Cadent could swear on her life she was having an out of body experience. Everything had suddenly become so surreal. Well maybe not suddenly, but when Caden noticed it, the surrealism of the whole experience barred down on her like a sandbag.
She had woken up early that morning, eager and fidgety for her morning breakfast with Jon. The warm shower she took didn't help to calm her nerves and she had to re-do her hair three times, burning herself on her flat iron each time. For as much trouble as she went through she had prayed the morning would be worth it. Collin had called as she stepped out the door, wishing her luck and balls, in the proverbial sense.
Jon had been there before her, which was what she hadn't wanted. He had brought a red blanket and home cooked food was strewn across it in Tupperware containers and on plastic plates. For ten minutes she had picked though her food nervously before he took her plate and kissed her.
"Chill out," he had commanded softly. The rest of the morning had been filled with random kisses and walks around the park. They talked about anything and possibly everything. For an hour or two they dropped by Jon's mom's place and listened to her ramble on about women's rights and other fights she was blindly going after. For lunch they had gone to her favorite restaurant and sat had there till night.
Which brought her to where she was now.
She sat in Jon's car in the empty parking lot of Wal-Mart. The smell of burgers wafted through the air and made her stomach growl despite the fact that her cheeseburger lay open in front of her. She didn't want to eat. She barely even heard her stomach growl. Her mind was other places, focused on other things.
One of those other things sat less then two feet away from her, crumpling up the wrapping from his burger and throwing it into the bag beside him. He glanced up at her and the surreal feeling that had been suffocating her ended abruptly.
Seeing that he was staring now, Caden began picking at her burger, pretending to have an appetite.
"I'm sorry to have dragged you to my mom's house," he stated, he sounded genuinely apologetic and that bizarre feeling threatened to come up again. "Are your ears okay? I saw you rubbing them four hours into her lecture about the conspiracy against women in America."
Caden smiled. She ripped off a piece of the hamburger bun and nibbled at it before saying, "Some of the things she had to say were actually pretty interesting. Your dad lost a valuable wife and encyclopedia."
Jon took the hamburger from her hands. "You don't have to eat it if you're not hungry." His voice was quite and it was then that she remembered that they were in the confines of the car. His very restricting car and if he felt the urge to lean in for a quick one, the only way to escape him would be to meld her head with the windshield. Cady cleared her throat before speaking again. "Today was nice-"Jon gave her a skeptical look, so she added "seriously. We should do it again sometime."
"Maybe next time I'll take you out somewhere fancy." His voice was quite. Caden nodded. "You don't have to. The way things were was fine." The car fell into silence before Caden shifted in her seat, feet to the back of the chair, back to the glove compartment. She could see him perfectly. The lighting from the parking lot spilled into the car, illuminating Jon's face on one side.
"This is super cheesy but...this is nice. I like...being here in the car, just hanging out. It reminds me of the old days." It had taken her twenty seconds longer to say that than she had originally planned. She hated how nervous she sounded. Jon let his head lull back on the seat. "The old days..." he said in a sigh.
"Should I stay quiet so you can reminisce?"
For a second Jon stayed quiet, answering her question with silence but he smiled and looked up at her. "I'm not so sure if I really liked the old days." His answer was a shocker and she bore her emotion on her face. "You can't be that surprised to hear that."
"No, I really am. You were always out partying, doing the rich boy thing—"
"Oh, is that what it's called?"
"Ssh, lemme finish. You were always out partying and enjoying yourself. Drinking and drugs." Cady waited a tick before adding, "and sex."
Jon laughed out loud, catching Caden off guard. "You wanna hear a secret?" he asked, after calming himself down.
With skeptical eyes, Cady replied, "I'm not sure..."
Jon sat up, moving closer to her. "I didn't have as much sex as you think I did."
"Really?" That was a genuine lie; it had to be. "So your telling me that you partied at some of the hottest spots in California, every night, might I add, and your dad, asshole he may be, is a very well-off man with a very well-off son that everyone knows-" She took a breath. "And you didn't get laid just about every night?"
"No, I did get laid just about every night but not by random girls that I met at clubs, like you think. I had sex with one person, and you know who that one person is."
Caden was quiet as she stared in to Jon's serious hazel eyes. He looked as if he would kiss her but didn't. "Me." She mouthed the words softly, and her heart skipped a beat when he glanced down at her lips. "Yeah." He leaned in, slowly melding his lips with hers. His tongue battled with hers softly for supremacy, his hands found their way into her soft hair and behind her warm neck.
God, she wanted more of this—this feeling of being free and unburdened by anything. The feelings that had been running rampant through her head, melted away with the first touch of his lips. Her thoughts were a soft void of nothing. Her stomach that had been doing flips earlier was still and for the first time that night, quiet. She allowed her muscles to relax, and as if Jon felt that he hoisted her over the gear shift and onto his lap. She made a soft noise as she settled over him, straddling his lap.
She could feel him settled perfectly between her legs and all at once her feelings returned to her and pooled hot in between her legs. She ground herself onto him and felt him strong and hard, constricted by his jeans. Jon released her mouth to allow a gasp to escape. His head lulled back on the chair and he breathed hard for a few seconds before raising himself back to look at her.
"You are so beautiful." He couldn't have stopped himself from saying it even when they were mere thoughts in his brain. She did look beautiful, now, with her head slightly thrown back and eyes closed, trying her best to get close to him, and all the time-whether she was happy, sad or angry.
Cady opened her eyes to him. She smiled, but the smile faltered when he raised his hips and ground himself into her. She parted her lips and a moan escaped.
"We could leave..." Jon suggested. He sat up, pressing his lips against Caden's exposed neck. "Let's go to your condo, please." The hand that had been on her hips, keeping her steady, drifted under the dress she had put on this morning. He played with the seam of her panties before moving upwards to her breasts. Caden stifled a moan as Jon found her nipple through her thin bra and teased it. His lips found hers again and she moaned into them. "Please," he begged, still whispering.
