Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 95340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Lizzy: Oh lord—is this going to be your new favorite topic of conversation?
Brodie: YUP.
Brodie: Do you blame me? I’ve been celibate my entire life.
Lizzy: Nope. I’m happy for you, man. Congrats!
Brodie: lol. There is bad news…
Lizzy: How can there be bad news, you came so loud and so many times!!!
Brodie: Uh… my roommates got an earful last night.
Lizzy: THAT IS NOT MY FAULT. I orgasmed like a lady!!! You’re the one who was making a ton of noise.
Brodie: I couldn’t help myself. And besides I’m naturally loud when I’m exercising and working out. Who knew I would be loud when I was fucking.
Lizzy: I’m exhausted and will probably take a nap today…
Brodie: Want to take a nap together?
Lizzy: NO!!!!!
Brodie: Why not?!
Lizzy: Because you’re going to want to have sex and I actually want to take a nap!
Brodie: I mean, if we accidentally have sex, I won’t stop you.
Lizzy: Trust me I won’t be the one trying to have sex…
Brodie: So you’re saying there’s a chance that we’ll have sex??
Lizzy: Is this all you’re going to want to do now? Bang??
Brodie: Hey. The floodgates are open. I’m sure eventually the novelty will wear off…. Eventually.
Lizzy: I mean—I’m not mad about it but my crotch is already so sore
Brodie: Is that a compliment?
Lizzy: Sure. That was a compliment.
Lizzy: Honestly, I have to say—you’re pretty good at it. The sex stuff, I mean, not that I’m surprised since you’re so good at oral.
Brodie: ANOTHER COMPLIMENT?!
Lizzy: Ha. Where’s MINE?!
Brodie: I thought your vagina was the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen when I was eating you out but having my dick inside of it? Next level.
Lizzy: AWWWWWWW you are SO SWEET <3
Brodie: Being inside you is like being inside of a sweet, hot, the most delicious place in the whole wide world and I never want to leave.
Lizzy: Stop, now you’re making me blush….
Brodie: Also. Was it weird this morning seeing the guys when you were trying to sneak out of the house?
Lizzy: I wasn’t SNEAKING out of the house but I would have loved to have not seen them when I was leaving. Looking Sully in the eye was too much, knowing how damn much noise you were making with all your moaning and groaning.
Brodie: Did my headboard hit the wall or was I imagining it?
Lizzy: Yes, that too.
Brodie: God that is so awesome. I’m a maniac in bed.
Lizzy: OMG listen to you….
Brodie: Everyone WAS listening to me. But hey—next time, let's try to keep it down. I'd hate for my landlord to evict us for violating the noise ordinance.
Lizzy: Maybe we should invest in some soundproofing... or at least some earmuffs for the neighbors!
Brodie: YOU’RE the neighbors.
Brodie: And it’s not like I haven’t had to listen to them fucking over the past few years. Do you have any idea how many sleepless nights I’ve had, trying to sleep with a pillow over my head when one of them has someone over?
Lizzy: Dozens?
Brodie: Yup. Dozens.
Lizzy: Well WELCOME TO THE CLUB.
Brodie: Hey Lizzy?
Lizzy: Yes?
Brodie: I really fucking like you
Lizzy: I know. And I really fucking like you, too.
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
LIZZY
“Thanks for walking me home from class.”
We’ve settled into a routine; we don’t leave for class at the same time but if we’re on campus, Brodie comes to the business building and waits outside for me so he can walk me home. And I will occasionally wait for him outside the locker room after his games, or practice.
He leans down and plants a kiss on my mouth, his warm lips a stark contrast to the cool air whipping around us.
My arm goes around his waist.
We walk, heading back to the house, ready to be alone since we haven’t technically had a proper sleepover in days.
He had an away game and was gone three days, and I had a mid-term I had to study for; then Bethany had a crisis with Jon and we had a girls’ night out to get her through it so yeah—I haven’t been alone with Brodie in days.
It feels like weeks.
Brodie is my new best friend and I can’t get enough of him.
“I love walking you home.” He looks down at me and plants another kiss on me—this time on the top of my head.
Walking me home isn’t the only thing he loves.
He loves cooking dinner with me, and the DIY projects I have him helping me with now that I’ve discovered the hardware store. He loves when I cheer him on during his games and the jersey my mom had made with his name and number on the back. He loves the matching pajama set I bought us.
We’re so damn cute when we both have them on. Jill says it makes her nauseous just looking at us.
“Know what I want to do?” I yawn.
It’s been the longest day and although it’s only four in the afternoon, I’m ready for those PJS I was talking about. I’m ready to get cozy and make myself a steaming hot tea and I’m ready to climb into my big, cozy bed.