The Infinite Moment of Us by Myracle Lauren

Author:Myracle, Lauren [Myracle, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Amulet Books
Published: 2013-08-27T00:00:00+00:00

Later, Tessa showered, and Wren lay on Tessa’s bed, missing Charlie. From the bathroom, Tessa’s voice rang out loud and pure. She was belting out a country song, all rolling notes and rollicking guitar chords and a chorus that went, “Girl, you make me smi-i-ile!”

Charlie made Wren smile, and she wanted to see him. She and Tessa hadn’t decided what they were going to do that night yet, but if they went out, she wanted Charlie to meet up with them. And at some point, she wanted to sneak off to be with him. Alone.

Wren pointed her toes. Flexed them. She let her fingers trail up and down her body. Tessa was still in the shower—Wren would hear the water turn off when Tessa was done—and Wren was still a little tipsy. She closed her eyes and touched her breasts. She pulled down the collar of her shirt and grazed at the swell of them. She touched herself beneath her bra. Her nipples hardened. She thought of Charlie, and she crossed her feet at her ankles and rolled onto her side.

God, she wanted him.

She groaned, embarrassed and aroused, and pushed herself to a sitting position. Oh, Charlie.

She felt for her phone, remembered she’d taken it out of her pocket, but forgot where she’d put it after doing so. Wow, she was more than tipsy. She rubbed her eyes and glanced around Tessa’s room. Oh, right. She’d left it with the big teddy bear that lived on Tessa’s floor, propped against the wall and smiling blandly. The teddy bear was almost as big as Tessa, and at one point, Tessa had dubbed it her boyfriend. He had a name … what was it?

Lorenzo. Yes. And Lorenzo was holding Wren’s phone in his paw.

Wren made her way across the bed on her tummy and inchwormed onto the floor. Hello, carpet. She crawled over to Lorenzo, reclaimed her phone, and tapped Charlie’s name from her favorites list. She leaned sideways against Lorenzo, desperate for Charlie to pick up.

Pick up, pick up, pick up, Charlie. Char-lie. Pick up, Charlie-Charlie.

“Baby, hey,” Charlie said, and the warmth in his voice sent shivers up and down Wren’s body.

“Hi,” she said. “I miss you like crazy.” Her eyes widened, because as a rule she didn’t say things like that. She felt them, and she wanted to say them, but the words often got stuck in her mind. It was harder than she liked to say what she was feeling.

She clutched the phone. “Sorry,” she said.

“Sorry for what?” Charlie said. “For missing me?”

“No! I guess I’m just embarrassed.”

“Don’t ever say you’re sorry for missing me. And, Wren, I miss you, too. I miss you whenever I’m not with you. I miss you all the time.”

“You do?” she whispered. “Do you … think about me? Like, about kissing me? Because I wish I could kiss you right now. Is that bad?”

“Is that bad? Why would that be bad? How could that ever be bad?”

“Oh. Um, good?”

“Wren, I want to spend my whole life kissing you.

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