Love Wanted In Texas: Saving You Part 7

Luke's eyes lit up before he turned and gently hit Grace on the side of her arm. "Grace? You down?"

"h.e.l.l yes, I'm down for that!"

Glancing around the table at everyone, Luke smiled. "Then, it's a plan. We're camping on the beach tonight." His eyes landed on mine and something happened. It was as if he was trying to tell me something but didn't know how.

Swallowing hard, I stood and threw my sundae out as I made my way outside. I needed fresh air.

I leaned against the railing and took in a deep breath. If he wanted me ... he'd take me.

Zach's words came back to me again.

"I can't wait to make you mine."

I GRABBED A few sticks and the bag of marshmallows and made my way over to the fire. I wanted to put this whole day behind me. The arguing with Libby, listening to her talking to Zach on the phone, and telling him how much she missed him still played through my memory.

Sitting next to Libby, I held out the sticks. "Grab a stick and roast some marshmallows, y'all." I took a marshmallow out for me and then asked Libby if she wanted one. She nodded and stared straight into the fire.

I put a marshmallow on her stick and handed it to her. "How is school going? I don't see much of you anymore."

Swallowing hard, Libby said, "It's fine. I hear you're busy, with other things."

I pulled my head back and looked at her. What the h.e.l.l is that supposed to mean?

I turned and focused on the conversations around the fire. We laughed and talked about everything from school to how much Maegan hated the country life. When I said I would lock Taylor away if she was my daughter, everyone laughed. I glanced over to look at Libby and what little happiness I felt was gone the moment I saw her smile at her phone. She must have gotten a text from Zach. I watched as she stood and made her way out to the water.

"G.o.d, I need to get laid, again."

I jumped up and looked at my sister. "What? What the h.e.l.l did you just say, Grace?"

Rolling her eyes at me, Grace said, "Please, don't even go there. How many girls have you hooked up with during the last two days we've been here?"

I glanced back to where Libby was standing. "None," I said as I turned back to Grace.

My sister shrugged. "Well, look at you. I'm impressed."

Glaring at her as she walked by, I wanted to know who in the h.e.l.l she hooked up with in the last two days. I was going to kick their f.u.c.king a.s.s.

Alex, Colt, and Will were all talking, but I tuned them out. Libby was no longer on the phone. I barely whispered, "I'm, uh ... going to say good night to Libby."

Walking over to Libby, I stood next to her and looked out over the black ocean. "I miss you, Libby."

I felt her turn and look at me. "What?"

Looking back at her, I smiled. "I miss talking to you. Hanging out with you."

Libby quickly turned and looked back out over the ocean. "You miss hanging out as friends." I was about to say something when she laughed. She shook her head and looked at me. "You changed all that the night you kissed me. The night you told me you wanted more, Luke. Then ..." She shook her head and looked down before looking back at me. "Then you just acted as if nothing ever happened between us. Do you have any idea how that made me feel?"

"Libby, I ..."

She held up her hand. "No. I'm tired of arguing with you, of wondering why I was never good enough for you. I've found someone who does want to be with me. Someone who wants more than-friendship. Just like you found with Abigail."

I stood there stunned. "Abigail? What the h.e.l.l does she have anything to do with this?"

Libby let out a nervous laugh. "Please, Luke. Don't play stupid. I'm tired of this. I'm done."

Turning on her heels, Libby headed back toward the tent. I so desperately wanted to go after her. I started after her before I stopped myself. She deserved someone who would never hurt her.

"I found someone who wants more than friendship."

I WALKED ACROSS campus in a daze. Every time I saw Libby with Zach, I felt sick to my stomach. This morning had been no different. Seeing the two of them walking together holding hands caused me to turn in the opposite direction and walk further than I needed to go. Thank G.o.d there were only a few more days left and the semester would be over.

Walking in, I shut the door and called out for Will.

I threw my backpack down on the sofa. Walking to the kitchen, I ran my hand through my hair and let out a sigh. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out. I had a text message from my old girlfriend, Karen.

Karen: Hey there stranger. You up for pizza tonight?

Me: Sure. Where at?

Karen: Luigis? They've got live Jazz tonight.

Me: Meet you there at six.

Karen: Looking forward to it.

I opened the refrigerator and pulled out a beer. Twisting the cap off, I tossed it onto the counter and made my way into the living room. I wasn't sure why Karen wanted to meet for pizza, other than to catch up. We had kept in touch and spoke once or twice every few months. Reaching down and grabbing my backpack, I threw it on the floor. I sunk down into the cushions and turned on the television.

I downed my beer and set it on the coffee table and leaned back. Closing my eyes, I thought back to the last night of Christmas break, when Libby and I ended up alone together in my barn.

THE MOMENT I smelled her perfume, I stopped moving. I turned and looked at Libby standing in the middle of the barn. I began walking out of the stall when she held her hand up. She started laughing and I knew she was drunk.

"Lib? Have you been drinking?"

She nodded her head and stumbled. I dropped the rake and quickly reached out and caught her. I pulled her into my arms and helped her to stand straight.

"Don't let go of me, Luke," Libby said as she looked into my eyes.

I smiled and shook my head. "Lib, where have you been?"

She tilted her head and bit down on her lip, causing my d.i.c.k to jump in my pants. "I's been drinking with Meg. We were drownin' our sorrows with Jack."

I nodded my head. "Baby, you're gonna be drowning in a hangover come tomorrow."

Her eyes lit up and she took a step forward, causing me to take a step back. "Why do you call me baby?"

"Um ..." I looked around. Where the h.e.l.l is Grace? "I won't if you don't like it, Lib." Libby's eyes lit up, even through the drunken haze, I could see her desire for me.

Libby stopped right in front of me. "I like it, Luke. A lot. More than I should. Just like I like you more than I should." Her eyes moved up and down my body and I was cursing myself for the thoughts I was having. I slowly licked my lips as Libby's eyes drifted back to mine.

The moment she placed her hand on me, my heart felt like it slammed against my chest. "Do you know what I want, Luke?"

Swallowing hard, I whispered, "A cup of coffee and some aspirin?"

Libby giggled and shook her head fast. "Nope!" she said popping the p. Moving my eyes down her body, I took in every inch of her. Those short blue jean shorts were begging for me to peel them off of her. I could see her hard nipples through the old Mason High T-shirt she had on. Her beautiful blonde hair was down with just the sides pulled back. "I want you, Luke. Since I could remember, I've always wanted you. I saved myself for you. Do you know that?"

Closing my eyes, I let out a moan as she pushed her body against mine. I opened my eyes and looked down at her lips. She smiled wide. "You want me, too. I feel your d.i.c.k pressing against me, Luke."

"Libby ..." I whispered as I placed my hands on her hips. "Not like this, Lib. Not like this."

Her hand moved up as it pushed through my hair. She grabbed a handful of my hair and leaned up on her toes. "Kiss me, Luke. Please kiss me. I want to remember what you taste like."

My heart was pounding in my chest. I placed my hand at the nape of her neck and leaned down, capturing her lips with mine. Libby wrapped her arms around my neck and moaned into my mouth. The kiss was pa.s.sionate, yet gentle. Libby pushed herself into me more.

Pulling her lips from mine, Libby whispered, "Touch me, oh G.o.d, please touch me, Luke."

I moved my hand from her hip to her breast and cupped it in my hand. Libby's head dropped back. "Yes, oh G.o.d, yes."

"Libby, you drive me f.u.c.king mad with desire," I said as I pulled her head forward and smashed my lips to hers again. Libby began pulling my shirt off as I did the same with her. She stood before me in a pale-pink lace bra. My d.i.c.k was so hard in my pants, and one painful throb after another reminded me of how much I wanted the woman who stood before me.

Pulling her bra down, I cinched her b.r.e.a.s.t.s up. I reached down and put one of her nipples into my mouth. I sucked and pulled on her nipple as Libby let out moan after moan. "Oh G.o.d. Luke, I've waited so long."

Pulling my mouth away from her nipple, I lifted Libby up. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I carried her into a clean stall. I knew what I was doing was wrong. She was drunk. Very drunk. I didn't care though. I'd waited so long for her; I was tired of pushing her away.

I pushed my d.i.c.k against her as I slammed her against the barn wall. "Libby, I want you so f.u.c.king much."

She smiled and looked at me. "Take me, Luke. Please take me."

I shook my head to clear my thoughts. "Baby, I don't want it to be like this. Not with you drunk, Lib."

"You can't hurt me this way, Luke."

I pulled back and looked at her. "What?"

She stared at me. Then, she laughed. "Don't you see, Luke? You always make me fall so head over heels in love with you. A dance in the rain. A soft whisper in my ear. Then you pull away. If we do this and I'm drunk, I won't remember. You can't hurt me, 'cause I won't remember."

I slowly let her body slide down mine as she leaned against the wall. I turned and walked out of the stall. Reaching down, I picked up her T-shirt. Turning around, I walked back over to her and adjusted her bra.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Libby asked.

"I'm sorry, Libby. I'm sorry for what I've done to you."

Her eyes filled with tears. "Even with me drunk, you still don't want me. Why?"

"I care about you, Libby. I don't want to ..."

Libby quickly pulled her T-shirt over her head the best she could in her drunken state. She stumbled forward and pushed me as hard as she could. "I hate you, Luke Johnson. I don't want you to care about me! I want you to love me!" Libby shouted.

I grabbed onto her arms and looked into her eyes. "I love you more than you'll ever know, Libby." Libby sucked in a breath as I slowly let her go.

I pulled out my phone and called Will. "Hey, Will. It's me, Luke. Can you come get Libby? She's drunk out of her mind."

Libby stood there and stared at me as tears rolled down her face. She slowly walked past me and out of the stall. She made her way to the end of the barn and sat down. She began crying as she said, "I hate you, Luke. I hate you ..."

THE DOOR SHUT and I flew up. "d.a.m.n dude, did you fall asleep or something?" Will asked as he walked in. I glanced around and saw the three empty beer bottles sitting on the coffee table.

"Ah ... yeah, I guess I did." I dragged my hands down my face. "s.h.i.t. I've gotta meet Karen for dinner." Glancing at the clock, I saw I only had thirty minutes to meet her.

"Karen? The girl you dated when you first came to A&M?" Will asked as I began sprinting up the stairs.

"Yeah!" I shouted back as I rushed into my bedroom and changed. Five minutes later I was back downstairs. I reached for my truck keys.

"Are y'all dating again?" Will asked as I grabbed a quick drink of water. I spun around and looked at him.

"What? No. She just said she wanted to meet up and talk. I have no idea what about. I haven't seen her in months."

Will nodded his head and smiled. "Have fun then."

I grunted as I headed out the door while Will laughed. I had a bad feeling this night was going to be anything but fun.

ZACH AND I walked into Luigi's and I instantly felt the hair on my arms stand. I glanced to my left and saw him.

Luke.

Then I noticed the blonde sitting across from him. Her wavy hair fell just below her shoulders. She had the sides pulled up and her bright-red lipstick stood out like a sore thumb. She smiled and Luke's laugh moved through my body.

I felt Zach take my arm and begin leading me over to a table. I turned to him and smiled. "They have a jazz band here tonight," Zach said with a smile. He loved jazz. I personally could pa.s.s on it.

I sat down and let out a groan. Straight ahead was Luke's table. I looked away, but my eyes were drawn up again as I looked at the gorgeous girl sitting with him. Who was she? Were they dating? What about Abigail?

"Lib? Are you even listening to me?"

Zach's voice pulled me from my thoughts. I shook my head. "Sorry, I was lost in thought there for a second. Guess I have a lot on my mind."

Zach reached across the table and took my hand in his. "I'm here, Lib. All you have to do is talk to me."

Smiling, I nodded my head. I was constantly in awe of how Zach treated me. He was everything a girl could want in a boyfriend. Attentive, caring, an amazing kisser, and he'd do anything to make me happy.

He just wasn't Luke.

The waitress came and took our order. As we ate, Zach began talking about plans for this summer. He wanted to come to Mason and see where I grew up. I laughed. "There isn't anything really there. It's a really small town."

Zach gave me that panty-melting smile of his. "You grew up there; it's a part of you. That makes me want to know more about it."

My stomach dropped. I knew I was getting closer and closer to giving myself to Zach, completely. My eyes lifted and I saw Luke stand up and hold his hand out to the blonde. They made their way to the makeshift dance floor in the middle of the restaurant. I had somehow managed to keep my presence unknown to Luke. He began looking around once we sat down, but I hid behind my menu.

The band began playing "Let's Fall in Love" as Luke pulled the blonde into his arms and they began dancing. She dropped her head back and laughed and my heart was. .h.i.t with a tinge of jealousy. Glancing back to Zach, I smiled.

"Want to dance?" The moment the words slipped from my mouth, I regretted it. I knew the only reason I was doing it was to try and make Luke jealous. Clearly he was enjoying himself though, from the smile on his face.