Page 38 of Bring It On


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I got it.

You know, when Lucas said you were pretty private, I didn’t believe him at first. You seemed open enough to me. But I’m starting to think he was right.

I wasn’t quite sure what to make of that.

I’d say he was right.

In some ways. But not in others.

Meaning?

Meaning. . . I think I’ve gotten to know you fairly easily. And I’m definitely learning what you like sexually pretty quick, especially given that we’ve never even kissed before.

Mmmm, that’s another thing I can’t fucking wait for. To kiss you for the first time.

That and so many other things. Nate. . .

Yes, Zoe?

I really can’t wait to meet you in real life.

Given what I’d told her about my lack of life vision, I was glad to hear it. If there was ever a reason to get it together, this was it. My time here was coming to an end, and after my injury, I’d decided not to reenlist. The only problem? The army was my life.

I can’t wait to meet you too.

And I meant it. Although there was a part of me that worried too. I was positive Zoe girl would be more than satisfied sexually. But emotionally? I worried about that more than I wanted to admit, and now that the time was getting closer and closer, the “don’t give a fuck about anything” Nate was acting suspiciously like a guy who’d gone and caught. . .

Nah, couldn’t be.

I’d never loved a woman before. I’d cared for a few, sure. But love? It was an emotion I reserved for my family, but beyond that. . .

I thought of her earlier comment and didn’t want to shut her out like I did most people.

Years ago, an uncle on my mother’s side got into a motorcycle accident and passed away.

How old?

A week before his thirtieth birthday.

Jesus

Yeah. Tore my mother up pretty good. The whole family, actually. I was young enough that. . . it made an impression.

In what way?

How did I tell Zoe this without scaring her away? But I also didn’t want to meet her with any preconceived notions about me.

I’m not a very emotional guy.

I’m not sure about that.

She sent a wink face.

Passion and emotion are two different things.

Pause.

I really was trying my best to fuck this up today, wasn’t I?

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