The Promise (21 page)

I had every intention of speaking to Chase about Matt the second I saw him today, but after he’d heard my admission to Ana about our weekend, I just didn’t think about it again for the rest of the night.

We onl
y lasted another hour at the bar before we were on our way to Chase’s house. Needless to say, we were all over each other again.

I kno
w that this part of any relationship is extremely normal. I know that once you start having sex, there’s a period where it’s all you want to do and it’s impossible to keep your hands to yourself.

When I’d experienced it with Jack
, we were still teenagers and living with family so we had to be discreet. Things with Chase and I are completely different. With nothing and nobody to consider but us and what we want, we can’t even manage to make it into the house.

We pull
into the garage before Chase shuts the truck off.

F
or the briefest of moments, we stayed seated and just stare at one another, breathing heavily before tearing our seatbelts off and lunging at each other across the seat.

As
I climb across to him, he grabs me, pulling me onto his lap and pinning me between his hard body and the steering wheel. While thrusting his tongue into my mouth, he pushes the door of the truck open, lifting me out with him until I’m standing in front of him.

I wrap myself around him a
s he walks up to the side door to his kitchen, tearing his shirt off of him and tossing it somewhere behind me in his garage. I remove my t-shirt and bra just as quickly while he walks us straight towards the kitchen table, laying me there as we both start to tear at each other’s jeans.

I need his jeans off of him. Now!

As soon as we have our clothes off, he roughly pushes me back down on the table and thrusts himself into me with such animalistic force that I thought he might actually knock the air out of me.

“God
, Sophie! I’ve been thinking about fucking you all day, Baby,” he growls, which spurs me on as he firmly grips at one of my hips, while placing his other hand on my shoulder, driving into me even harder as he fills me completely.

“So have I,” I admit
, pulling his head down so he’ll kiss me again. His mouth goes slack and he groans as I take his bottom lip between my teeth. It turns him on even more as I very roughly grip his hair in my hand. I’ve learned quickly over the past few days that this gesture drives him wild.

Rising up,
he moves his hand away from my shoulder, placing it onto my other hip and pulling me towards him with such intensity that the table beneath us shifts, causing for something to drop to the ground with a heavy thud.

T
he table begins to creak with disapproval beneath us. Chase lifts me up and pushes into me while pressing me hard up against the edge of his kitchen counter, making something else knock over, this time into the sink.

I grip
onto the edge of the counter as he continues to drive into me mercilessly. His mouth is everywhere, moving from my lips to my neck and shoulder, nipping and sucking while bringing me to the edge.

“I can feel you
’re getting closer, Baby,” he pants into my neck, before moving his mouth to my breasts, taking a nipple into the grip of his teeth. “Look at me,” he orders and as I open my eyes, I see him raising his head and leaning to kiss me again. “Say it,” he whispers against my lips and I already know what he needs.

“I’m yours
, Chase,” I breathe.

“Show me
, Baby. Give me what’s mine,” he says while kissing me again, leaving his eyes open as he flicks his tongue against mine. “Go, Baby. Let me feel you come,” he orders, still watching me.

His words
drive me over the edge and I scream out his name in pure pleasure. I love the way he talks to me when we’re together like this and he knows it.

After a few more thrusts Chase let
s out a deep groan of desire before coming to a slow stop, his eyes raking over me as he bites down on his lip. Instead of pulling away, he stays buried inside of me while his breathing evens out.

As we ca
tch our breaths, he rests his forehead against mine and after another minute he searches my face with his eyes. “Sophie, I don’t think I’m ever gonna get enough of you, Baby.”

I smile
a little and gaze at his serious expression, running my hand over his chest before resting my forehead there. My hands come to a stop near the V of his perfectly sculpted abs. He has to be the most gorgeous man on the planet and he wants me just as bad as I want him. I still can’t believe everything that’s happening between us. “I feel the same way about you,” I say in a low whisper, almost as though I’m only speaking to myself.

His lips on my
neck break my thoughts as he whispers, “Good.”

S
tanding up straight while hugging me tightly against his chest, he pulls away from me and begins to laugh. “So … this is the inside of my house.”

I’ve
been here once before but didn’t come inside because we were late for a movie we’d planed to see. The only reason we’d come then is because he’d left his wallet behind.

He
had told me that we could stay here whenever I wanted, but since he’s already got a couple of things at my place and carries a work bag, it just seems easier to have him stay at my apartment.

I look around his house and
while it’s a really nice place, we’ve definitely managed to make a mess. Our shoes are scattered across the room along with our jeans, underwear and the rest of our clothing.

My bra has
somehow managed to land in the sink along with a bowl of fruit and a bottle of aspirin. The loud thud we’d heard while we were over the table is a chair and it seems to have hit hard against the kitchen table. We’d knocked it over onto its side and it’s lying over in the middle of the room.

T
he door leading out to the garage is still wide open, and looking out, I can see my shirt in a heap on the ground, Chase’s is strewn across the hood and his door stood open, dinging loudly.

Inside, my purse i
s strewn across the seat along with his jacket and its contents have spilled out everywhere. Well, at least he remembered to shut the garage.

“Wow, it’s nice,”
I say as I take in the destruction we’ve just created with a mischievous grin forming over my lips. “You should really think about cleaning up before you have company though.”

***

Once Chase and I go back to the bar to get Jack’s truck, we decide to head back over to my apartment.

I offer
ed to stay at his place but he agreed that it’s just easier for now to stay at mine because it’s closer to both of our jobs. Also, I don’t have any of my things with me here. Instead we’ve planned to stay at his house over the weekend so we can try to maintain some privacy now that we both want it more. I’m sure Ana and Drake will appreciate it, too.

As
we walk into the apartment, we see that they’re sprawled out on the couch watching some reality show Ana had recorded on our DVR. I laugh quietly to myself when I take in the bored that’s featured on Drake’s face.

“Hey,” he start
s, although is quickly shushed by an enthralled Ana. This makes me laugh a little harder. After a moment, she glances up at him.

“Sorry, Baby, they were doin
g eliminations. They sent Krystal home. Can you believe that shit?” she asks, looking completely horrified. He feigns shock and she smacks him, which causes them both to laugh with amusement. “Oh shut up, you jackass!”

When her eyes fi
nd mine, a shit eating grin spreads across her face and greets us in a teasing tone. “Hey, you guys.”

“Hey,” I say
, almost innocently as Chase waves and smiles before walking into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water for us.

“So
….” she starts and I know what’s coming so I roll my eyes at her.

Here it comes
.
I wonder how long she’ll think this is cute
.

“Whatcha been doing?” she giggle
s knowingly. Chase returns, hands me my water and then pulls me in close to his side, throwing his arm over my shoulder as he takes a long sip from his bottle.

“Well
, Ana, we sure as shit didn’t spend the last hour watching some lame ass reality show and we aren’t going to start now, either,” Chase laughs as I turn beet red again. “Come on, Baby.”

Befor
e I know what he’s doing, he bends down and picks me up bridal style before walking us over to my room. “Night, losers!” he calls back with a laugh as he kicks my door shut.

***

The rest of the week has flown by.

Chase
has stayed with me almost every night, although tonight we won’t be spending in each other’s company. I’m off but Ana works early shift in the morning so we decide to have a girls’ night in this evening.

W
e haven’t been seeing much of each other, so we decided to ditch the guys so we can catch up. Things are happening pretty fast with both of our new relationships which meant that we haven’t really had much time together to talk about everything.

We spend
the evening drinking margaritas, eating tacos, watching chick flicks and painting our toes while we talk about everything that’s going on in our lives. Cliché but there’s just something about having a quintessential girls’ night such as this one that’s exactly what we both need.

I’
ve missed nights like this with Ana and I’m grateful we’re able to find time to have it. Drake and Chase met us over at the bar that afternoon for a drink while Ana finished her shift before heading to Chase’s house to hang out and do whatever guys do when their girlfriends ditch them for the night.

I still have
n’t talked to Chase about leaving next week for Camden but know that I have to while I’m with him this weekend. I know I should’ve mentioned it by now but the conversation might turn out to be a not so pleasant one and to be honest, I’m really nervous about how it will go.

I’
ve tried to call Matt and let him know that I’ve decided to drive down with Ana on Tuesday as we’d initially planned, but I haven’t heard back from him yet. Hopefully I’ll hear from him soon so he won’t make the trip over here for nothing.

I finally head
to bed at almost three in the morning feeling completely and thoroughly sloshed.

It’
s weird not having Chase here with me. As I consider this I drift off to sleep, happy to know I’ll be spending another amazing weekend with him soon.

I kn
ow next week will be emotional, but I’m so glad to be taking this step. I can finally tell Chase everything about Jack and hop that we can move forward with our relationship.

I kn
ow without a doubt that I’m falling in love with Chase and he deserves to have all of me. I also know a big part of my heart will always belong to Jack.

He’
s the first man I’d given my heart to, my first lover, my first everything. I need to honor what we had together before I can tell Chase our story and give myself to him completely.

He deserves
to know everything but I know as patient as he’s been, he won’t wait around forever.

I’m not willing to do anything to ruin what’s happening between us. I’ve
been lucky enough to have found two amazing men in my life who have both stolen and cherished my heart like I’d never thought would be possible.

I’
ve already lost one. I’ll be damned if I risk losing the other.

***

Chase

Staying away from Sophie for one night really shouldn’t be this big a deal but it really
kinda sucks.

I know she needs
time with Ana so they can do all their girly shit or whatever and we’ve been texting a little off and on, but it’s not enough for me. I want her to a point that I know probably isn’t healthy but I really just don’t give a shit. I want Sophie with me
all the time
. Instead, I’m sitting on my couch and looking at Drake. He glances back over at me and shakes his head before moving his eyes back over to the TV. It makes me feel a little better to know that I’m not the only one hating each and every second of this.

“Wonder what
the girls are doing,” Drake says with no enthusiasm in his voice at all.

“We really are a couple of
losers, you know that man?” I huff and watch as his eyebrows raise.

“
I’m not a loser, Chase. Speak for yourself,” he says defensively.

“Whatever, man. Three months ago, we would be at the bar watching a game or at the beach doing something cool as
shit but now look at us. We’re sitting here, pouting like a couple of little bitches because our girlfriends wanted to paint each others’ toenails and talk about their periods and shit,” I shake my head as I drain the rest of my beer before continuing my bitching. “We aren’t doing anything, just eating pizza and looking at each other like idiots, saying dumb shit like ‘Oh I wonder what the girls are doing’,” Drake rolls his eyes and smirks at my piss poor impression of his voice.” Deny it all you want man, but you’re a fucking loser.”