My Skylar (6 page)

up in my jacket and carry her home.

I knew I was attracted to Skylar. I knew I cared deeply about her and wanted to protect her.

But I wasn’t prepared for the level of jealousy that hit me tonight.

Aidan kept winning. After each victory, they’d offer him a bigger stuffed animal. If he kept

playing, he would eventually get the gargantuan one. After his final win, he stood up from the

chair, bent down and lifted Skylar into the air.

His hands were on her ass, and my blood was pumping through my ears. The carnival music

began to sound like it was being played backwards along with the drumbeat in my head.

A beastly voice inside me said,
“Get the fuck off my girl.”

After they finally walked away with a pink hippo that was practically bigger than she was, I

realized Davey had disappeared on me again.

Several minutes passed, and I had lost track of both Davey and Skylar.

Then, I heard Davey’s voice. “Mitch!”

I could have killed him for shouting my name. But it seemed to be coming from the sky. I

looked up and saw him waving excitedly from atop the Ferris wheel. He wasn’t alone. It took me a

few seconds to realize that sitting next to him…was Aidan.

What the…how in the world?

Davey flashed me a maniacal grin and a peace sign. Aidan looked annoyed, and that pleased

me to no end.

“What are you doing here?”

Skylar was still holding the massive hippo when I turned around.

I tried to play it cool. “Oh…hey.”

“Hey.” She wasn’t smiling.

“Um…what is…Aidan doing with Davey on the Ferris wheel?” I asked.

“We were standing in line waiting to go on. Aidan got in first, and out of nowhere, Davey

pushes past me and steals my seat. Then, it started moving up so the next person could board, and

I couldn’t do anything.”

Remind me to buy Davey another candy apple…with extra nuts.

I bit my lip to stifle a laugh. “No way.”

“Any idea why Davey would do that, Mitch?” She asked with a suspicious look.

I held my hands up but couldn’t contain my smile. “I swear to God. I had nothing to do with

it.”

“You didn’t tell me you were coming here tonight.”

“How were you going to go on the Ferris wheel with that hippo anyway?”

“I was going to leave it on the ground and hope no one took it. You didn’t answer my

question.”

I played dumb. “What was that?”

“Why you didn’t tell me you were coming. You knew I’d be here.”

“Yeah…that…”

“Are you spying on me?”

“No.”

“Your ears are turning red, Mitch. You’re lying.”

She knew me so well. That really sucked.

“Okay.” I rubbed my temples. “I just wanted to check things out. Make sure you were okay.”

“Do I do that to you when you go out with a different girl every weekend?”

“No. But it’s different. You don’t know how guys are, Skylar. We’re dirty, dirty fuckers. I don’t

want him trying to take advantage of you, to touch you. Aidan goes to my school. I know how he

is. I—”

“Maybe I want someone to touch me once in a while.”

Fuck
.

I was stunned silent before I said, “You don’t mean that…not him.”

“Why wouldn’t I? The girls you take out like it when you touch them, right? So…why am I any

different from them?”

Shit. I didn’t know where this conversation was going anymore, except that I was starting to

feel my jeans tighten at the thought of her wanting to be touched. God help me, I’d never wanted

to
touch
any girl like I wanted to touch her.

My phone rang. It was Davey. “Davey? What’s going on?”

“Have you not realized that this death trap hasn’t moved?”

I looked up and saw him waving from the dangling seat. Then, he broke out some kind of hip-

hop dance move while Aidan had his head down, hand over his face, looking frustrated. They were

stuck at the top. Skylar and I had been so busy talking that we didn’t notice.

“They’re stuck?” she asked.

I walked over to the conductor who reeked of cigarette smoke. “What’s happening?”

He didn’t even look up from his newspaper when he said, “Equipment malfunction. We waitin’

on support.”

“Shit. Davey, are you still there?”

“No.”

“I guess they’re waiting on help. Hang in there, buddy.”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

Skylar adjusted her grip on the giant stuffed animal. “I suppose you think this is hilarious.”

I shook my head with a grin. “No…
no
.”

Her mouth widened into a smile. “Because it is.”

We both burst out laughing.

I wiped my eyes and looked up. “Any minute Davey’s gonna bust out his Star Wars trivia.”

“And if Aidan gets hungry, I’m sure Davey wouldn’t mind searching his dreads for some

leftover crumbs,” Skylar joked.

We waited for about ten minutes until I walked over for another update from the ride operator.

“How much longer?”

“They’re telling me about thirty minutes now.”

I called Davey to let him know.

Poor Davey
. But this night could not have ended up better for me. I turned to Skylar. “You

hungry?”

She smiled. “I could eat.”

I grabbed the hippo from her. We ended up getting a couple of slices of pizza and taking them

to a picnic area just outside the carnival gates. It was away from the action, but we could still keep an eye on the Ferris wheel in case it started moving.

When we finished eating, we moved to sit on a grassy hill that overlooked the entire

fairgrounds. There was no one else in the vicinity.

We sat in silence until she turned to me. “You were thinking about your sister tonight, weren’t

you?

Her question floored me because the truth was, I
had
been thinking about her. But how did

she know that? “Why do you ask?”

“I saw you looking at the little girl in line when we were getting our pizza. She looked about

five, and I know your sister is around that age.”

Sometimes, Skylar blew me away with how perceptive she could be.

I had only met my half-sister, Summer, a few times. I always felt guilty about not going to see

her more, but things were always tense when I visited my father in Pennsylvania. Summer’s

mother was one of the main reasons for my parents’ divorce and my mother’s breakdown, and I

couldn’t get past it. It wasn’t my sister’s fault, and I felt guilty a lot for not being there more for her.

“How do you always know everything?”

“I don’t know everything. I know
you
.”

“Yeah, you do, don’t you?” I smiled. “That little girl did remind me of Summer. I was thinking

about how I wished I could take her to something fun like this. I worry about her, Skylar.”

“Why?”

“I just have this feeling my Dad is going to fuck up again and rip apart her world someday, the

way he did mine.”

“That could happen, but if it does, she has something you didn’t.”

“What?”

“She has you, a big brother to turn to and someone who’s been through it and can tell her it’ll

turn out okay. You’ll be there for her no matter what, even if he isn’t.”

She always knew the right thing to say.

I nodded. “She’ll have me.” I turned to Skylar. “And I had
you
. You were that person for me all those years ago.”

“I’m glad.”

“I was thinking of taking the train to visit her during school break. Will you come with me if

your mother lets you?”

She put her hand on my knee. “Of course.”

Skylar’s touch felt electric. I looked down and almost put my hand over hers but didn’t.

Her hair blew in the breeze, and I wanted to run my hand through it and tell her how much

she meant to me.

Instead, I was silent as I looked up at the starry sky. Something beyond my control was

building inside of me tonight, and I started to feel inexplicably nervous, as if suddenly this

moment were different from the hundreds of other times Skylar and I hung out.

It felt like this was
our
first date instead of hers with the bozo stuck in the Ferris wheel.

She was looking up when I turned to stare at her pretty side profile. She had the smallest,

pinned-up nose with a dusting of freckles. When she caught me, I instinctively looked up at the

sky again.

A wind blew her flowery scent toward me and I breathed it in, wishing that I could do so much

more than smell her. My heart started racing because I felt my inhibitions giving way to

something else, something much stronger. It was something I wasn’t sure I could fight right now.

“Are you going to let him kiss you later?”

She looked surprised by my question. “I don’t know. I hadn’t really thought it through. I guess

he’d have to be rescued first, or the chances are greater that he’ll be kissing Davey.” She laughed nervously.

I picked at the grass. “He’s gonna try. You know that, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Davey told me that Aidan asked you out a lot before, but you always said no. What changed?”

She looked up at the sky again. “I guess I’m growing up.” Then, she turned to me. “And maybe

realizing certain other things aren’t gonna pan out.”

Ouch.

My eyes met hers. “Skylar…I—”

“Don’t say anything, Mitch. It’s okay.”

She had no idea how much I wanted to say and wanted to do.

I was pretty sure I knew the answer but asked anyway. “Have you ever kissed anyone?”

She shook her head no but didn’t say anything.

“Are you planning to give him your first kiss?”

“Probably.”

The jealousy that nearly made me insane earlier returned in full force.

“You can’t do that.”

“Why?”

My heart pounded in anticipation of what I was about to do. “Because I’m stealing it.”

CHAPTER 7

SKYLAR

Mitch placed his warm hands on my cheeks, and my heart skipped a beat when he pulled my

face into his. I had imagined this moment so many times but wasn’t prepared for how nervous I’d

be.

I kept my lips pursed and whimpered as his mouth descended upon me. My body tensed. My

eyes shut when his hot lips pressed into mine.

I couldn’t believe this was actually happening.

He sensed my nerves, stopping the kiss for a moment, his hands still on my face when he

whispered over my mouth, “Open for me, Skylar.”

He licked across my lips slowly, and my entire body went limp when his tongue slipped inside

my mouth. He tasted like pure sugar and something else that was indescribable. It was
his
taste and suddenly, I couldn’t get enough of it.

Mitch groaned when my tongue swirled fast around his. His hands moved from my face, and

he gripped the back of my hair, fisting it in his hands.

My nerves were a thing of the past suddenly, and all I wanted was for him to kiss me harder,

faster, deeper. Now, my hands were in
his
hair, bringing him closer to me, and he moaned into my mouth. I loved the feel of his silky hair between my fingers. I had always wanted to touch it like

this.

His lips opened and closed over mine as he continued to move his tongue around the inside of

my mouth. He pulled and sucked on my tongue at one point before slowly letting it go, making my

nipples harden instantly.

This was nothing like how I imagined my first kiss. This was what I imagined sex felt like: all-

consuming, addictive, and it made me want more. I would have done anything he asked me to,

and it didn’t even scare me because it was Mitch. This just felt right.

Minutes went by, and we never came up for air. My underwear was completely wet, and that

had never happened to me before. He kept his hands on my face or in my hair but never touched

me anywhere else.

The only time his lips left mine were to kiss slowly down my neck. I wanted him to go lower,

and my breasts tingled in anticipation. But he kissed a line back up to my chin and then returned

to my mouth. He growled over my lips. “What are you doing to me? I can’t stop kissing you.”

Desperate for him to continue, I kissed him harder. “Don’t stop.”

“I feel like I can’t, and it’s scaring the shit out of me.”

I repeated, “Don’t stop, Mitch.”

He said in between kisses, “l have to.”

He kissed his way up to my forehead and finally pulled away. His eyes were full of lust, but

they also looked pained. I leaned in, desperately needing to taste him again, but he backed away.

Then, his phone rang, and he pulled it out of his pocket. I couldn’t stop staring at his mouth as

he spoke.

“Davey?” He paused. “Good…that’s good. Yeah…we just went…” He looked at me. “to get some

pizza. We’ll meet you by the Ferris wheel in like five minutes.”

I rubbed my lips. They were sore in the best way. “Are they off of the ride?”

“Yeah. I guess we missed that development.”

I shivered, rubbing my arms. “Apparently.”

“Are you cold? Take my jacket.”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”

“I don’t care what Aidan thinks,” he snapped before taking it off and putting it around my

shoulders. “Just tell him you were cold, and I gave it to you. He doesn’t need to know anything

else. You don’t owe him an explanation.”

I nodded. “Okay. Thanks.”

Mitch seemed agitated and looked me up and down. “We should go.”

The walk back to the fairground was awkward to say the least. Neither one of us seemed to

know what to say about what had happened, so we chose to say nothing at all.

When we approached, Davey was sipping on a giant drink while Aidan was checking his