anyway. I’d go crazy from knowing she was mine but not having her in my bed. I’m not a fan of big cities, so I wouldn’t move there, and she ran like a bat outta hell to get away from this small town.
Wait, what the hell am I even doing?
I shake my head and let out a deep breath. This is insane. I need to finish this case and get this girl out of my head. I place the bottle of perfume in my desk drawer and get back to work. The sooner I end this case, the better.
It’s nearly midnight before I decide to turn in for the night. Unfortunately, I’m not asleep for long before Truly invades my dreams, and I’m recalling the first time I was with her.
I’d been watching Truly the entire summer before my sophomore year of high school. I didn’t think she’d noticed me though. She looked to be in her own little world most of the time.
Like tonight, she’d been spending most of the night sitting on the hood of someone’s car, staring into the fire. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. The light from the bonfire was making her face glow blue, red, and orange. So pretty. Every time a guy approached her, I was worried I wouldn’t get this chance that I had right now. I hadn’t come with Truly, but I wanted to leave with her, so I followed her.
She was walking toward the path leading to the clearing where most people parked their cars.
“You’re not leaving, are you?”
“Yeah, my ride is heading out.” She turned and began to walk up the path, following her friends.
I took a few steps toward her and wrapped my hand around her wrist, pulling her to a standstill.
“No, hang out. I’ll make sure you get home.”
She looked down at our hands and smiled shyly. Her timid demeanor did something for me. Something about the way she never paid attention to me, hadn’t seemed to even notice me, made me want to do something to make her notice me. I wasn’t used to having that problem with girls. Being the quarterback of a small-town football team pretty much guaranteed that a guy got a good amount of female attention. I certainly wouldn’t complain, but I liked the thrill of the chase as much as any guy.
She looked up the hill as her friends started to disappear into the clearing.
“I don’t think so.” She shook her head, twisted her mouth up, and scrunched her nose.
It was probably the strangest reaction I’d ever gotten from a girl.
“Oh…wow. Am I that bad?”
She looked mortified. “What? No! I’m sorry.” She tipped her face toward the sky and laughed. “I should go before they leave me.” Still smiling, she walked backward up the path. “See ya.”
“Wait.” I caught up to her. “It’s only ten. Why are you leaving so early?”
“I told you already,” she replied.
“No, that’s not the truth. I said I would take you home,” I argued.
Someone yelled from the top of the path, “Truly, are you coming?”
She stared into my eyes.
After a few seconds passed and she didn’t answer, I took it upon myself to answer for her, “No, she’s not.”
Thankfully, her smile met mine. She took a clumsy step toward me, and I walked beside her, back to the bonfire.
For the next few hours, we sat on the tailgate of my truck in front of the fire. I took advantage of every opportunity I could to touch her with subtle touches. My fingers brushed hers. I bumped her shoulder with mine. I laid my leg against hers. The more contact, the more she warmed up to me. We laughed and talked about school and people until everyone left, and it was just the two of us. Then, she was shy again.
“You good?” I whispered.
“Mmhmm.”
I jumped off the truck and stood in front of her. “Don’t get all bashful on me now.” I placed my hands on each of her knees and pushed them apart. I moved myself between them, slid my hands up to her hips, and then pulled her close. Dropping my lips to hers, I whispered against them, “Do you want me to take you home now?”
She pressed her lips to
Wait, what the hell am I even doing?
I shake my head and let out a deep breath. This is insane. I need to finish this case and get this girl out of my head. I place the bottle of perfume in my desk drawer and get back to work. The sooner I end this case, the better.
It’s nearly midnight before I decide to turn in for the night. Unfortunately, I’m not asleep for long before Truly invades my dreams, and I’m recalling the first time I was with her.
I’d been watching Truly the entire summer before my sophomore year of high school. I didn’t think she’d noticed me though. She looked to be in her own little world most of the time.
Like tonight, she’d been spending most of the night sitting on the hood of someone’s car, staring into the fire. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. The light from the bonfire was making her face glow blue, red, and orange. So pretty. Every time a guy approached her, I was worried I wouldn’t get this chance that I had right now. I hadn’t come with Truly, but I wanted to leave with her, so I followed her.
She was walking toward the path leading to the clearing where most people parked their cars.
“You’re not leaving, are you?”
“Yeah, my ride is heading out.” She turned and began to walk up the path, following her friends.
I took a few steps toward her and wrapped my hand around her wrist, pulling her to a standstill.
“No, hang out. I’ll make sure you get home.”
She looked down at our hands and smiled shyly. Her timid demeanor did something for me. Something about the way she never paid attention to me, hadn’t seemed to even notice me, made me want to do something to make her notice me. I wasn’t used to having that problem with girls. Being the quarterback of a small-town football team pretty much guaranteed that a guy got a good amount of female attention. I certainly wouldn’t complain, but I liked the thrill of the chase as much as any guy.
She looked up the hill as her friends started to disappear into the clearing.
“I don’t think so.” She shook her head, twisted her mouth up, and scrunched her nose.
It was probably the strangest reaction I’d ever gotten from a girl.
“Oh…wow. Am I that bad?”
She looked mortified. “What? No! I’m sorry.” She tipped her face toward the sky and laughed. “I should go before they leave me.” Still smiling, she walked backward up the path. “See ya.”
“Wait.” I caught up to her. “It’s only ten. Why are you leaving so early?”
“I told you already,” she replied.
“No, that’s not the truth. I said I would take you home,” I argued.
Someone yelled from the top of the path, “Truly, are you coming?”
She stared into my eyes.
After a few seconds passed and she didn’t answer, I took it upon myself to answer for her, “No, she’s not.”
Thankfully, her smile met mine. She took a clumsy step toward me, and I walked beside her, back to the bonfire.
For the next few hours, we sat on the tailgate of my truck in front of the fire. I took advantage of every opportunity I could to touch her with subtle touches. My fingers brushed hers. I bumped her shoulder with mine. I laid my leg against hers. The more contact, the more she warmed up to me. We laughed and talked about school and people until everyone left, and it was just the two of us. Then, she was shy again.
“You good?” I whispered.
“Mmhmm.”
I jumped off the truck and stood in front of her. “Don’t get all bashful on me now.” I placed my hands on each of her knees and pushed them apart. I moved myself between them, slid my hands up to her hips, and then pulled her close. Dropping my lips to hers, I whispered against them, “Do you want me to take you home now?”
She pressed her lips to