Unbreakable(36)

“Thank you so much,” I say softly, kissing his cheek. “From the bottom of my heart. It means so much to me.”

“Always, Em.” He stands and hands me a bottle of wine and two glasses before reaching out to flip a switch on the side of the house. Twinkling lights softly illuminate the backyard.

“Take these to the tent, would you? I’ll clean up our dishes and meet you there.”

“Okay.” My heart beats faster at the thought of being alone with him. Just me and Will, wine, and a tent in the darkness.

He bends down and gives me a soft kiss. “I’ll shut this light off once you’re inside. And don’t worry, there’s no spiders in there. I promise.”

After he goes into the house, I unzip the tent and turn on the little lantern. The floor of the tent is so thick with blankets and comforters that it feels like I’m walking on a cloud. I won’t need to worry about a rock or stray stick digging into my back.

I hear the sliding glass door close a few minutes later and then the soft sound of Will’s footsteps as he walks through the yard. I’ve been waiting for this all day, and it’s finally here.

A slow smile spreads across his face as he unzips the tent and climbs inside. He dims the lantern and takes a seat next to me. I hand him the glass of wine I’ve poured and notice my hands are shaking.

“Hey. You’re trembling, Sunshine.” He strokes a hand down my cheek. “Everything okay?”

“Right now, everything’s perfect,” I say softly, reaching up to touch the dark blonde stubble grazing his jaw. He leans in to kiss me, and I slide my arms around his neck.

Losing myself in Will’s kisses is easy. Though I can’t shake the feeling that things will never be this perfect again, tonight’s not a night for holding back. I’m going to enjoy every second I have with Will.

Worrying will have to wait.





Chapter Sixteen





WILL




Emmy breaks our kiss and looks up at me with those beautiful green eyes. I’m worried, because despite her saying things are fine, she’s still trembling in my arms.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” I tell her, taking her hands in mine. “Like I said before, there isn’t any going back.”

I fight to keep my expression neutral, because I haven’t been able to think about much else besides this moment all damn day. I’m afraid it’s slipping away right before my eyes, and it’s going to cut me so damn deep if she’s changed her mind.

Emmy reaches out and places her palm against my cheek. “No. You’re all I want,” she says, her voice soft. “I’m just excited and a little nervous, that’s all.”

“We can still take it slow if that’s what you need. I’ll do anything you want me to, Em. Anything.”

I mean it, too. I’d do all that shit dudes sing about in those cheesy love songs. Climb the highest mountain. Swim the deepest sea. Whatever the f*ck those guys go on about, that’s what I’d do for her right now.

“I don’t want to go slow anymore.”

Emmy goes to her knees and pulls her t-shirt over her head, revealing a lacy purple bra. She keeps her eyes on my face as she unbuttons her jean shorts and slides them down her legs. The matching purple bottoms she’s wearing tie at the sides, and the dainty little bows rest along the gentle curve of her hips.

I draw in a ragged breath as she finishes her little striptease. I can’t do anything but stare at her right now, because she’s that damn beautiful. Inside and out, she’s radiant. She’s always been the bright light in my darkness.

Emmy Sullinger is the only girl I’ve ever really wanted. I’ve had girlfriends before and slept with other women, but I’ve never had this kind of longing for another person before. The desire to be with her like this, after we’ve connected on every other level two people could connect, is the missing piece of the puzzle I’ve been searching for the past three years. It’s finally right here in front of me, and I can fit it into place.

It’s almost too much for me to process fully. Soon, I’m the one shaking as I pull her against my body. I can’t bear another second of distance between us.

Emmy sighs softly as our mouths meet, and our kisses quickly become desperate and full of a type of urgency that I’ve never experienced before. They’re not the soft, sweet kisses I thought we’d find together, but our desire is simply too strong to consider slowing down.

I ease her back onto the pile of blankets and fight to regain some of my control, but it’s not easy. The girl of my dreams is running her fingers through my hair, down my arms, and making the sweetest little gasps of pleasure.

I slide my hand down her hip and tug gently on one of the delicate little bows to untie it. Emmy stills in my arms as I do the same to the other side.

“Will, wait.”

I freeze, genuine fear stealing over me that I’ve gone too far, too fast. “What do you need, sweetheart?”

“I need you to get undressed, too.”

Stifling my sigh of relief, I sit up and tug my t-shirt over my head before tossing it to the side of the tent. I get to my knees and undo the button and zipper of my jeans, yanking them off quickly. As much as I appreciated watching her slowly strip off her clothes, my patience is too far gone to do anything but get as naked as I can, as fast as possible.