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Chapter one
Hazel
Ashiver runs through me with only my towel wrapped around my body and my hair dripping wet. My phone buzzes on my dresser as I enter my room. Picking it up, my face breaks into a smile seeing that it's Dexter. We've been best friends since we were eight years old. I get a giddy feeling every time he calls.
"Hey, Dex." My tone is always upbeat when I talk to him.
His deep voice fills my ear. “Hazel, are we still on for the fall carnival tonight? You don't have anything that came up do you?"
I can hear a hint of teasing in his voice, since as of late something does seem to come up when we try to make plans. And unfortunately for me Dex is a stickler for keeping up with commitments.
“No, Dexter, I made sure to block off tonight for you. I'm getting ready now and I can meet you at seven. Does that work?” I sass back, giving him a taste of his own medicine.
If I'm going to make it by seven, I need to get dressed. I put my phone on speaker while I rummage through my closet for something sexy to wear. It needs to be perfect. Tonight needs to be perfect.
I’m going to convince Dexter to see me as something more than his best friend. I’m tired of pretending that being friends is enough for me. Letting out a soft sigh, I run through my plan in my head once more. He is it for me. Dexter is kind, protective and cares for me. Physically I'm so attracted to him that every time I get close to him, my panties dampen.
The way his dark brown hair swoops over his eyes, and always has that messy but put together look. I just want to run my fingers through it. He also has the best body with so many muscles that fills out his clothes just right. Dexter is tall, I’m not short myself. I’m about 5’7 but the way he towers over me makes me feel so small. His deep brown eyes that pull me in whenever I look at them. And those soft, pink lips make me want to smash mine against them.
He can't just be willing to try a relationship. I want him to need me as much as I need him.
“Yeah, seven works. I’ll meet you at the Ferris wheel.” His voice pulls me back from my wandering thoughts.
Butterflies take over my stomach when I think about telling Dexter I’m in love with him and have been for a while now. It's fucking scary as shit. If he doesn’t feel the same, then I could lose him forever, and that would be devastating. My pulse quickens and sweat forms on my brow just thinking about it.
My eyes snap back to my phone hearing Dexter’s deep voice rumble, "Hazel, did you hear me?”
Shit, he's frustrated. He may have been saying my name for a little while, but I wasn’t quiet for that long. He acts like he's been calling my name forever. I roll my eyes and give him my best bratty tone. “Yes, Dexter, I heard you. We’ll meet by the Ferris wheel.”
My heart keeps trying to come to the forefront and I need to get off the phone before I word vomit all my feelings. This is a conversation that needs to happen in person. And if I'm going to be on time for that chat, I need to finish getting ready. "I’ll see you there, Dex," I snap at him.
I shudder. That came out a little bit more aggressive than I meant. I just want to get off the phone, so I can get dressed and get to the carnival. "Quit rolling your eyes and being infuriating," he barks back at me.
Of course, Dexter doesn’t let me get away with being a so troublesome. He never does. That's one of the things I love about him is that he doesn't let me get away with being rude.
He’s been putting me in my place since I was eight.
And why does calling him going all Daddy make my pussy tingle? The buzz that he always gives my body pulses through me. Goose bumps start to cover my body and my nipples become so hard as I imagine him punishing me, running his hand down my spine, while pushing me down until I'm bent over with my ass in the air. Would he spank me? Or find another way to punish me for being a brat…
Shit. I need to focus and not think about his large rough hands all over my body. “Whatever Dex. I’m hanging up now. I need to get ready.”
His laugh comes through the phone. “Alright Haze. I'll see you there."
I hang up the phone, and my eyes land on his favorite shirt, hanging in my closet. I pull the cashmere black sweater off the hanger, knowing it will look amazing on me for tonight. The color brings out the green in my eyes. Dex tells me every time I wear it.
Pairing the sweater with my jean skirt that hits in the middle of my thigh, allows me to be modest but still show off a ton of leg. My knee-high boots will complement the outfit perfectly. Sexy without trying too hard. I’ve got this!
The anticipation of what the night could bring buzzes along my skin as I get dressed. Finishing my makeup, I complete the look with red lipstick, which will make my lips pop.
I hope when he sees me with this lip color he imagines me on my knees with my lips around his cock.
Crap. It seems all I can think about is sex. I try to shake the naughty thoughts from my head. I can’t get too far ahead of myself. Dexter has to say yes first.
Chapter two
Dexter
After I called to confirm my plans with Hazel, my body relaxed with ease, knowing we were still going to meet up at the town carnival. These days have been a little hard to get out and see her. My life has been so busy trying to keep my dad happy. I check my watch and see that it’s already five-thirty and she wants to meet at seven, which means I should have about an hour for training.
