Spencer’s did.
Spencer’s kiss was molten fire and fury. When our lips met, I became his. He possessed me. There is no other way to describe it.
Spencer kissed me the way I want to be kissed. He pushed me to my boundaries without going over. His kiss sparked a level of longing deep inside my body that I had never experienced before. It made me feel alive.
It was like being awakened by being thrown into a pool of icy water.
And what the hell is going on between Spencer and Andrew? Obviously, they know each other. Katy and I had seen them arguing. What about?
All that and more weighs on my mind as I sit in the dark, listening to the distant tick-tock of the clock’s second hand. Christ, I’m a mess.
I’d gone my whole life without having a single guy interested in me. And now, in the span of a week, I have two ?
I honestly don’t know what to do. Sleep seems like a good option, but sleep is a long time coming even after I lie in bed and close my eyes.
***
I wake up Saturday morning determined to put last night’s events behind me. I can’t change the past. The only thing I can do is make the right decisions in the future.
It’s pretty clear that the right choice is to forget about Spencer. Not that I think it’s going to be easy. Not with his level of intensity.
Still, I have to make it clear to him that what happened last night was a mistake. I want him to know that he should not expect a repeat of that in the future.
Then comes the hard part: I have to tell Andrew what happened. I don’t know how he’ll react.
The only thing going in my favor is that things did not progress past kissing last night. Maybe it will help Andrew forgive me. Things could have easily turned much more… physical… between me and Spencer.
All that will have to wait until Monday. I want a day or two to collect my thoughts and sort out my feelings. Tomorrow is my first day at work. Being in the water will be a welcome familiarity.
I glance at the top bunk as I get out of bed. It’s unoccupied, as expected. I go down the hall to check the other room. The door is open, and there is nobody there, either. I wonder where Katy spent the night.
I make myself breakfast with the leftover groceries Spencer bought us. The first thing I want to do with my paycheck is pay him back. I do not want any kind of debt between us. If I don’t resolve it, I’m sure he will just use it as an excuse to see me.
Pickles jumps on my desk just as I’m about to get started on my homework. I shoo him away. He gives me the saddest look in the history of the world.
All of a sudden, I feel guilty for neglecting him the past few days. I pick him up and place him on my lap, then reach for his favorite brush. He purrs in content as I stroke his thick, rich fur. Eventually, he falls asleep on my legs.
“You don’t know how easy you have it, cat,” I tell him with a wistful sigh and return to my homework.
***
I don’t see Katy all day. I text her out of concern, and she gets back to me seconds later saying not to worry and that she’ll explain everything when she gets back. I take it as code for, “ I met a guy .”
It’s dark by the time I finish my schoolwork. Even though the day is gone, I feel good about myself. I got a lot done.
I flip my MacBook open and browse iTunes for the latest episode of True Blood . Pickles curls up at my feet, and I relax with my show. It’s a lot easier to handle drama when it’s going on in somebody else’s love life.
***
I get up early on Sunday, excited to get to the pool. Katy is still nowhere to be seen.
I stuff a swimsuit and a few towels into my bag and head off. Technically, I’m not expected there for another few hours. I figure it’ll be good for me to do some laps to clear my mind.
I dive into the pool, slipping underwater with barely a splash. I love the easy efficiency with which my body flows. Sometimes, I feel a bit awkward on land. I’ve never had that feeling
Spencer’s kiss was molten fire and fury. When our lips met, I became his. He possessed me. There is no other way to describe it.
Spencer kissed me the way I want to be kissed. He pushed me to my boundaries without going over. His kiss sparked a level of longing deep inside my body that I had never experienced before. It made me feel alive.
It was like being awakened by being thrown into a pool of icy water.
And what the hell is going on between Spencer and Andrew? Obviously, they know each other. Katy and I had seen them arguing. What about?
All that and more weighs on my mind as I sit in the dark, listening to the distant tick-tock of the clock’s second hand. Christ, I’m a mess.
I’d gone my whole life without having a single guy interested in me. And now, in the span of a week, I have two ?
I honestly don’t know what to do. Sleep seems like a good option, but sleep is a long time coming even after I lie in bed and close my eyes.
***
I wake up Saturday morning determined to put last night’s events behind me. I can’t change the past. The only thing I can do is make the right decisions in the future.
It’s pretty clear that the right choice is to forget about Spencer. Not that I think it’s going to be easy. Not with his level of intensity.
Still, I have to make it clear to him that what happened last night was a mistake. I want him to know that he should not expect a repeat of that in the future.
Then comes the hard part: I have to tell Andrew what happened. I don’t know how he’ll react.
The only thing going in my favor is that things did not progress past kissing last night. Maybe it will help Andrew forgive me. Things could have easily turned much more… physical… between me and Spencer.
All that will have to wait until Monday. I want a day or two to collect my thoughts and sort out my feelings. Tomorrow is my first day at work. Being in the water will be a welcome familiarity.
I glance at the top bunk as I get out of bed. It’s unoccupied, as expected. I go down the hall to check the other room. The door is open, and there is nobody there, either. I wonder where Katy spent the night.
I make myself breakfast with the leftover groceries Spencer bought us. The first thing I want to do with my paycheck is pay him back. I do not want any kind of debt between us. If I don’t resolve it, I’m sure he will just use it as an excuse to see me.
Pickles jumps on my desk just as I’m about to get started on my homework. I shoo him away. He gives me the saddest look in the history of the world.
All of a sudden, I feel guilty for neglecting him the past few days. I pick him up and place him on my lap, then reach for his favorite brush. He purrs in content as I stroke his thick, rich fur. Eventually, he falls asleep on my legs.
“You don’t know how easy you have it, cat,” I tell him with a wistful sigh and return to my homework.
***
I don’t see Katy all day. I text her out of concern, and she gets back to me seconds later saying not to worry and that she’ll explain everything when she gets back. I take it as code for, “ I met a guy .”
It’s dark by the time I finish my schoolwork. Even though the day is gone, I feel good about myself. I got a lot done.
I flip my MacBook open and browse iTunes for the latest episode of True Blood . Pickles curls up at my feet, and I relax with my show. It’s a lot easier to handle drama when it’s going on in somebody else’s love life.
***
I get up early on Sunday, excited to get to the pool. Katy is still nowhere to be seen.
I stuff a swimsuit and a few towels into my bag and head off. Technically, I’m not expected there for another few hours. I figure it’ll be good for me to do some laps to clear my mind.
I dive into the pool, slipping underwater with barely a splash. I love the easy efficiency with which my body flows. Sometimes, I feel a bit awkward on land. I’ve never had that feeling
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