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Love vs. Lust

Chapter 37

Cole placed me in the front seat of his car and then drove off into the night. I figured he was taking me home but when he passed the turn off that led to my house I got confused.

“Where are we going?” I asked as I started to panic. Was there something else that happened that night?

“To my house, you spent the night over there,” he replied.

“Oh, ok,” I said, not sure how I felt about the idea but not wanting to say no. His idea has been working brilliantly so far after all.

When we got to his house he pulled his car into the garage and then led me inside. The house was huge and beautiful. You could tell how rich his parents were from just looking at it.

Cole was hungry and insisted that I should eat something too so he warmed up some TV dinners for us. When we were done eating he showed me to the guest room where I had slept that night.

“If you need anything, just call me,” Cole said as I walked into the room.

“Thanks,” I replied, looking around to see if I recognized anything.

Cole left then and I shut the door behind him. I was feeling really tired and overwhelmed so I decided to just get into bed and try to get some sleep. It took me a while to fall asleep without the tapes that Gordon made for me but I eventually did. I had the same dream about meeting Gordon at the ice cream parlor and woke up in a sweat.

At first I was a bit disorientated when I didn’t recognize the room I was in but then I remembered what had happened last night. Cole helped me remember. I had to find him and thank him for what he's been doing for me. I got out of bed and quickly went to the bathroom to freshen up. When I was done I made my way out of the room and down the hallway in search of Cole.

I didn’t know where his room was so I just peaked into all of the rooms. His was the third door I pushed open. He was lying on his bed, dressed only in his boxers. The sight of his almost naked body sent my heart racing and caused my tummy to go crazy with butterflies. I swallowed hard and took a step closer to him. Something about this felt very familiar but I couldn’t quite place it. I took another step in his direction and froze in place when he moved.

I felt a bit embarrassed being caught in his room but there was nothing I could do. It was too late to run away and pretend that it never happened. His eyes opened and focused on me as a smile crept onto his face.

“Morning,” he said, pushing himself up into a sitting position.

“Morning,” I replied nervously wondering what was going to happen next.

Cole patted the bed next to him and then held out his hand for me. I hesitated for a second but then took the last step that separated us and slipped my hand into his. He pulled me down onto the bed and then pushed me down so that I was lying. It all happened so fast that I didn’t even realize what was happening until he moved so that he was laying half way on top of me.

It felt incredible to be so close to him and my body was going crazy but I couldn’t get the thought of Gordon out of my mind. I was about to open my mouth and protest when Cole started speaking.

“And then I kissed you,” he whispered, his mouth only inches from mine. As he said those words the memories of that morning flashed through my head. The taste of his lips on mine, the sensation his hands caused to flow through my body as he touched me but most of all I could remember how much I wanted and loved him.

The memories were so strong and shocked me into silence. Cole must have realized what had happened because he moved off of me and helped me up.

“Are you ok?” he asked, sounding concerned.

“Yes,” I lied. How could I be ok after remembering that? It made me want to pull Cole into my arms and kiss him but at the same time it made me feel guilty and horrible. How could I be having these kinds of feelings when I was supposed to be in love with Gordon?

Cole made us breakfast and then drove me home. I told him that I remembered that morning but he didn’t ask too many questions which I was thankful for. I am sure he knew what it was that I remembered and that it would have affected me in some way. He stayed for a while and I could tell that he didn’t want to leave when he did. I felt really grateful for what he was doing for me but I needed some time to sort through the memories I’ve been having and the feelings that went with them.

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