The Best Kind of Trouble

The Best Kind of Trouble by Courtney B. Jones

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expression on his face, and the sheen of sweat covering his brow.
     
    “Tell me no one else has touched you, Ash,” he repeated, punctuating his words with the rocking of his hips against mine.  “Say it.”
     
    “Only you,” I whispered, desperate for release.
     
    He slammed his lips to mine and pushed inside me, hard and fast.  Raw, carnal, and desperate, we came together in a dizzying rush, a haze of want and lust so thick between us, it erupted in a powerful explosion, blurring my vision. A euphoria so perfect, so beautiful, it obscured every ugly thought and feeling I’d had before.
     
    Nathan collapsed on top of me. When his breathing slowed, he rolled to the side, taking me with him. 
     
    I clung to him, my face pressed into the crook of his neck, arms draped across his chest, my nails digging into the thick muscles of his biceps. 
     
    Nathan wrapped one arm around my back holding me firmly against him, with the other he threaded his fingers through my hair, over and over again, until my eyes drooped closed.
     
    We didn’t speak. And when I woke up in the morning, he was gone.
     
    ~000~
     
    The next morning, I was sitting out on the balcony smoking, when Katie walked out and sat down next to me, giving me a disapproving look.
     
    “Is that your breakfast?” 
     
    I rolled my eyes and shrugged.  I knew I’d been smoking too much lately, but at least I wasn’t drinking or doing drugs. Or spending all day crying under the covers.
     
    “Nate was here again last night, huh?”
     
    I sighed, heavily.  I didn’t really want to talk about it, but if I didn’t give her something, she’d never leave me alone about it.  “Yeah, but I don’t understand why.”
     
    Katie gave me a confused look.  “What do you mean? He obviously still cares about you.”
     
    “Katie,” I huffed.  “I slept with him, and then he just up and leaves this morning before I wake up.  Didn’t even say goodbye.”
     
    Her eyes widened.
     
    “I don’t get him,” I told her, as I let it all come pouring out.  “I think he’s got a secret.  I don’t know what.  And I don’t think I even want to find out.”
     
    “What kind of secret?” Katie asked.  Her brows were pinched together and I could tell she was trying to decide if I was going crazy or not.
     
    I shrugged.  “I don’t know.  And I don’t want to know.”
     
    Okay, so that was a lie.  But in all honesty, not knowing was better.  I needed to keep my distance from Nathan Williams.
     
    ~000~
     
    Thursday was Halloween.
     
    Katie came in and plopped down on the couch next to me, where I was fingering the strings on my guitar and working out a new song.
     
    “Hey,” she said.  “What are you doing tonight? Wanna go to a party?”
     
    “Okay, sure,” I said. 
     
    “I’m not sure…I mean, Nate might be there.  It’s at the frat house,” she said, eyeing me warily.
     
    I shrugged. And then I looked up and grinned.  “Good. Maybe I’ll wear the shortest skirt I own and talk to every freakin’ guy in that place just to piss him off.”
     
    Katie shook her head.  “Be careful, girl.”
     
    I smirked at her. “Why? He’s already broken my heart.”
     
    Her eyebrows drew together and she looked at me worriedly. “You are in a mood tonight.”
     
    I snorted. “No, I’m just feel like I need to teach that man a lesson.”
     
    Katie laughed. “I think you might be trouble, Ash.”
     
    I grinned, then I continued to strum my guitar for a few more minutes before Katie spoke again.
     
    “Hey, you know Mike’s? That bar on Fifth? It has open mic on Tuesdays.  You should go!”
     
    I frowned and shook my head.
     
    “Why not?”
     
    I shrugged.  “I don’t know.  I’m not that good, and my lyrics are really personal, I’ve never really shared them before.”
     
    “Ash, you’re good. I promise. You should try,” she paused.  “Just think about it.  It could be fun.”
     
    “Maybe,” I

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