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“Your parents seem to like me.”
“They do.” She nods.
“I think your sister likes me too.”
“We already knew that. I was afraid of that happening when they said she was staying here.”
“What about you?” He asks.
“What about me?”
“Do you like me?” I figure why the hell not.
“Of course, you’re one of my best friends.” she shrugs.
We both remove our jackets. When I turn around, she’s leaning against the back of the couch. I approach her, place my hands on the edge of the couch on both sides of her, caging her in.
“No Kale. Do you like me?" I say each word painstakingly slow and pause. "Because, I’m finding that I enjoy holding your hand, that I like kissing you, and that I sleep better by being wrapped up in you while I sleep.”
I’ve shocked her. She stares at me, not exactly knowing what to say, but I note that she isn’t pushing me away.
“I’m going to kiss you again.” I warn.
“Why are you telling me?”
“I’m giving you the chance to tell me no.”
“What if I don’t want to?” she whispers.
I rush forward, my hands go to the side of her face as her hands go to the nape of my neck, her fingers running through my hair, tightening against my strands. Our lips press together, our tongues tangle, and our breaths become one.
Without breaking our connection, I turn her and move her in the bedroom's direction, her bedroom, fuck it… currently our bedroom.
Kaley
My mind is racing, we’re making out. Not just a peck, but full on making out. My tongue is in his mouth, his in mine. Our hands running all over each other as he steers me to my bedroom.
Our bedroom.
The bedroom we’re currently sharing.
Oh shit!
Someone knocks on our front door. Quietly at first, then louder as we continue to ignore it.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
“Ugh!” He groans. “Ignore her.”
“Kaley! I know you’re in there! Answer the door!” Denise yells from the hallway.
“You know I can’t ignore it.”
We pull apart from another and straighten our clothes.
“Well, I don’t yet know what you look like after I have fucked you, but I can tell you that… well, you look like you’ve been fucked.” He smiles, wiping some saliva off of my bottom lip.
“And you have a tent in your pants.” I look down.
