Holding You (Love Wanted in Texas #3)

Holding You (Love Wanted in Texas #3) Page 63

Sitting up, I crossed my legs and laughed. “I know it doesn’t but I don’t know any other way to explain it. It burned like a bitch but once I got used to him, it felt heavenly.”

“Are you glad you waited?”

My smile faded. “Yes. There were a few times I didn’t think I was going to wait.”

Taylor chewed on her lower lip as she moved and sat on the bed. “I met someone.”

Sucking in a breath of air I said, “What? Taylor! Who is he? What’s his name?”

Giving me an innocent smile, she said, “He doesn’t even know I exist.”

Pinching my eyebrows together, I pulled my head back. “What do you mean?”

Shrugging her shoulders she cleared her throat. “His name is Jase. He’s in my English Lit class.”

Raising my eyebrows up, I smiled. “Really? This Jase, what does he look like?”

Closing her eyes and sighing, Taylor licked her lips and smiled big as she opened her eyes and looked at me. “Oh my gosh, Lauren. He looks like . . . like . . . like a Greek god.”

Slamming my hands over my mouth, I began hopping on the bed. Dropping my hands, I whispered, “Tell me all about him!”

Blushing, Taylor bit down on her lower lip and chewed on it. “Well, he’s smart, funny, and did I mention he looks like a Greek God?”

Snickering, I said, “Yes, you did mention that already. Have you talked to him?”

Dropping her smile, Taylor shook her head.

“What? Why, Tay?”

Wringing her hands, Taylor looked away and let out a nervous laugh. “Lauren, this guy is amazing. He hasn’t even looked twice at me. I mean, look at me.”

My mouth dropped open. “Taylor, you are beautiful. Inside and out. Any guy would consider himself lucky to even catch your eye.”

Rolling her eyes Taylor laughed. “There is this other girl. She’s in Italian with me. She speaks it really well and she flirts with Jase. Talks to him in Italian all the time and the stuff she says turns my stomach.”

Inching closer to the edge of my bed, I swung my feet around and looked into Lauren’s eyes. “Does he know what she’s saying?”

“No, he just smiles at her. The way he looks at her though is like he wants her.” Shrugging her shoulders again, she gave me a weak smile. “I’ve never been attracted to a guy like this before or had feelings like this. I’m sure it’s just a silly crush.”

My heart hurt for Taylor. She was beautiful. Her light-brown wavy hair was pulled up in a ponytail. Her green eyes glossed over with sadness. Reaching over, I motioned for Taylor to give me her hands.

“Taylor, please don’t ever sell yourself short or think you don’t deserve someone. This Jase guy, if he hasn’t noticed you yet, then fuck him. You don’t need the Greek god. There are other ones out there. He probably has a small dick anyway with a name like Jase.”

Taylor started laughing. “He probably does!”

My phone rang as I pulled it out and saw it was Colt. “Speaking of Greek gods—”

Taylor jumped up and headed into the bathroom. “I’m taking a quick shower.”

Smiling, I answered my phone. “Hey, baby.”

“Hey, sweetheart.”

My heart melted. The tenderness in Colt’s voice caused a pulling sensation in my lower stomach. “I miss you, Colt.”

“Damn, baby. I miss you, too.”

Swallowing hard, I nodded my head. Closing my eyes I pictured Colt lying on his bed in nothing but a pair of boxers.

“Where are you?” I asked in a husky voice.

“In my bedroom.”

I could hear his smile in the way he talked. “What are you wearing?”

There was a moment of silence before my phone beeped. Smiling, I pulled my phone back and saw I had a text from Colt. Putting him on speakerphone, I opened up the text and gasped. It was a picture of Colt lying in his bed . . . naked.

Good lord, his body was perfect. Licking my lips, I stared at the picture. I wondered if I could get it printed out and carry it around with me. Feeling sad . . . pull out Colt’s picture. Feeling angry . . . pull out Colt’s picture. Feeling horny . . . oh yes. Pull. Out. Colt’s. Picture.

“I’m saving this forever,” I whispered as I began biting on my thumb as I stared at it.

“Lauren?”

“Mmm?”

“Baby, will you take me off speakerphone now?”

Look at his abs. Oh my . . . it’s getting rather hot in here. What did Colt say?