hair on either side of my head. He suddenly pulls away.
“I have to go; otherwise, I’m not going to be able to stop.”
I pout and bat my eyelashes.
“Hmm, you’re trouble, Jenifer Taylor.” He shakes his head and starts to walk off, leaving me breathless against my door. “Talk soon?”
“Yep,” I say, my pitch somewhat higher than normal. He walks to the car, and Mike quickly opens the rear passenger door for him to get in. He looks back at me and smiles. I blow him a kiss, and he winks at me. He gets
into the car with ease, and Mike closes the door.
“Bye, Mike,” I call out as he gets into the Cadillac. He dips his hat before driving off down the road.
I rummage around in my clutch, trying to find my keys.
Finally attaining them, I open the front door and walk down the hallway, putting my keys on the buffet. I continue walking straight to my room. I open the door and see my bed, my comfy bed. I kick off Sarah’s shoes and fall in a
heap onto the mattress. I smile as I pull out my cell phone from the clutch and lie there, contemplating whether or not to text him. Chris pops into my mind. Play it cool . Okay, I say to myself as I put the cell phone down on the bed. I take off my headband. I close my eyes and remember his hands running
through my hair. I sit up and take off my dress, leaving me in my underwear. I climb into bed for a couple of hours sleep. No sooner does my head hit the pillow than my cell phone tells me there is a message. Beep.
Thank you for an “amazing” night/morning. I look forward to seeing you again soon, Moronic Smart-ass Man.
I read the message with the biggest smile I can manage. I hit Reply.
Guess you’re not so “moronic” after all. Thank you for the most “amazing” night/morning. I look forward to seeing you soon also. Are you as tired as I am?
I hit Send. My breathing starts to slow as I feel my eyes straining to stay open. I scrunch them open and shut a few times, feeling complete exhaustion overwhelm me. Beep.
I’m so tired; I’m going to climb into bed as soon as I get home. Guess I’ll have a couple hours sleep and then get up for the day. Talk to
you soon, Not So Moronic Smart-ass Man.
I laugh at the end of his text. I hit Reply.
I’m in bed with the same plan as you. Sleep for a bit and then get up for the day. Have a good rest, talk to you soon, xoxo.
I hit Send, and as soon as I do, I realize that I’ve put xoxo at the end. “Oh, man.” It’s too soon to put that at the end of a text. I put my head in my hands and contemplate sending another one apologizing for
being overly affectionate in my text. I’m way too exhausted to even care. I put my cell phone on the bed and lay my head down on the feather pillow. My head sinks into the softness, the pillow holding my head like a fluffy cloud. My eyes close, and I’m asleep within seconds, dreaming of the night just gone—the
waterfall, the Cadillac ride, and lying under the stars in his arms. A girl couldn’t ask for a more perfect night than that.
Chapter 10
I yawn and pick up my cell phone to check the time. Ten past one in the afternoon. My eyes widen in shock. I wanted to stay in bed for only
a couple of hours, not nearly five. “ Argh!” I sit up in bed and look at myself in the mirror. “Eek!” I throw on my robe and grab some fresh underwear. I head to the bathroom for a shower. On my way I don’t see Sarah; I
assume she’s in her room with Chris. When I enter the bathroom, I turn the shower on full so the water is pulsating heavily.
My mind wanders as I lather up my hair with shampoo and conditioner. I wonder what Aiden is doing right now. I imagine him lying on his
bed, still sleeping. Pristine white sheets cover his lower body, and his leg is bent at the knee. His arm is up under his head and tucked under his other arm is me, lying there snuggling into his bare chest. I smile at the thought as I
get out of the shower.
I look in the
“I have to go; otherwise, I’m not going to be able to stop.”
I pout and bat my eyelashes.
“Hmm, you’re trouble, Jenifer Taylor.” He shakes his head and starts to walk off, leaving me breathless against my door. “Talk soon?”
“Yep,” I say, my pitch somewhat higher than normal. He walks to the car, and Mike quickly opens the rear passenger door for him to get in. He looks back at me and smiles. I blow him a kiss, and he winks at me. He gets
into the car with ease, and Mike closes the door.
“Bye, Mike,” I call out as he gets into the Cadillac. He dips his hat before driving off down the road.
I rummage around in my clutch, trying to find my keys.
Finally attaining them, I open the front door and walk down the hallway, putting my keys on the buffet. I continue walking straight to my room. I open the door and see my bed, my comfy bed. I kick off Sarah’s shoes and fall in a
heap onto the mattress. I smile as I pull out my cell phone from the clutch and lie there, contemplating whether or not to text him. Chris pops into my mind. Play it cool . Okay, I say to myself as I put the cell phone down on the bed. I take off my headband. I close my eyes and remember his hands running
through my hair. I sit up and take off my dress, leaving me in my underwear. I climb into bed for a couple of hours sleep. No sooner does my head hit the pillow than my cell phone tells me there is a message. Beep.
Thank you for an “amazing” night/morning. I look forward to seeing you again soon, Moronic Smart-ass Man.
I read the message with the biggest smile I can manage. I hit Reply.
Guess you’re not so “moronic” after all. Thank you for the most “amazing” night/morning. I look forward to seeing you soon also. Are you as tired as I am?
I hit Send. My breathing starts to slow as I feel my eyes straining to stay open. I scrunch them open and shut a few times, feeling complete exhaustion overwhelm me. Beep.
I’m so tired; I’m going to climb into bed as soon as I get home. Guess I’ll have a couple hours sleep and then get up for the day. Talk to
you soon, Not So Moronic Smart-ass Man.
I laugh at the end of his text. I hit Reply.
I’m in bed with the same plan as you. Sleep for a bit and then get up for the day. Have a good rest, talk to you soon, xoxo.
I hit Send, and as soon as I do, I realize that I’ve put xoxo at the end. “Oh, man.” It’s too soon to put that at the end of a text. I put my head in my hands and contemplate sending another one apologizing for
being overly affectionate in my text. I’m way too exhausted to even care. I put my cell phone on the bed and lay my head down on the feather pillow. My head sinks into the softness, the pillow holding my head like a fluffy cloud. My eyes close, and I’m asleep within seconds, dreaming of the night just gone—the
waterfall, the Cadillac ride, and lying under the stars in his arms. A girl couldn’t ask for a more perfect night than that.
Chapter 10
I yawn and pick up my cell phone to check the time. Ten past one in the afternoon. My eyes widen in shock. I wanted to stay in bed for only
a couple of hours, not nearly five. “ Argh!” I sit up in bed and look at myself in the mirror. “Eek!” I throw on my robe and grab some fresh underwear. I head to the bathroom for a shower. On my way I don’t see Sarah; I
assume she’s in her room with Chris. When I enter the bathroom, I turn the shower on full so the water is pulsating heavily.
My mind wanders as I lather up my hair with shampoo and conditioner. I wonder what Aiden is doing right now. I imagine him lying on his
bed, still sleeping. Pristine white sheets cover his lower body, and his leg is bent at the knee. His arm is up under his head and tucked under his other arm is me, lying there snuggling into his bare chest. I smile at the thought as I
get out of the shower.
I look in the
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