Until We Fall: A Novella (Until We Novellas) by Loren Leigh

Author:Loren Leigh [Leigh, Loren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-29T00:00:00+00:00

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Rory takes me to a restaurant with a rooftop balcony that overlooks a rugged coast. Mosaics pattern the floor and wink in the moonlight. The stars and moon glow overhead. He found the place online, made the reservation, scheduled the Uber, and pulled out my chair for me when we sat down. He’s taking me on a date.

Holy Jesus, I love it.

I’ve been out with guys before, but it’s always felt like the four Bs—two bros going for burgers and beers with the hope of blow jobs at the end. Never a date like this one.

I’m so giddy I can hardly contain myself. I take a sip of virgin Mai Tai and lean back in my chair, my eyes all over the man sitting across from me.

He’s wearing a blue, button-up shirt, short sleeves that show off wrists and forearms and the bottom half of his biceps. His gray eyes are dark as they look across the table at me, a single candle between us flicking warm light on his face. From the second we sat down, I’ve been itching to touch him, to feel him, to press my lips against the soft skin of his neck, taste underneath his ear. Sitting across from him at this table is like some kind of foreplay that I’ve never experienced before.

My phone vibrates as the server clears our plates, so I slip it out just to make sure it’s not any kind of emergency. When I told Carter earlier that Rory and I were going out to dinner, he grinned and slapped me on the back with a big, “Fuck, yeah! Have fun!”

I wonder if he guesses something. Rory and I have been spending a lot of time together on this trip. Although, he and Theo have too.

But the text is just one of my dads checking in, probably because I still haven’t responded to my brother’s message about the lease.

Rory folds his napkin into a neat square and places it on the table. “Is that your family?”

I smile. He always seems to know when I’m talking with my family. Maybe he reads it on my face?

“My dad,” I say and pocket my phone, my chest expanding as Rory reaches for his water glass, his thumb swiping away a bead of condensation.

“Julian,” I specify which dad. I fidget with the edge of my napkin. I’ve sat here with a raging hard-on throughout dinner, covering it with this napkin and trying to adjust myself subtly. Sitting here across from someone and not touching has never turned me on so much. “Have you talked to your family since we got here?”

Rory scrunches his nose. “No.”

I study him. “Not even to tell them you got in safe?”

He shakes his head, then his gaze swings out to the coastline. Moonlight sparkles across the soft waves, the candle just bright enough to see the tightening of his jaw.

“What are they like?” I ask.

I’ve never met them. Rory said they don’t live that far from IFU, closer than my family, but they never come for family weekends or move-in day or anything else.

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