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Chapter 22
Will
By the time we make it home to Clover, the streets are deserted. Still, I turn off the main roads as soon as I can just in case someone recognizes my bike and realizes that’s Jovie riding on the back of it.
I feel Jovie pat my arm and I look to the left, following her pointed finger toward the high school parking lot as we pass by it. Nearly two dozen cars are parked together by the entrance — not exactly a sight one sees at nine at night.
I hit the brake and pull over to the side of the road.
Jovie slides her shield up. “Town meeting?” she asks.
I shake my head. “Not tonight.”
“Then, what’s going on?”
We look at each other and our lips curl with the same devious smiles we saved for the more rebellious nights of our youth. I rev the engine and accelerate into the parking lot, rolling all the way to the school entrance and stopping there.
The door is unlocked. We walk inside the dark and shadowed lobby and slink past the front desk and principal’s office. A few voices travel toward us from the gymnasium down the hall. Jovie’s hand finds its way into mine and we take light steps to the propped-open doorway.
About thirty people sit around the gym, clumped together on folding chairs in groups of a half-dozen or so but with no practical reason as far as I can tell.
Coach Rogers stands at the front with a laptop connected to a projector, showing off various slides as he does for visual aids at every town meeting but there wasn’t one scheduled for tonight.
What are they doing here?
I listen closely as Coach continues talking back and forth with the small crowd but my sense of hearing fades as Jovie lays her hand on my chest. There’s a layer of cotton fabric between our skin but a rush of warmth still ripples down my abs. I look down into her big, smiling eyes and this entire evening flashes in my head again.
I made love to my Jovie again. Finally. I felt her body writhing against mine, just as warm and tight as she was before. The real intimate details of her came rushing back like the way her hands shake for several minutes after orgasm. Things that no one else in the world would know except me.
She comes closer and grows two inches taller as she pushes up onto her toes. Our lips touch, silently pursing in a slow kiss. I pull her against me and her hands falls to my waist while mine settle on either side of her face.
“Okay, let’s talk about the Jovie situation.”
Her heels touch the floor, breaking our kiss.
“As you all are aware,” Coach continues, “Jovie Ross has reappeared in town and has already displayed some interesting behavior.”
“Interesting?”
I look into the gym again and watch as Lucky cries out from her chair.
“More like criminal,” she says. “She’s already driven people away from my bar. I could go bankrupt.”
“And let’s not forget that tantrum she threw in the town square!” someone adds.
“Get her out!”
“Well, now…” Coach tries to subdue the scattered shouts. “Technically, she hasn’t broken any laws—”
“We don’t care!”
Mrs. Clark’s shrilling voice carries over the others. “She assaulted me on my own porch!”
“Clover was fine without her!”
“We should make her leave! Her useless father, too!”
Jovie recoils, her face torn apart in the shadowed hallway as the voices get louder.
