I smiled bigger. “I guess Grace had to go potty!”



WALKING OUT OF the library, I stopped dead in my tracks. Libby was standing there talking to Zach. The smile on her face as she talked to him caused knots in my stomach. Why the f*ck is she talking to him? Had he contacted her again?

Libby and I both had classes in the science building and would meet here every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday before going to lunch. I began walking toward them. As I got closer, Libby threw her head back and laughed. I balled my fist and tried to stay calm, even though I wanted to pound Zach’s face into the ground.

Libby looked up and smiled bigger when she saw me walking up. I attempted to smile, but I was sure it came across as fake. Her smile lessened some as I came up and stopped. Glancing over to Zach, I looked at him and then back to Libby. “What’s going on?”

Libby shook her head slightly. She obviously could tell I was pissed. “Um, nothing I ran into Zach and he was telling me about his hunting trip with his father last weekend. Their Jeep got stuck in the mud and …”