All Chapters of 7 Deadly Sins series: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

SchuylerI intentionally sit opposite Calvin at dinner. The pull towards each other grew exponentially today after our pool-side kiss. Besides, from this side, I can flirt and tease him from a distance. I’m careful not to go too far. I only playfully flirt with him. I’m not so cruel to lead him on or suggest I’m ready for something I’m not. Perhaps it’s the dress giving me confidence and a mojo boost.With eyes closed, I groan out loud at the first bite of my appetizer; the crisp calamari with Buckaroo sauce engulfs my mouth.“You’ve got to try this,” I inform Calvin, extending a bite on my fork across the table for him. When he hesitates, I urge him, “C’mon! Don’t be afraid.”Calvin leans forward in his chair and allows me to place my fork in his mouth. I melt into a pool of mush when his full lips close around the tines, pulling back to slide the bite with him.I hope no one notices the full-body shiver that his action causes. My mind wanders to his mouth, tasting my body in the same

SchuylerThe two drinks I consume on the patio calm my nerves as the ocean waves pound against the sandy beach. I’ve enjoyed our conversation along with the soft, featherlike motion of Calvin’s fingertips on my arms, shoulders, and the back of my neck.I look up after placing my empty bottle on the cement beside me to find Calvin’s hooded eyes and luscious lips moving toward mine. I stifle a moan at the contact. They caress gently, slowly at first. In his kiss, I feel his want, his need, and his desire for me. It’s gasoline on the flames low in my belly.His hot, wet tongue glides along my lower lip suggestively. He’s ready for me to open up for him, to let him in. Like him, I want more. I press myself closer to him, my breasts longing to be free from their confinement to find friction against his chest. One large hand cups the back of my neck as the other presses on my lower back. He guides me with him as he stretches out on his lounger. His hands nestle me tight against him from my h

SchuylerWe enjoy a couple hours relaxing in the pool, using the swim-up bar, and soaking up our last day in the tropical heat. I relish Calvin’s attention and his body, which seems to be constantly in contact with mine.While in the deeper section of the pool, he loads me onto his back as he walks about. I lean over his shoulders to clasp my hands in front of his chest, and my thighs grip his hips. The sun-warmed skin on his back starkly contrasts the cool water that surrounds me. He lowers me to stand near the pool's edge.“I saw that,” Calvin murmurs into my ear.“Saw what?”“Your yawn.” He moves to stand directly in front of me. “Let’s dry off and head in for a nap.”I open my mouth to protest, but thoughts of playing under the sheets before we nap flood my mind. I attempt to quell the smirk that forms upon my lips, but fail miserably. I nod, and we exit the cool waters of the pool.Our eyes remain on each other as we try to towel off as best we can. I smooth out a dry towel upon m

SchuylerThe weeks after our Mexico trip pass quickly. While my friends attend class, I busy myself with online applications and paperwork. My student-teaching successfully ended, so I apply for my teaching license and graduation. I spend many hours applying for teaching positions in Iowa, Missouri, Nebraska, and Kansas. I also post my resume and paperwork to many of the education sites that districts use to recruit new hires. It’s almost a full-time job, but I’m eager to secure a position.I fear the reason I’m not hearing back on jobs is the two-semester break in my college studies. It’s a giant red flag, bringing up questions about my work ethic and follow through. I refuse to explain my absence in my cover letter, though. I worry they will pity me for the accident, and I don’t want a pity hire. I want to earn a position based on my credentials.Calvin calls or texts me each day. We’ve met a couple of times on campus for lunch between his classes. His studies demand most of his time

CalvinMy presentation is over, and my college classes are officially complete for the week. I pull my cell phone from the side pocket of my backpack, turning it on as I walk through the hallway. I push through the heavy metal doors into the warm spring sun.Done.Finally.It’s time to pack up my stuff and move into the next phase of my life. But first, I’ll spend the evening with Sky. Since I didn’t convince Garret to let me have the girls’ apartment tonight, I’ve invited her to my place, promising to fix her a meal to die for. She’s begged me all week to tell her what’s on the menu, but I’ve kept that a secret, just like the big one I plan to reveal to her tonight. I’m nervous, yet ready.After tonight, she’ll know everything. With Sky in my home, there can be no more hiding Tyler. I think I’m finally ready for the secrets to stop.Finally awake, my cell phone vibrates several times, signaling a missed phone call, many social media updates, and two texts. Since there is no voicemail,