#Freya low-key climbing her man like a tree

[sirianasims]

Chapter 31

King of My Heart

Samuel.

The taste of him on my lips, his arms around my body. Nothing else mattered. Nothing else existed.

I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted more. I wished he’d just tell me what to do, take away my doubts and second-guessing and worry. I would have done anything for him in that moment, if only he’d asked. I could feel his body pressed against me and I wanted to rip his shirt off and take him to bed immediately and… and do what, exactly?

My brain slowly but surely pushed my libido out of the driver’s seat and took control back.

Samuel reluctantly broke the kiss.

“Freya? Are you OK?”

I nodded, not trusting my voice. Or my legs, for that matter. He took my hand.

“Freya, it’s fine. I love you, and I’m not going to ask you to do anything you’re not ready for.”

I was both relieved and deeply disappointed.

“Come. We better go back to the party before they start worrying about us.”

With less than a month to graduation, plans were being made.

Samuel and Griffin had already discussed sharing an apartment in the city as they were headed there for medical school next.

Both Jessica and I had been scouted and offered spots with San Myshuno FC, so we were also moving to the city.

Samuel suggested that the four of us could find an apartment in San Myshuno together. It would be both easier and much more affordable.

We might only have been dating for a few weeks, but we had been living together for the last few years anyway, and sharing a room seemed like the logical next step. After all, we needed to see where this relationship was going.

It was strange and exhilarating to get to know new sides of Samuel. Since we’d always been friends, I thought I knew him pretty well, but getting to know him as my boyfriend was something else. He’d been much more guarded than I realised.

He told me about growing up in the shadow of his brother. Charlie had always been the entertainer, the one to grab the spotlight and demand attention.

When he was little, Samuel had tried to live up to Charlie, be as smart and talented. As effortlessly good at everything he did.

Later, Charlie had demanded attention in a different way, by constantly picking fights and getting into trouble. Samuel had gone from trying to be just like his brother to trying to be the opposite. He didn’t want to cause their parents any more pain.

It felt similar to my own struggles, except I was trying not to be as much of a disaster as my parents had been. But we understood each other.

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