Chapter 46 Thank God For A Good Vibrator
CHAPTER 46: THANK GOD FOR A GOOD VIbrATOR
LACEY - PRESENT
I t’s been three days, seven hours, and roughly twenty-two and a half minutes since Jace barged into my room and kissed me. I know this because I have literally thought of nothing else since it happened. Thank God for a good vibrator.
On Monday night, he called me from his uncle’s landline to let me know he had made it safely, but I haven’t heard from him since. I tried texting him a couple of times, but they never delivered.
Poppy left an hour ago to go to Logan’s for the night, so I’m home alone again. I consider reading, but the last thing I need is to be more horny, so instead I settle for an ice cream sundae and Romy and Michelle’s High School Reunion to distract me.
I’m halfway through the movie, but it’s no use. My whole body is buzzing from all the sugar I just consumed and I feel restless. I turn the TV off and fall back on my pillow. My phone begins to ring and when I look down I’m surprised to see it’s Jace and he’s FaceTiming me.
I quickly flick on the light and try my best to fix my hair. I swipe up and am instantly met with his panty melting smile. “Hi, pixie.”
“Hey. How’d you find service?”
“We had to run out to the store for Joe, so I don’t have long. I’m sitting in the parking lot waiting on Archie to buy some beer and finally have a little signal.”
“I’m glad you called. I didn’t realize Archie was there.”
“Yeah, he showed up yesterday. Him and Joe are miserable being around each other, so it’s been a lot of fun. Hence the need for beer.”
“Oh dang. Joe doesn’t have beer?”
“No, he has some homemade concoction that he claims is beer, but if I’m honest it didn’t look safe to drink.” I laugh. “It’s been an interesting couple of days.”
“How so?”
“Apparently a couple goats are missing, so he thinks BigFoot is living on his property. I’m exhausted and ready to come home.” He chuckles and leans back against the headrest of the driver’s seat.
“You should have made Tanner go with you. Don’t Archie and him go way back?”
“Yeah, Archie introduced us, but T had to work.”
“What exactly are y’all doing there?”
“He has an old barn on his land that needs to be torn down. Dad didn’t want him doing it by himself, so we got roped in to come and help him. How’s your week going?” he asks.
“Honestly, it could be better. Poppy’s gone again, so I’m lonely.”
“I’m sorry. Did she watch Single By The Sea with you this week?”
“She did.”
He moves his hand through his hair. My thoughts drift to Sunday. We haven’t been able to talk and while I’ve gotten myself off from thinking about the kiss, I still don’t know why he didn’t stay. Why didn’t he try to take it further? I know I need to ask him the question that’s been weighing on my mind, but seeing him on the other end of my phone has my mind scrambling. Why does he do this to me? Be an adult and ask him why.
“You okay?” he asks.
“Oh, yeah.” Just spit it out for fuck’s sake. I take a deep breath. “Why did you leave so quickly after our kiss?”
His face flushes with heat and he runs his hand over the back of his head.
“You really want to know?”
“More than anything because I’m so confused. I know it wasn’t a bad kiss.”
“The kiss was incredible. It’s all I’ve been able to think about,” he admits.
“Then why leave?”
“Do you know how much you turn me on?”
“Well no.” I shake my head. “You literally kissed me on the forehead and then ran out of there.”
“Kissing you made me come in my pants like a fucking teenager.” His head drops into his free hand and he rubs his forehead. “That’s what you do to me, Lacey. I shouldn’t have left, but I was embarrassed.”
My breath hitches at his admission and I bite my lower lip. Why do I think the idea of him coming in his pants is so hot?
“I turn you on?”
“Are you kidding me? Look at you. You’re beautiful, pixie. The kiss was hot as fuck and I tried to slow it down, but apparently I can’t help myself around you.”
His words are doing more to me than he knows. So much for not being horny tonight. I move a little so that the robe I’m wearing falls from my shoulder, revealing my skin. “Does this turn you on?” I trail my hand over my skin slowly.
He swallows hard and adjusts in his chair. “Archie is going to be back any minute.”
“That’s not what I asked,” I say, stripping the robe completely and revealing my bra. “Does this turn you on?” I run my fingers over the lace.
“Yes.” His voice is low and gravely.
I pause and play with one of my nipples through the fabric. “Do you like what you see?” He watches my every move, and I wish there was a way I could pull him through the phone.
A loud knock on the Jeep’s window interrupts our conversation.
“Fuck,” he bites out. “Archie’s back.”
“Bummer,” I tease, pulling my robe back on.
“You’re going to be the death of me, you know that?” He lets out a low chuckle and shakes his head. “Promise me you’ll wear that bra on Friday.”
“Who’s to say I’m going to let you see it again?”
Archie knocks again and I can hear him say something muffled from outside the car. Jace takes a deep breath. “I really don’t want to hang up.”
“It’s okay. I’ll see you Friday night. Try not to let BigFoot eat you before then.”
“Bye, pixie.”