“I’m sorry,” I apologize, because I really have nothing else I could say.

“Don’t be, I’m sure she’s in a great place. I’ve never regretted my decision, but I just want to keep her with me somehow.” He stops us to sit on a bench. After I take my seat, he follows suit. “So, the perfume isn’t to remind me of Zoey, I swear, Kailey,” he turns to me and his brown eyes are filled with relief.

“I understand. That’s why you come here, the sense of smell is very powerful,” I say, remembering when I stepped out of the car.

“Only in the spring,” he says. Then he wraps his arms around my shoulders. “Thank you for understanding.” He pulls my head down to his chest and lightly places his lips to the top a few times.

A few minutes go by, Trey holds me close and his heart slows to an even pace. I pick my head up and kiss his neck, committing the smell of Trey to my memory because I never want to forget this moment with Trey, the moment that we gave each other our love. We may not have said it out loud, but our hearts intertwined together on this bench today.

Chapter 10

Trey

The relief I feel at Kailey accepting my past is liberating as we walk hand in hand back to my car. I realize now I probably had no reason to worry about Kailey accepting my carelessness as a teenager, or that she wouldn’t understand my decisions. Family is at the forefront in Kailey’s life, so my worry that she might not fully understand how someone could give away a child that was a part of them was merited. I meant what I said; I’ve never regretted my decision. I may miss her and wonder what my life would be like if I had decided to keep her, but the same answer always resonate back; she’s in better hands with the family we chose. I reassure myself every day that she’s with parents who love her just as much as I do.

We pull into the driveway, and I sigh seeing all the same cars still lining it. Jackass Rob’s Mustang is parked in the driveway alongside Dex’s truck. “Would you rather go to my place?” Kailey squeezes my hand to gain my attention.

“Nah, they’ll eventually leave for the bar.” I climb out of the car to walk around to her side just as the dipshits file out of the house.

“Let’s go, Michaels, party over at Kipernick’s. Last one before graduation,” Dex hollers, and then notices Kailey getting out of the car. “Never mind,” he says with a smile on his face.

The other guys stare over and jokingly roll their eyes before climbing into Dex’s truck. “See you, jerkoff,” Rob calls over, and blatantly appraises Kailey. “Hell, if I had that hot piece, I might stay home too.” He chuckles and ducks into the back seat.

My fists automatically ball up at my sides, but Kailey calms my rage instantly by placing her hand on my forearm. I smile down at her and those green eyes show me everything I want. There’s no way I’m wasting an opportunity to have her in my bed. Scooping her up, I knock the car door shut with my ass.

She laughs and wraps her arms around my neck. I claim her lips as I walk us to the door. Just as I’m fiddling with the doorknob, her tongue swipes across my neck and sucks my earlobe into her warm mouth. The door swings open, and I’m about to step through the doorway when her body freezes in my arms. Pulling back, I question her abrupt stop and her eyes shift to the right to direction me. Following her line of vision, I notice Bridgette standing in her lawn staring at us with a look of disgust across her face. I give her a quick nod of my head to acknowledge her, and she just stands there, like a fucking lawn ornament. Then Dex’s truck backs up and stops by her. She hops in and flips me off through the window.

Kailey tenses in my arms, her eyes focused on the truck pulling away. “Don’t worry about her,” I say softly, hoping she’ll take my advice and let us enjoy this night. We’ve gotten this far, and there’s no way I’m allowing Bridgette to stop us.

“Trey?” I shake my head, not putting her down on the ground, thinking here we go; the moment between us is finished.

“Yeah,” I murmur. “It wasn’t anything. It was—casual,” I admit, and she nods her head with obvious understanding of who I was and the girls I’ve had.

“Kailey.” Her eyes land on mine, and I don’t miss the disappointment that currently fills them. “I wish like hell I could somehow change the past and take every damn girl and stupid decision back. I wish I could go back and tell myself ‘there’s an amazing girl that’s waiting for you to find her, just hold on’. But I can’t. I promise you, though, you have me, there’s no one else.” Her lips begin to creep up slightly, and I take my opportunity to capture them, this time for good. Kicking the door shut behind us, I carry her up the stairs while her fingers massage the back of neck and my tongue searches for hers. Her moans have me even antsier to reach the security of my bedroom.

When I land on the top of the stairs, I vaguely sense a presence, but it’s not until Kailey giggles and stops kissing me that I realize Sadie’s there. She says, “Oh, don’t mind me, continue on.” She laughs, descending the stairs we just came up.

“Finally!” Brady chimes in following Sadie.

Ignoring both of them, we finally escape into my room, and I shut and lock the door before tossing her on the bed. She lightly bounces off the mattress, laughing the entire time. I double check the bathroom door and then climb on top of her. Slowly, I begin to kiss her neck, up the curve of her jawline, finally landing at her ear.

She whimpers and widens her legs for me to fit in between. As soon as my hardness finds her center, she encloses those long gorgeous legs around my torso to hold me close. Grinding myself against her fuels the fire as moans of pleasure escape her throat. Hell, I doubt I’ll hold on long between the grinding and the soundtrack of desire echoing within the walls. Rising up on my hands, I stare down at her, the most beautiful girl lying under me with expectations I worry I can’t fulfill. All the confidence that’s usually flowing out of me in this situation has vanished, and now I’m shaking with insecurity. She needs more of me than I’ve ever given. She deserves to be cherished and loved. I pray I’m able to show her just how much she means to me. My fingers find the buttons on her shirt. Popping the buttons, her purple lace bra begins to peek out, and I groan when my knuckles graze across her hard nipple. Her legs give out and collapse against the bed, as her head falls back into the soft mattress. Watching her eyes leisurely close, my lips descend on her collarbone and travel across her chest until they plant in the middle of her breasts. I reach behind her and unclasp the two hooks. At least, my shaking hands are able to maneuver that like a pro.

As leisurely as possible, I lift her shirt off and pull the bra straps down each arm, exposing a sight that’s occupied my dreams since the day I met her. Her smaller breasts with kiss size nipples are much too tempting. Wrapping my mouth over one pebble, I twirl my tongue, circling her nipple while my fingers pinch and play with her other. She arches her back, pushing her breast further into the wet, warmness of my mouth. When I withdraw from her breast, she whimpers, and I begin to travel down her stomach. That’s a good sign, right? Slowly kissing down her flat mid-section, my fingers find the button of her jeans and I pop it open. I place my teeth on the tip of the zipper and pull them down while my eyes seductively remain on hers.

“Trey,” she pleads.

“You’re so beautiful.” I slide my fingertips inside her jeans, and she squirms to help me discard them for her. The jeans flop onto the floor, and I trail kisses down one leg and up the other until I arrive back at her panties. Finding the matching purple silky fabric soaking wet, my finger teases her around the sides of her panties, feeling her trimmed pussy. “You’re so wet—so ready,” I whisper, and her hands run across my scalp again. Resting my chin at the top of her panty line, I stare up at her, and she peers down at me. The pull toward each other is so strong in this moment the doubt I can give her loving and caressing instead of hard fucking vanishes from every fiber of me and only leaving love.