10. Maggie
10
maggie
My body is sore. I’ve always been fit, but sex fit is a whole different level. There’s no measure to the happiness I feel right now. I stretch out and lay my body over Colt’s, and his arms reach around my back to hold me closer. I can hear his heart. I inhale his fresh beach scent of salt and perfect sunshine. I can’t believe we still have another month of this. Then who knows where it will all lead. I jump up when the house phone rings, and I have a boob that’s peaked out through the armhole of my tank top. He rolls over and sees me. “Leave it like that. I like it. Pull the other strap and get them both out. Pull the shirt between those beautiful tits. Do it.” I grin and pull the tank between my breasts.
“Yeah. That’s great, come here. I need to suck on those right the fuck now.” I laugh as he loops his arm around my waist and draws a nipple into his mouth and bites down just a pinch.
“Let me hear how good this feels. You talk to me while I suck on your fabulous tits.”
“Feels good…” and the phone rings again and I remember what I was doing before getting boob distracted. I step away from him and let go of my tank. It flops back, covering up my breasts.
“Boo. Hiss. Hurry and get that, then come ride me. No. I think I’d prefer you on all fours.”
“Again?”
“Always.” I wave him away.
“Shh.” I pick up the phone. “Hello… No, this is Maggie… No, she’s not here, ma’am. What?” Colt sits up and the mood, air, and the world twists. “I don’t know where she is…Oh, God…No. I’m so sorry. Okay…. Okay. I’ll find her.” Tears run down my face as I look at Colt. I start gathering clothing and whipping it on my body. He leaps from the bed.
“What’s wrong?”
I say through blubbering, “Mak’s dad had a heart attack. We have to go.”
“Go? We?”
“I have to go with Mak back to Reno. She can’t be alone like this. Colt. I’m so sorry. Her mom can’t handle this so Mak’s going to have to, and I have to handle Mak.” He spins around, looking for discarded clothing.
“Of course. Of course, sweet girl. Are you okay?”
“Freaked out But I don’t know. He’s such a nice man, and he’s not waking up.”
“It’s okay. It will all be okay. Let me help you. I love you.”
“I love you too.” He gathers me to him and over my shoulder he taps out a message to Tony, I assume. Then he dials.
“Hey, man. We need to find Makenzie and fast. She has to go home right now. Call me back. We’re on our way to find you.”
I run around the room, throwing our things on a bed. Things we need.
“Are you packing?”
“Kind of. Call Danny.” He pulls my suitcase down, then the other one in our closet. I’m shaking out my hands and trying to stop my eyebrow from winging up.
I pick up my phone and dial Mak. “Honey, you have to call me or your mom right now. Something’s happened. Where are you?”
I dial again, “Mak. Answer.”
“Tony’s house phone is off the hook.” Colt says, hanging up mine phone.
I text Mak. Then I text her again.
“Danny. Something happened to Mak’s dad. Are they in your room or out? Cool. Thanks. Meet you there.” He hangs up the phone. “They’re in Tony’s room. Come on.”
I look over at him and he’s naked. I smile through my panic. “Shorts?”
He rolls his eyes and finds shorts and my giant Reno high school t-shirt that I sleep in. It fits him like a real t-shirt. Then he pulls me into his arms again.
“I don’t like this, but I understand it. It’s why I love you. Your big fucking heart. Let’s go help, Mak.”
“I love you so much. So much. But it will only be a couple of weeks and then you come right to Reno, and I’ll go to Boston after that. I don’t want to leave you.” My voice is rushed and shaky. Each word is said as a sob because I’m saying goodbye to this, to Paris. I know we’ll be together, but we won’t be like this ever again.
“We’ll figure it out. Let’s concentrate on getting you home, okay?” He kisses my forehead, and I memorize the feel of his lips.
And more tears than I thought I had flow out of me as I say, “But what if you’re my home?”
He gasps. “Then I’ll be homesick until you’re back in my arms again.”
“Kiss me to make it last until then.”
And he does a greatest hits of our kissing. First soft and gentle to remind me of where we started. Then more aggressive, parting my lips with this tongue, claiming and invading me. We thrash with moans that we don’t have time to deal with. And then he pulls back a little, and the kiss becomes more. It’s not sexual or tentative but an assured solid kiss reminding me we have a future to get to. I hold him closer and nuzzle into his chest.
He strokes my hair and says, “There’s no greater feeling in this world than knowing you’re on my side. That we’re a team against anything that will come at us. I love you to my depths.”
“Same.” He chuckles a little and then pinches my butt. I squeal and whisper into his neck. “There’s only you.”
“Only you.”
Just before we land in Reno, Mak finally stops crying. Sometimes it was sobs and other times a gentle trickle, but it looks like she’s steeling herself to take care of her parents.
“You’ve got this. And Tony loves you.”
“I know he does. We’re in First Class.” I laugh. “Who knew Tony and Colt?”
“The odds and the likelihood of us both being in love with two friends from across the country is so crazy that it all has to work out. You don’t mess with fate like that.”
She sighs and squeezes my hand. “How do you know it’s fate?”
“Faith.”