Moments in Time by Karen Stivali Read Free Book Online Page B

didn’t go to that big party and we got drunk on the roof? I’d never wanted to kiss a guy so bad in my life.”
    That night flashed back into my head. I’d wanted the same thing. So much. “Me too.”
    “Really?”
    “Yes. I’d never had feelings that strong before. Like I almost couldn’t control them. I convinced myself it was because I drank so much. And I didn’t have a clue you felt the same way.”
    “Took me by surprise too. And I sure wasn’t ready to admit it. I think Wendy started noticing way back then, though. She didn’t say anything, but I bet she picked up on it. Once we moved in together, though, she definitely thought I should tell you. She gave me some shit about it when I didn’t.”
    “But she still hooked up with you.”
    “I was pretty adamant about staying quiet. I told her guys don’t just tell each other shit like that if they think the other guy’s straight. She forgets sometimes that I’m not out at school.”
    “But you are at home?”
    “Well, yeah, sort of. I mean, my parents know. And most of the people I worked with over the summer. Bi isn’t exactly a tragedy down there the way it is in smaller towns. Or, I’m guessing, at your house.”
    I stared at my shoes. “Thanks for doing all that. With the room and everything. I was really scared she’d show up and… know.”
    “It’s okay. I get it. And so does Wendy. That’s why she stayed and chatted up your mom. Your nice hetero roommate and his pretty girlfriend….”
    “Worked like a charm. I bet you anything she gives me a lecture about how I should find a girl just like Wendy.”
    Tanner chuckled. “Well, you know, she does have Monday nights free now….”
    I laughed, way louder than I’d intended, earning a sharp hiss from the woman wheeling a cart of books down the center aisle. Tanner grabbed my arm and pulled me between the stacks. With his hand gripping my arm and his smiling face that much closer to mine, suddenly nothing seemed funny anymore. He gave me a playful shove up against the books. My gaze darted from his eyes to his lips, then back again. Then his mouth was on mine.
    It was such a relief, I didn’t even think about where we were or who might see us. I just kissed him, hard. The shelves bit into my shoulders and ass as he pressed up against me. Even through our jeans, I could feel how hard he was. My cock rubbed against his through the thick fabric, making me dizzy. His warm tongue swept inside my mouth, filling me with want. I needed more—more tongue, more friction… more Tanner.
    He pulled away and took a step back. The cool library air made my wet lips tingle. Only then did I think to look around. No one was in sight. Relief mixed with need, and I forced myself to breathe.
    Tanner adjusted his jeans. The thick outline of his erection created a long sideways bulge. My cock strained to get closer. I cleared my throat. “I think we need to head home.”
    “Good idea.” Tanner handed me my backpack.
    I couldn’t get my laptop and notebooks into it fast enough. Everything felt slow-motion, like running in waist-deep water. All I wanted was to get to our room.
    The walk from the library to our door had never seemed longer. Tanner’s hand bumped mine several times, and each time I could have sworn sparks flew off our bodies. More than once I had crazy thoughts of pushing him down in the bushes between buildings or shoving him up against the brick pillars along the darkened alley behind the student center. That wasn’t me. I didn’t even kiss my girlfriends good night if anyone was watching. Public stuff wasn’t my thing. Was it? My cock seemed to think maybe it was. I was so hard, I could barely see straight enough to make it up the stairs to our room.
    Our room . It had been our room for all these months, but now that had a different meaning. Now it was the place where we could be together. Really together. Tanner fumbled with the keys, and I wondered if he was as shaky inside as I was.