The Space In Between(53)

Her blue eyes blinked and I watched them reappear. “I know people have told me that I need time. Time to heal. I need space to find my way. But what they don’t know is I have found my way. I was led to you during my lowest form of Chaos. I found my Order. I found you. Cooper, I love you.”
Our next kiss was the best kiss we had ever shared. It was as if our lips were destined to be together forever and always. I pulled back and smiled towards her. “I love you, too.”
I laid her on the bed and stood over her. She was wearing a light blue button-down shirt and tight blue jeans, f*cking stunning. I started with the top button and worked my way down. She was patiently waiting with her arms to her sides, and I took my time. We weren’t in any hurry. We were going to enjoy this moment together, making love for the first time with one another.
Before when we had sex, it was a way of forgetting. Of getting lost, of letting go of reality, and finding a single moment when we could shut off our brains from overthinking. But now… now we did it for us. Just the two of us. No one else.
I bent down and kissed her stomach with gentle pecks. She lifted my arms and pulled my shirt over my head. Her fingertips ran across my chest as she pulled me closer to her. I began kissing her neck, running my tongue across the same spot, massaging her skin with my mouth, sucking lightly, moving down to her collarbones. I continued to explore her body. She moaned my name, begging for me, but I was the one addicted.
“Cooper…” she sighed as I curved my tongue to outline her bra. Sliding my hand behind her back, I unhooked the bra and slid it off her body. Her breasts were so perfect, and I was happy to glide my mouth over her hardened nipples. Her whimpers pleading for more of me turned me on so f*cking much. She unzipped my jeans and slid them off, allowing her hands to travel into my boxers before she slid them to the ground. For a moment I just lay there.
“Mmm…Andie…” I whispered as my lips explored her breasts a moment longer before I covered her mouth with mine. I kissed her hard, and she kissed back harder. Deeper. She parted my lips and allowed our tongues to get to know one another on a deeper level. I loved her kisses. I loved her so f*cking much.
We didn’t leave the hotel room. We stayed wrapped in each other’s arms. I never could have dreamt of the beautiful moment we had shared with one another. That night, we stayed up, learning more about one another. Finding out more details about our drives in life. Our passions. I asked her everything I could think to ask about her life. And she asked me the same. Her mind brought out the best memories, and she would start laughing as she shared them with me. I wanted to know everything about Andrea Mae Evans, and I was so thankful she took me there.
She didn’t put her clothes back on. Instead she wore one of my white t-shirts that swallowed up her small frame, yet somehow it appeared to be a damned perfect fit in my mind. She picked up my camera and started taking pictures of me. I felt uncomfortable because being behind the camera was where I belonged.
“Tell me what you like about me,” she grinned, holding the camera up and snapping away. I hesitated, rolling my eyes, knowing how this game ended the last time. “Don’t worry. I’m not freaking out this time.” Her smile pulled me in, she looked so sexy in my t-shirt.
My hands wrapped around her waist and I lowered her down to the bed. Straddling her, I smiled, allowing her to keep taking photos of me. Then I took the camera away, sitting it next to us, and stared at her. “Alright…but I’m warning you, if you panic, I’ll hold you down forever.” I cautioned. She smirked wider, wiggling her nose.
“And that’s supposed to be punishment? Come on, we don’t have all night.”
I brushed my fingers up and down her neck, watching her relax into the bed. “I can’t say what I like about you, but I’ll tell you a few things. When you were seven, Eric broke a lamp, but you took the blame for it—afraid that he wouldn’t get to go to his baseball game, where you cheered the loudest. When you were eight, you lost a tooth and buried it in the backyard so a weird creep wouldn’t walk in on you at night.
“When you were thirteen, you cried because you thought someone kidnapped Oscar the cat…Sorry about that one.” Her lips curved up even more, and I felt everything inside of me fall even deeper for her. “And today you’re twenty-two, wearing my t-shirt, your body under mine, looking up at me. And your eyes lock with mine in such a sexy way that it makes me want to rip off your shirt and just lay with you naked. It’s not even that I want to have sex with you. I just want to f*cking lay with you.”
Her eyes started to glass over with water and I shook my head. “So I’m sorry, I can’t say what I like about you. Because it stopped being ‘like’ a long time ago for me. I stopped liking you at age nine and fell in love with you at nine-in-a-half.”
I watched as a small gasp released from her lips. She wrapped her hands around my torso, pulling me down to rest my mouth against hers. “Thank you,” she murmured.
Picking up the camera, I started taking her photos. The light in her eyes right then and there had to be captured. It was the most beautiful thing I’d even witnessed. It was the best feeling, taking her picture; at least I thought that until she started taking photos of the both of us together.
Best f*cking night of my life.



Chapter Thirty-Five

I OPENED MY eyes to the sunlight shining. It was the first good night sleep I’d had in quite some time. Turning to my left, I noticed a body was missing and had been replaced with a note.