Sweet Sofie (Moreno Brothers)

Chapter 4: The Promise

When she began shaking her head, Eric glanced back at Angel. He was whispering in Sarah's ear. Eric reached his hand out and touched Sofia's. "Please, Sofie?"

She stared at him for a moment then slipped her hand in his. Another glance at Angel confirmed he was still completely distracted. He'd pulled Sarah down and was now lying next to her. "Eric's walking me to the restroom, Angel."

Angel barely managed to pull his lips away from Sarah long enough to respond with an, "Okay."

They headed toward the water, completely out of everyone's sight. First things first. Eric squeezed her hand. "Who was that guy, Sof?"

She didn't look at him. "Just someone who started talking to me at the game."

"Why were you alone with him?"

Sofia stopped and faced him. "Why was that girl touching your hair yesterday?" Those beautiful eyes glared at him. "Why was that stupid girl on your back today?"

Eric took a deep breath. He knew it. "I was gonna talk to you about that today, but I didn't see you all day at school."

She shifted her weight. "And after school you were too busy?"

"Listen, Sof. I can't help it when things like that happen."

She pulled her hand out of his. "Then I won't be able to help it either when guys talk to me, Eric. So I'd appreciate it if you not attack every guy that talks to me."

"That's not gonna happen."

"Why not? I don't attack the girls that flirt with you."

"That's different."

Her mouth opened then closed. Before she said anything, he added, "I'll try, Sof, for you, okay? But it's going to be hard."

Her eyes were ablaze. "Really? It's hard for you to not flirt?"

"No." He took her hand again. "It's hard because no one knows. That girl getting on my back today was Romero's idea, not mine. If it had been Angel, no way would he have suggested it." He kissed her hand. "If I could tell everyone how I feel about you, things would be different, but I can't."

She licked her lips, and he nearly went for it. He'd been dying to kiss her for so long.

"I'm saving myself for you."

He stared at her. The thought of Sofia as his nearly choked him. She was waiting for a response, but he had no idea how to respond to that in words. So he did the only thing he could. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her.

His thoughts at first were to give her a peck, nothing more, but she opened her mouth, inviting his tongue in. He couldn't resist. He took her mouth, her tongue. She tasted so good he brought his hand down around her waist and pulled her to him. She might not have known what she was doing, but she caught on real quick.

Sofia's breasts pressed against his chest. Eric had such a hard on it hurt. He'd dreamed of this day forever. His legs nearly gave out on him when she pressed herself against him. "Sofie, baby," he whispered, "don't!"

"Why?" She smiled against his mouth.

"Because we can't do anything. It'll only torture me." He pulled away from her, gulping hard.

She fisted her hand in his chest. "I promise you, Eric, I'm all yours, unless—"

"Unless nothing." Eric wouldn't even think of it.

"Unless," she raised her voice, "I keep seeing and hearing about you with girls." She tapped her fist against his chest. "It's not fair."

"I promise you I won't do anything with anyone else ever." He kissed her forehead. "But you gotta cut me some slack around Romero. Just because I go along with what he says or does to shut him up, doesn't mean I'm doing anything. I'll never do anything to hurt you."