13. Jace
thirteen
Jace
We almost kissed.
I was this close to having Sienna Sola Jones in my arms until my movie date idea came back to bite me in my ass.
I had it all planned out. I wanted to just bring her here to show her a safe place, watch the movie, and talk more.
I had zero expectations of doing anything sexual, but now that I know that she feels the same way for me, I don’t know what to do with myself.
My eyes remain locked on the pink haired woman beside me who scooted a few feet away from me on the couch after the near kiss. From where I’m sitting, I have the perfect view of her as she laughs and watches the movie.
My fingers itch to sketch her, to draw and paint her, to keep her suspended in time for my eyes only.
Sienna giggles at something the vamp guy says on the screen, and my muscles ache to be right under her skin. My ears yearn to be closer to her, to hear her giggle and laugh for all eternity.
I don’t know how or when, but by the second movie, we’re sitting shoulder to shoulder again. Slowly, I move my arm to rest around the top of hers, grinning to myself as she settles into my side, cuddling into me.
“Did you see that?” she asks, looking up at me with large doe eyes, a small smile on her face. “Her being depressed for months because her man left is so real—”
My body moves on its own, pressing my lips to hers. The kiss is soft and quick, yet electric and fulfilling. Pulling away, I bite my lip, guilt racking me as I watch the stunned, silent girl .
Sienna blinks once, then twice too fast as she looks at me with wide eyes.
“What was that…for?” she asks breathlessly, still leaning on me as I rest my forehead on hers. I close my eyes, wanting to keep this moment locked in my brain.
“I just had to make sure you were real…Why did you leave?”
Sienna looks up at me, her gaze wide and searching as her hand travels to my cheek.
“I was scared. Not just because of the fact that our friendship would change, but I didn’t want to lose you too.
We’ve been close all our lives, and then I kissed you and it changed everything.
I left because it’s the only thing that I know how to do…
My parents always leave me, and I fucked up by doing it to you that night… ”
Her face is a storm cloud of misery, as if she’s reliving the moment everything between us changed on her birthday.
“Just so you know, I’ll always catch you when you run.”
Her lips part slowly, quirking slightly before she’s pulling my face back to hers, sealing our fates together in a searing hot kiss.
The kiss is deep and aching as we battle for dominance of one another’s mouth. My stomach clenches and my dick hardens as Sienna moans in my mouth.
Dear God.
She’s fast with her movements, keeping our lips pressed together, hot and heavy, as she moves to straddle me. And as if we’ve done this dance before, my hands grip her waist, pulling her flush against me as she grinds into me.
My pulse screams from her movements, and before I know it, she’s pulling away.
I can’t open my eyes. My mind full of shock as I pull myself together, trying and failing to comprehend what just happened.
“What’s your excuse?” I croak, my voice hoarse as I quirk a brow at her. Sienna smiles down at me, fully sitting on my lap as she chuckles lightly, hiding her face in my neck.
“God, this is embarrassing…” she mumbles, her voice vibrating against my neck as I chuckle, pulling her back and removing her hands from her face .
“Don’t hide from me.” The softness of my voice is unrecognizable to my own ears as Sienna perks up, uncovering her face.
She is stunning…
I haven’t had a healthy relationship since she left that night.
In a way, I think that her leaving caused me to not be able to fully give myself to other women.
Yeah, I’d have sex with them, but Sienna is the only woman who has ever known my mind.
She can read and see everything that goes on in my head without me letting her.
I haven’t been dumped since then, either. I do the dumping. But with her here in my lap, I realize that I’d let her run away again, however this time, I’d chase her. I’d catch her and I won’t ever let her go.
The incident broke me, but now I’m ready for us.
Sienna looks at me, and I mean truly looks at me.
Her hazel gaze is unwavering and soft, holding the world beneath the depths of her irises.
When she leans in closer to me, I don’t hesitate to mimic her, but just as our lips are close to brushing against one another, a phone rings.
Sienna jumps from my lap like she’s been scalded, and I curse whichever one of the fates put this into our timeline.
“Fuck…” I quietly curse, eyeing my phone then back to the quiet girl on the couch, now cuddling herself.
“I’ll be back.” I frown, taking the call into the kitchen as my mom’s name displays across the screen. I love my mom, don’t get me wrong, but she just interrupted the most important moment of my life.
“Honey, hi!” My mom’s voice is surprised as I answer the phone with slight rustling and whispering in the background.
“What’s up, Mom? I’m kind of in the middle of something—”
She cuts me off, her voice cheerful as she says, “Oh! This won’t take too long, sweetheart,” before clearing her throat.
Immediately, my hackles raise.
“Oh for the love of—”
“Angelina and I were just speaking about you and her daughter, Kacey! I remember the two of you having something last year and—”
The last thread of my sanity snaps as I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose.
I was cockblocked for this?
“Mom, you realize that I’m barely twenty, right? Besides, I'm kind of busy right now…” I try, but dear old Anna Heart isn’t hearing any of that.
“Nonsense, sweetheart. Your father and I were your age when we got married!” she exclaims, her light southern accent peeking out as I groan. My nostrils flare with annoyance as I turn back to face the living room where Sienna sits, watching the movie.
She’s quieter than before, but is now lounging closer to the spot that I’d sat in before getting up. My mom drones on about the importance of marriage and blah blah blah, but my mind drowns her out as I watch the pink haired girl before me laugh.
It's a soft, quiet laugh, with her covering her mouth briefly.
Sienna must sense my gaze on her, as her laughter dies down while she turns to face me.
Her eyes narrow on me as she tilts her head, as if to silently ask if I'm okay.
Nodding, I mouth the word Mom , pointing to my phone just as my mother hangs up.
Heaving a small sigh, I round back towards the couch, plopping down right beside Sienna as she turns to fully face me. Her eyes searching my face for answers, but she doesn’t say anything, and neither do I.
“So… you actually want to pet a monkey?” I ask, looking between her and the TV.
Sienna raises an amused brow at me, tilting her head. I groan as she looks at me. Those eyes of hers just do something to me. The scent of her vanilla and chai perfume sticks to my clothes, warming my skin with her fragrance.
I can never get enough of her.
“Huh?” she asks, but I don’t elaborate. Instead, I hop up from my seat on the couch and head back into the kitchen and rummage through the drawers. When I find what I’m looking for, a huge smile plasters itself across my face before I take a seat by her.
“This here is your list, sweetheart. We’re going to finish everything by—”
“December 31st…my birthday,” she finishes for me sheepishly. My throat catches realizing the date .
“Right.” I cough. “The 31st…Anyways…uhm…have a heart wrenching break up experience?” I muse, twisting to face her as she shrugs.
“I mean, why not? Everyone’s got to have their heart broken at least once, am I right?”
I chuckle lightly as she scoots in closer to me, reading the list over my shoulder. We’re so close that I can feel her heart beating against my arm. Chewing my bottom lip to distract myself from her, my eyes linger on one interesting choice.
“Try shibari? What the hell is that?”
Sienna’s eyes widen, mouth dropping slightly as I fully face her. Our noses are just shy of touching with our faces being so close. She bites the inside of her cheek, tampering down her humor.
“I was supposed to erase that from the list—”
“Oh, so it’s something kinky, isn’t it? I know how you book girls get.” I jokingly wink as she groans, punching my shoulder lightly.
“You’re not funny.”
Ignoring her, I move onto another part of the list. My eyes widen, heart dropping as I silently skim it once again. I don’t know why I hadn’t thought of this before when I first read the letter, but now my mind won’t stop racing.
“Sienna, are you a virgin?”
I don’t mean for my words to come out so bluntly, but they do. Sienna’s silence is nerve-wracking as she quietly moves away from me.
I’ll take that as a yes.
“You’re twenty, babe. I don’t expect you to be the next coming of Aphrodite or something…Come here.” I reach for her, but she doesn’t move. Instead, Sienna remains silently seated in the corner, watching me carefully.
Good going, asshole. You made her uncomfortable.
I stare at her, trying to communicate with my eyes since I clearly have the mental capacity of a four-year-old that doesn’t know how to keep their mouth shut, but like my other attempts, she doesn't talk back.
Time to resort to my last option .
With a loud sigh, I get up from my spot and make my way to her at the end of the couch. Sienna yelps as I tug her legs from under her, straightening them out and opening them slightly.
“What the hell are– Get up !” she screeches as I lay my large body in the space between her legs, my back to her stomach.
“Nope, we have a list to go over. Besides, I see here that you want to kiss three people in one night. I’ll let you know right now, angel, that isn’t happening.” I frown, mentally erasing that line altogether.
Sienna struggles to free herself from under the weight of my body on her torso before she gives up, her hands finding their way into my hair. I groan as she begins playing with the longer strands of my hair, reminding me that I need a haircut.
“What about it? Who says I can’t kiss three consenting adults if I want to?” she challenges, tugging my hair slightly. Suppressing another groan— God, this woman is going to be the death of me —I grin, tilting my head up to face her.
“I say. If you want three different people, I’ll buy two wigs.”
Sienna laughs quietly, her body vibrating from doing so as I turn back to the list.
“Since we’re keeping this a secret,” she starts, shifting under me, her hands still massaging, “we need to come up with a code.”
“Like special agents?” I annoyingly add, and I just know she’s rolling her little eyes at me.
Sienna pops the top of my head. “No, you idiot…We just need something to say that the two of us will understand. Like, I have a minx to catch…something like that.” She shrugs under me as my face scrunches.
“A minx? Like the weasel or the sex symbol?”
Sienna sighs dramatically. “You’re infuriating…”
“Let’s just say it’s a work thing,” I suggest, skimming the list.
“Technically I am working…”
Furrowing my brows, I turn to eye her before looking at the TV, the third movie in The Lovers Saga now playing on the screen .
“Let’s be real…You’re not working, I haven't learned a single move since being here at the school. Think of this as paid fun.”
“Sounds like prostitution…” she says skeptically, halting all movement in my hair as I smirk.
“Good, we start tomorrow.”