Bună dimineața, prieteni dragi!! O să răresc un pic postările pe blog în perioada următoare, intru în sesiune și… am de învățat :(( this is just a really bad dream 😦 Când am terminat facultatea… știam că n-am terminat cu învățatul… știam că va urma și master și altele… dar după un an de pauză, totul pare mai greu decât știam că e… Eh, măcar sunt încă obișnuită să fac nopți albe :)) O să am mai puțin timp de citit și voi posta mai răruț, dar voi fi tot aici 🙂
So, let’s do this!
Vă mai aduceți aminte de seria „Wait for you” de J. Lynn?! Este una din seriile mele preferate și în sfârșit, am reușit să termin de citit tot ce a fost deja publicat. Aici veți regăsi titlurile ce fac parte din această serie, dar și ce cărți vor mai apare.
„Believe in Me” este povestea lui Ollie și Britt sau mai degrabă, începutul relației lor, o singură noapte, scrisă din punctul de vedere al lui Ollie. Câteva pagini, nu suficiente, vă spun eu pentru că mie într-adevăr mi-a plăcut de Senor Fucktard :))
Povestioara se găsește în volumul „Fifty first times”, o antologie de 19 povești, scrise de autori diferiți, cu și despre prima noapte de dragoste.
„IF THERE WAS ever a manual—something like Picking up Girls for Dumbasses—I could edit slash ghostwrite that mammoth tome in a nanosecond. Ever since I was twelve years old, I had a knack for obtaining company of the feminine kind. Hell.
When I died, my tombstone would read something like: Here lies Oliver (Ollie) Ryan. He sure got a lot of play in his charmed life.
And I didn’t discriminate.
White and every shade of skin tone in-between.
Curvalicious and then some or skinny as a sheet of paper, it didn’t matter.
I just loved females and they loved me.
All except for one girl.”
Yup, cuceritorului Ollie, o singură fată nu-i căzuse la picioare până acum. Frumoasa și simpatica prietenă a lui Avery, iubita colegului său de apartament. Iar atunci când termină facultatea și se mută din oraș pentru a urma cursurile școlii de medicină, regretul de a nu fi reușit s-o cucerească pe Britt îl bântuie. Singura fată ce i-a ținut piept cu strășnicie, ce i-a dat întotdeauna replică și n-a cedat avansurilor sale prostești.
„Brittany Simmons had never been a fan of my happy—and quite delectable—ass. My med school would be paid for if I had a buck for every time she rolled her eyes at me when I suggested we get to know each other better or walked away from me while I was in the middle of telling her something extremely important. Like how great we’d look together in my bed. That hadn’t gone over like I expected. When I’d said it to her at a party once, she’d looked like she’d been seconds away from punching me in my balls. And I liked my balls just the way they were, so I’d moved far, far away from her that night.”
„No conversation we had didn’t involve heavy innuendoes and end with some sort of insult being flung in my direction. Maybe I needed to buy her a turtle. That seemed to have worked for Cam. Then again, she’d probably throw the turtle in my face and that wouldn’t be fun, but she’d look hot doing it.”
Iar sărutul ei de la revedere încă îi arde obrazul.
She’d kissed my cheek, and fuck if my heart hadn’t lurched like something crazy in my chest. “Please take care of yourself,” she’d whispered, her lips brushing my cheek. … That had almost been two months ago, and that chaste, sweet little kiss on my cheek was the most action I’d seen in that time. It was like being a damn virgin again.
Două luni de când a plecat, două luni de când nu mai fusese la nicio petrecere și două luni de când nu se mai cuplase cu nicio altă fată. Așa că trebuia să rezolve problema rapid. Se întoarce în weekend pentru a-și vizita prietenii, dar, în același timp vrea să și-o scoată definitiv din cap pe Britt. Ori se culcă cu ea, ori îl refuză din nou. Oricare din variante era bună atâta timp cât se încheia totul.
„I needed all my functioning brain cells, because I had to talk to Brit. Needed to know if there was something between us after a year’s worth of flirting and smack talk. If there was, then damn if we didn’t need to act on it, so I could get her the hell out of my head. And if there wasn’t, then at least I had my answer and I could get her the hell out of my head. The whole point of tonight was to get back to normal, and normal for me wasn’t lusting after any one girl in particular, especially one who’d only kissed my cheek for shit’s sake.”
Ajunge la fix pentru o petrecere la care erau toți prietenii săi: Cam, Avery, Jase, Teresa, dar rămâne în mașină, gândindu-se la Britt și făcându-și curaj să intre și să facă ceea ce-și propusese. Însă, o bătaie în geam îl trezește din reverie… Fix Brittany. Just Great! Și era mai sexy decât și-o aducea aminte. După o scurtă discuție, cad de acord să intre la petrecere, dar să plece cât mai repede. Aveau să-și petreacă o noapte împreună. Britt, în sfârșit fusese de acord! Yey Ollie! Deh, fata ți-a zis… ai făcut mereu numai insinuări, niciodată n-ai întrebat-o pur și simplu. Ți s-a îndeplinit dorința acum și vei reuși să ți-o scoți din sistem. Sau… te vei adânci mai mult în mirajul Britt :))
There was something about kissing her that felt like it was the first time and sure as hell wasn’t the first time, but it felt right in a way that made me want to get away from her as fast as possible and somehow get even closer.
I’ve never been big on kissing, Brit. What’s the point in it? But with you, I could fucking kiss you all night long. And throughout tomorrow, too.” To prove my point, I lowered my head and caught her lips. “I could kiss you all weekend.”
In the dim light, her eyes searched mine as they filled with keen wariness. “And how many girls have you’ve said that to?” I rested my forehead against hers. “None. Hand to God, I’ve never said that to another girl.” Her hands drifted back down to my chest and flattened there. I expected her to push me away then, but she didn’t. “Why me?” she asked. “Why now?”
And this is how the fun begins :))
„I missed you more than Cam and Jase. And I don’t really know why. But I miss your smart mouth. I miss how you never give into me. I miss looking forward to seeing you. And when I leave on Sunday, I know I’m going to miss you even more now that I know how you taste and feel.”
Va fi o singură noapte de ajuns pentru a termina povestea?! Va fi o partidă de sex de ajuns pentru a putea să meargă mai departe și să revină la cine fusese înainte de acel simplu sărut pe obraz?!
„You’re a romantic at heart, Ollie. I never would’ve guessed that,” she said finally, and my brain actually cringed. “I always knew you were smarter than you acted.” Her lashes lowered as she trailed her hands to my lower stomach. I always knew there was more to you than partying and getting laid.”
That made Brit probably the only person alive, besides my parents and baby bro, to know that. “And I’m not saying the partying and the joking around is an act. I know it’s not,” she said, lifting her gaze. “You’re just a laid-back guy who wants to have fun. I’ve always liked that about you, but I . . .”
My heart was pounding like I was running the bleachers. “But what?”
“But I like this side of you better,” she whispered, her eyes searching mine again. “I just wish I’d seen it sooner.”
“Me too,” I admitted, voice oddly thick as I smoothed a strand of hair back behind her ear. “Is it too late?”I don’t know what Brit was thinking in that moment as she stared at me in the silence, but my chest exploded with her next words.
“We have tonight, don’t we?”
WE HAVE TONIGHT.
That could mean only one thing—a thing I could so get behind.
It was finally going to happen.
I was like a fifteen-year-old boy about to see boobs for the first time.
Hell, to want something as badly as I’ve wanted this for so long, it was like taking every Christmas Eve as a child and rolling them into one.
So I was rattled.
Off my game.
Hmm… probabil că bănuiți deja că nu 🙂 Se pare că până și pentru băieții de genul lui Ollie există o fată care să-i pună capac :))
„What kind of conclusion?”
“Oh, I don’t know. That this one night is going to lead to an epic romance.” She turned to me, walking backward. “I know that’s not what you’re really about. And I’m okay with that. I mean, I’d be okay with (…) ” Anyway, I’m okay with this. I want to know if you have a reason to be so cocky,” she teased.
Oh, I had a reason, but for some asinine purpose, I wanted to ask her why she didn’t think I was into relationships. Which was stupid, because my track record showed why. I shouldn’t care that she wasn’t going into this expecting anything other than great sex, but I kind of did.
I chuckled as she wobbled away, but the amusement quickly vanished once I was in my car, behind hers, and I was driving the short distance to campus.
Hell. I was nervous. I hadn’t been nervous since I lost my virginity and even then I’d just been too damn excited to get really anxious. Oh, but I was sweating now. Ridiculous.
I can turn on the TV.” She toed off her flats and started for the desk. “Or some music. We can—”
I caught her hand, drawing her to a stop.
She opened her mouth and then snapped it shut.
“Yeah. Kind of.”
My heart did a weird flip.
“So am I.”
Her brows rose.
I laughed at her question.
“Why is that such a surprise?”
“Well, you’re . . . you have a lot of experience at this.”
She toed with the edge of her dress with her free hand. “Not that I don’t, but you’re always so confident.”
“So are you,”
I pointed out, but relieved I wasn’t the only one who felt out of my element.
“This is different though.”
Our gazes collided and held.
“Yeah, it is.”
Și yup again… Ollie devine cu adevărat ridicol :)) Unde-i băiatul care vroia să-i pună lesă lui Raphael?! Sau care de câte ori se îmbăta scotea broscuța din habitat și îi dădea drumul pe ușă, gen „zboară, puiule, zboară”?! :))
„I thought you’d be more of a wham-bam kind of guy.” Her cheeks flushed bright red when I arched a brow. “I mean, not that it would be bad. I’m sure it would be really great—”
“It will be really fucking awesome.”
“Okay. It will be really fucking awesome, but I’m surprised you’re going slow.”
So was I. It was a change a pace for me. I never took it slow before. “I want to make this last.” And that was the truth. I placed my hands on her shoulders. “There’s not a single part of you I want to miss.”
At my first look at her completely bare to me, something fluttered in my stomach. Holy shit, was that the proverbial butterflies? I’d never believed in them, but something felt like it was trying to wing its way out of my stomach.
All of this was to get her out of my system, but deep down, I knew I’d be fucked if I really believed this would work, because now her taste, her scent, and her breathy moans would forever be imbedded in my system, smacked with a label “mine” and filed away.
Câteva atingeri, săruturi și totul deja începe să se schimbe pentru Ollie. Britt probabil întotdeauna a vrut mai mult din partea lui, nu să fie doar o alta pe lista lui interminabilă, dar acum că-l revedea, era hotărâtă să accepte chiar și doar o noapte. Numai că niciunul nu s-a gândit că o noapte nu va însemna sfârșitul, ci începutul.
„That doesn’t sound like you.”
“I’m not me when I’m around you.” Yeah, that made absolutely no sense. “I mean, maybe I am me when I’m around you.”
A smile pulled at her lips. “Oliver Ryan,” she said, and holy Christ cookies, I almost came hearing her same my full name. “I think you might actually like me.”
“I do.” Surprise flickered across her face. A moment passed.
“I like you too,” she whispered. “I like you a lot.”
There was a strange swelling in my chest. As I stared into those warm eyes, I knew suddenly this wasn’t just a challenge. Nothing about being her with her was a simple as getting in and get ting off. There was no getting her out of my system. This wasn’t that. My heart rate kicked into cardiac territory. Was I having a heart attack? I had no idea what to do with the feeling. I froze at the unexpected feeling in my chest.
„So let’s just get that straight, but back to the other part. You really like me.”
She shook her head. “I don’t understand why.”
“Are you crazy? Wait. Don’t answer that. You are a little crazy, and I like it. You’re a smartass. You’re funny as hell. You don’t take shit from anyone, espe cially me. You’re smart.” I blew out a breath. “You’re absolutely beautiful to me and you always saw more than anyone else when you looked at me. So yeah, I like you. I really like you. And when you said you wanted to see me again, that you didn’t want this to be a one night thing, well, you know how that affected me. It ended up all over you hand. I want . . . I want to do things right with you. I want this.”
I groaned when she shifted, pressing that sweet ass down. “I really want this with you, but I want it to be different. I want to go out with you—take you on a date, the movies, dinner —anything. I don’t want us to start this out hooking up.”
“What is this?” she asked, her thumbs running up and down the insides of my wrists.
“I don’t know.” I rested my forehead on hers.
“A relationship? Yeah, that sounds about right. Me. You. Doing the . . .”
“Boyfriend and girlfriend thing?”
“Yeah, that thing.” My face heated, and I wanted to kick myself.
“Thanks for pointing that out,” I said dryly.
Dar cum suntem în secolul 21 și nici Britt nu era genul timid de fată, au luat-o un pic invers și deși, Ollie, spusese că nu mai vrea să se culce cu ea din prima pentru că-și dorește ca totul să fie făcut în ordinea firească, normal că a cedat și el. Duah. :))
„A smile was permanently etched on my face, and I knew it was the kind of smile Cam wore whenever he was around Avery. I finally got what it meant and why.”
Și poate până la urmă îi va cumpăra și broscuța țestoasă. 😛
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