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“Okay, sure.”

I walk in the direction that I saw Astrid go. She must’ve slipped down the hall that leads to the bathrooms. I turn a corner. I haven’t really gotten a chance to talk to her alone since that day in the pool and the longer we go without addressing it, the tighter the constriction is around my chest.

Even if all she tells me is to fuck off, at least I’ll have an answer, and I’ll know how she feels. And then I can go back to my normal life.

Not knowing is the worst part.

“Astrid,” I call into the emptiness. “Astrid?” She couldn’t have gone anywhere else.

She walks out of the women’s restroom and stops dead in her tracks when she sees me. “Sean?”

“What are you doing here?”

“Me? Going to the bathroom. What are you doing here?” She looks pointedly at the women’s restroom sign.

Right. The men’s is down the other hall. I scratch the back of my neck. “I, uh,” I laugh. There is no way to say this and not sound weird. “I was following you.”

She looks at me with wide, surprised eyes.

“I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” I start to explain.

“Oh yeah?” She smiles.

I let out an exhale of relief.

“I’m alright, Sean.” She doesn’t run away. She doesn’t look repulsed by me. Or afraid.

Thank god.

“Well, um, while I have you.” I realize I’m standing between her and the exit. I don’t want her to feel trapped, so I step the side. “I wanted to talk about the other day, if that’s alright with you?”

“I’m so sorry, I’ll never do it again.” Her cheeks turn pink and she stares at her feet. “I know it wasn’t professional, I uh- I misread the situation. I’m sorry.” Her words come out in a rush.

“You did it on purpose?” I ask, taken aback. This isn’t the conversation I was expecting at all.

“Yeah, and I know it was wrong. It complicates things, me living with you and stuff. I am so, so sorry.” She fidgets with her hands, still not able to look up.

“Astrid,” I say softly. Had I known this was what she thought, I would’ve talked to her sooner.

“Yeah?”

“Look at me.”

She hesitates, taking a deep breath. “Sean, I’m so?—"

I push her back against the wall, pinning her hips with my body as I grab her face between my hands and bend to kiss her.

“Oh.” She’s startled. Her mouth is hesitant as my lips capture hers. And then she reacts. Her fingers dig into my body as she grips wherever she can reach.

I part her lips with my tongue, hungry, devouring her. I slip my hands into her hair, yanking her head back for better access to her, to dominate her.

I feel myself growing hard already. Dammit. My body reacts too quickly with her. I try to pull back a little, giving her space, but her fingers grip my shirt and yank me back against her.

I groan into her mouth and I swear she presses herself closer against me still.

I keep one hand tangled in her hair, allowing the other to tentatively stroke down her body. I trail my fingers over her waist, waiting for any sign that I’ve gone too far. But she only grows more passionate. Wild. Her teeth nipping at my lower lip, eliciting a groan.

She feels so good.

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