Page 75 of Talk Swoony to Me


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Jenna stops in front of me. “There are extra condoms under the bathroom sink if you go through the two I put in your clutch earlier.”

“You—” My jaw drops as I yank open my purse. I find two condoms inside, pinched between my wallet and phone. I pull them out, surprised yet… genuinely impressed. “Thank you.”

“You know I got your back.” She gives my shoulders a loving, big sister squeeze. “Most of all, just relax. Enjoy yourself. Sex isn’t that big of a deal. Tomorrow morning, you’ll be wondering what all the fuss was about.”

I swallow hard. “Maybe.”

“Now, go get some.” She bounces with excitement. “This is great. After this, we’ll finally get to talk about cock.”

“Finally,” I say, raising my shaking fist.

Jenna shifts to leave, then stops. “And don’t think I haven’t noticed that you’re still wearing panties.”

I reluctantly bend over and slide them off under my skirt beneath her sharp stare.

“Atta girl,” she says with a wink.

She marches out into the hall. I linger behind to stare at myself in the mirror again.

“Just relax,” I repeat her words. “Enjoy yourself.”

“Hey, Jenna. You heading out?”

My ears perk to Drew’s voice.

“Yeah,” she answers. “I’ve got a test on Monday that I’m not even close to being prepared for, so…”

He chuckles. “Good luck.”

“You, too, big guy.”

I smile, so very thankful to have her.

The front door closes. I take a deep breath and hold it for as long as possible. It’s just me and Drew here now. There’s no one here to stop us. No one to interrupt…

“Just relax,” I whisper again, calming myself.

I slowly step out into the living room. For a moment, Drew doesn’t notice I’m here. I look at him and the butterflies settle and the goosebumps rise. He’s just so…

“Hey,” he says, lowering the remote as he notices me gawking at him.

Pretty.

“Hi,” I say.

He points at the TV. “Have you seen this one?”

I check the screen. “Oh, yeah. Like a hundred times.”

“Good.” He hits play and sets the remote aside. “Then you won’t mind if we talk over it.”

“Talk?” I ask.

“I don’t like watching new stuff on first dates,” he says. “A first date is for long conversations and lingering glances in each other’s eyes. Can’t do that if you have to stare at a screen and be quiet for two hours, you know what I mean?”

“Totally.” I shift slightly, not ready to sit down yet. “Did you want something to drink? We’ve got soda.”

“I’ll take a soda. Anything you got.”

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