Promised (The Promised Series)

visited last month.”
    “And?” I ask, maybe a little too enthusiastically.
    Looking at her shoes, she explains shyly. “I don’t know yet. I was hoping you’d open it for me. I was too nervous to do it myself.”
    Taking her hand, I guide her into the living room. I tell Nate. “We’re going to my room.”
    He looks up from the game long enough to take in Wyn. He flips out his hand says. “Fine. I’ll record the last part for you to watch. Hi, Wyn.”
    “Umm… Hi, Nate.” She replies back as I guide her down the hall towards my room. Once we’re inside and I shut the door, I sit her on my bed and take the envelope from her.
    I wave the envelope around and pace the floor in front of her. “Now, you have to promise me that if we don’t get the response we want from this school that you won’t give up. This school might be the ideal location, but there are others and I don’t want you to give up hope.”
    “I promise, Linc.”
    I stop my pacing to take her in and the sight of her on my bed nearly brings me to my knees. As always, she’s stunning. But like the day we visited the college, she’s dressed casually. A pair of worn in skinny leg jeans, a light purple long sleeved sweater that hangs loose, and a pair of black flats. God, she’s beautiful. And she’s in my room. On my bed!
    “Linc?” She calls when I continue staring at her.
    “God, you’re beautiful.” I tell her, causing her eyes to warm and a smile to crack across her face.
    “The letter.” She prompts softly.
    “Oh, yeah.” I finally remember the reason we’re in here. I rip open the end and pull out the small stack of papers inside. Wyn closes her eyes as I scan the top sheet.
    “Open your eyes, honey.” I gently command.
    Her eyes flutter open and I can see she’s fighting back tears. “It’s ok. I applied to some other schools.”
    “You got in.”
    Her eyes widen in surprise and then once it fully sinks in, she jumps up from the bed and into my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. She doesn’t give me a chance to say anything else before she slams her lips down on mine in a rough and demanding kiss. I, of course, submit and let her take the lead in this sensual celebration.
    When both of us are out of breath, she pulls back just enough to place her forehead against mine and gather herself. Her breathing returns to normal and she smiles. “I got in.”
    I tighten my arms around her and confirm. “You got in.”
    “I don’t care if I have to work four jobs to support myself and pay. I’m going.” She states the steel of her determination in her voice.
    I walk us over to my bed, put my knee on it and lay her down. I lay myself between her legs, my upper body propped up on my hands. I stare down at her and ask. “Are you saying what I think you are?”
    Wyn nibbles the corner of her lip as she searches my face. Finally, she releases her lip and nods her head.
    “I need to hear the words, baby.” I tell her, lifting a hand to run along her hair line, pushing the stray curls back in place.
    “I choose you.” Her words cause a warm feeling to shoot right through me. I roll us over so she’s on top, straddling my hips.
    “You choose me.” I repeat her words, more so they’ll sink in than anything else.
    “I choose you.”
    “You choose me.” I say in awe.
    “I think we covered that.” She giggles at my reaction.
    I run my hands up her back, making her lean closer to me. “I was trying to savor those three little words that just made my dreams come true.”
    “Well I can be quiet and let you continue.” She moves to get off me. “Or I could leave and give you a little time to get yourself together.”
    I tighten my hold on her back. “The hell you will. I like you right where you’re at.”
    “I guess it’s a good thing I’m leaving my world, otherwise I’d be in trouble for being in this position with you.” She says, appraising our position.
    I reposition us on our sides so we’re facing each other. “Better?”
    “Much. Thank you.”
    “I never want you to feel uncomfortable with me.”
    “Not possible, but thank you for being so considerate.” She replies, placing her hand against my chest.
    “When do you want to go get your stuff? Now? Later? I can’t wait to have you under the same roof as me.”
    “Linc, if we don’t want to cause a whole lot of problems, we have to wait till I’m eighteen.”
    I flop onto my back. “I don’t like that