Love Me, Page 3

  Chapter Three

  Temptation

  “Come on, Tammie, let’s get to the car,” Devon suggested. Tammie nodded in compliance and they both grabbed their stuff and headed to the car, dripping with the lake’s crystal water. They drove to Devon’s house because it was closer than hers. As soon as they got in the house Devon grabbed towels for the both of them.

  “I’m gonna have to dry out my car,” Devon grimaced.

  Tammie shrugged and playfully pushed him. “Well, I think you’re kind of cute when you’re wet.”

  Devon looked up at her and smiled. “Oh, really?”

  Tammie smiled coyly and turned away. Devon gently grabbed her arm and slowly pulled her close.

  “You’re not so bad yourself,” he said, his mouth barely an inch from hers.

  Tammie began to say something, but before she could, Devon had her lips locked in his. Tammie felt the blood rushing from her veins as his kiss intensified. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him closer, not wanting him to let her go. Devon ran his hand along her back, and Tammie jumped as electricity shot through her body. Tammie’s mind turned to mush as she tried to sort through her emotions. All she could think of was how firm the muscles on his neck were, how great the kiss was, and how much she didn’t want this to stop.

  Devon moved from her lips to her cheek and her neck. He caressed her shoulder and Tammie felt herself trembling with excitement.

  “We should do something about these wet clothes,” Devon whispered in her ear. The warmth of his breath traveled to every inch of her body, igniting her insides.

  “Come on, Tams.” Tammie followed him as he led her to his room. “I really do love that shirt on you,” Devon complimented, kissing her behind her ear. Tammie blushed.

  “We shouldn’t stay in these.” Devon pointed at Tammie’s clothes. “I have some T-shirts and sweats you can wear. They’re in the dresser beside the lamp.”

  Tammie made her way to the dresser, but stopped to watch Devon pull his shirt over his head. She was impressed with his flawless form. Tammie glanced at her own flabby physique and sighed. She wished she were in better shape. Devon could be with any girl, yet here he was with her. She must be special to him. She had to be.

  •••

  Tammie blinks away fresh tears. Her heart feels torn in a million pieces. She needs to get out of the house before she loses her mind. She grabs her purse and leaves without her mother or grandmother noticing.

  Her brother is outside playing on the swing as she ambles through the yard. He looks up at her with curious eyes as she walks past him.

  “I’m going for a walk, okay, buddy?” Tammie speaks quickly. He nods and continues his blissful activity on the swing.

  •••

  “Go ahead and change,” Devon suggested to Tammie as he slipped off his pants. Tammie watched him, awe struck. He was so comfortable taking off his clothes in front of her. Even though he had his shorts on underneath, he didn’t seem at all embarrassed for her to see him. She wished she could be that way with him, trust him completely, but she couldn’t let him see her. Not until she lost more weight.

  Devon glanced her way and smiled as he watched her fumble with the buttons on her shirt. He made his way towards Tammie, shirt casually slung over his shoulder. He didn’t seem to be in any hurry to put it on, either. He was watching her every move, and Tammie felt her dark skin turning red.

  Devon grabbed her trembling hand. “Want some help with that?” he whispered. His voice sounded so sweet, so comforting, Tammie could only nod yes. Her heart rate increased as Devon began slowly undoing the buttons on her shirt. He wasn’t even touching her, why was she so excited?

  Before the thought could leave her mind, Devon’s fingers grazed the bare skin of Tammie’s chest. Devon looked at Tammie adoringly and smiled.

  “Your skin is so soft,” Devon commented.

  “Thanks,” Tammie barely choked the word out. Devon kissed her again and Tammie forgot her embarrassment. He wanted her. She knew that without any doubt. And she wanted him too.