Sorry it's taken so long guys. I've been going through midterms and been insanely stressed out, so I haven't had any time to write, but here's a new chapter… finally.
"How do I look?" Haley asked as she spun around to give Quinn and Brooke a 360 degree view of her outfit.
"You look gorgeous," Quinn cooed from her spot on the bed.
"Gorgeous is an understatement. You are hot as hell, Haley James."
"Don't say hell, Brooke."
"I'm sorry," she whined. "I'm learning…"
"What do you think, Peyton?" Haley asked her friend.
"I agree with Brooke. You are hot shit."
"Language, Peyton," Haley scolded.
"Oh whatever. Her brother is Nathan Scott. You really think she hasn't heard it all?"
"He's not like that," Haley sighed. Nathan definitely had a reputation around campus as a badass, but Haley knew the real him. And he was nothing like anybody would ever imagine.
"He's really not," Brooke interrupted. "It's so funny. He makes me do 'earmuffs' pretty much every time the team is at the house. He's afraid I'm going to develop a potty mouth. As if it's some sort of disease I'll catch from not washing my hands every five minutes."
Peyton let out a laugh. "I like this one, Hales," she said pointing to Brooke who was currently painting Peyton's toenails. "I think I'll keep her."
"Yeah, I don't think Nathan would have that," Haley said, adjusting her dress again.
"Hales, you look hot, quit worrying," her best friend told her.
"Who says I'm worrying?"
"You totally are. Even I can tell. And I'm ten. So just think about how obvious it will be to my brother. You look beautiful. I promise you he will just swoon over you. I may be little, but I know my brother and he likes you a lot. You could show up in a potato sack and he would still go crazy for you."
Haley took a deep breath, not fully accepting Brooke's words, but not feeling completely hopeless. "Thanks, sweetie."
"Those heels are perfect too. Now he won't break his neck kissing you," Quinn giggled.
"And what exactly would you know about kissing?"
"We know plenty," Brooke broke in. "Considering you and my brother are constantly kissing, I think we know a lifetime's worth about kissing."
"No joke, Hales, I love her," Peyton laughed, loving the frankness of the little girl. "She's got spunk."
"I get that a lot," Brooke grinned.
Girl time was broken up when they heard a knock on the door. Quinn and Brooke squealed before running to the door to answer it.
"I can't believe I'm wearing this," Haley groaned to Peyton as she gave a pathetic look showing just how nervous she was.
"You look great, Hales. Now let's go introduce me to hot shot Scott."
Haley rolled her eyes before grabbing her best friend's hand and walking out of her room to the den.
Nathan couldn't believe his eyes. His modest little Haley James dressed to the nines. She wore a tight dress that left nothing to the imagination. The tube top accentuated her chest perfectly and the tight fit showed off her hips and tight ass, which if she bent over, would definitely show. It was a mixture of dark blue and purple and when the light shone, she simply sparkled. She wore black caged heels that made her a good six inches taller. He knew he was gawking, but he couldn't help it. She looked hot.
"Hey," she nearly whispered, breaking him out of his daze.
"Hi," he breathed out. "You look… amazing."
"Thank you," she said back as she felt her face warm in a blush. She felt a squeeze on her hand and remembered the room had plenty of people in it. "This is Peyton, she'll be taking care of the girls. No worries, she and Brooke have already bonded."
Peyton let go of Haley's hand as she reached out to shake Nathan's, "Nice to finally meet you."
"You too. Thanks for watching them. No offense girls, I love you, but I'm definitely excited about having Haley to myself for a night."
"No problem. I think I might actually have fun with these two."
"We should probably get going," Nathan said as he motioned to Haley to get moving.
"Yeah, right. Okay. They need to be in bed by eight-thirty. Nine at the latest. We should be back…" Haley looked to Nathan for when they'd be back, but Peyton answered for him.
"Ten o'clock?"
Haley looked at her friend like she was crazy. "No. We'll definitely be later than that."
"Ten o'clock tomorrow morning," Peyton clarified.
Haley tried to laugh it off. "Ha. We'll definitely be back before then."
"Okay, eight then." Peyton didn't wait for Haley to fight back, she just pushed her out the door and sent them on their way.
"I guess we've got all night," Nathan grinned before taking Haley's hand in his and going out to the car.
"I can't believe I'm here," Haley screamed over the music.
"This not your scene?"
"Not exactly. Add on that I'm not twenty-one yet. I still can't believe that you got me in."
"One of the benefits of being me," Nathan joked as two shots were delivered to the table. "We didn't order these," he told the waitress.
"Compliments of the owner. Whatever you want tonight, it's on the house."
"Wow. I didn't realize I was dating a celebrity."
"I guess. Hometown hero is all I'll ever be."
"Why do you say that?"
"What?" Nathan screamed, not being able to hear her.
"Why is that?" Haley screamed.
Nathan groaned. He could barely hear anything she was saying. He grabbed her hand, making her stand up from her stool and pulling her into his lap. He pulled her back into his chest and wrapped his arms around her. "Much better," he whispered in her ear. "What were you saying?"
Haley loved being in his arms. She almost forgot what she had been talking about. "You'll be a big time celebrity when you graduate. Why would you think you won't?"
"You must have forgotten about my little monster. That's no life for her. Isn't tonight about being young? Enjoying our youth? Let's not dwell on anything tonight."
Haley let out a small laugh. With everything going on in her life, it was impossible not to dwell on anything. If she didn't find an apartment soon, she and Quinn would be on the next plane to Texas.
"You seem a million miles away."
"Might as well be," Haley sighed.
Nathan reluctantly removed one arm from around Haley and twisted her body around to face him. He grabbed the two shots in front of them, handing one to her with a smile. "How about we have some fun. Just you and me."
Haley thought about it for a second. She wasn't always the best at holding her alcohol and she didn't want to make a fool of herself in front of Nathan. Tonight was about being a kid though. You're only young once, she thought before taking the shot out of his hand. "Bottom's up."
Five shots later, Haley was feeling a bit bold. She grabbed Nathan's waist, pulling his whole body into hers so that every bit of them were touching. "Wanna dance?" she practically growled in his ear.
"I can't dance," he replied.
Ignoring him, Haley grabbed his hands and pulled him out on the dance floor. She pulled him to her by his neck and once again whispered to him, "It's okay, I can teach you. The girl does most of the work anyways." She left a lingering kiss on his cheek before dragging her hands down from his neck to take his hands once more. "First, you have to put your hands on my hips," she told him as she moved them there.
"They won't stop moving…"
Haley laughed. "They're not supposed to. Dancing involves moving."
"But I can't hold on," he complained when the song finally ended. A new song started and he smiled. "This is more my speed," he said as 'Bump N Grind' began to play.
"Really?" Haley asked coyly as she moved even closer to him. She honestly didn't know that her hips could gyrate as well as they were at the moment. At least as well as she thought they were.
"You do realize we're dry humping in the middle of a club?" Nathan laughed, thinking of how meek his girlfriend usually is.
"You're not saying you see something wrong with a little bump and griiiind," she sang before taking over his lips. Nathan was too shocked to kiss back. Something crazy was going on with this girl in front of him. "Aren't you going to kiss me back?" she asked, aggravated.
"Yeah… I'm just…"
His words were stopped by her lips crashing upon his once more, this time though it wasn't one-sided. She pulled away with a mischievous smirk as she trailed her hand down his chest. "You're just… incredibly turned on," she whispered and she reached the bulge in his pants that she had been, for lack of a better word, grinding.
Nathan couldn't believe what was happening. Yes, he had gone out in hopes of a good time tonight, but he hadn't realize it would be that good of a time. "Are you drunk?"
"Maybe," she giggled back. "But it's okay. We're celebrating!"
"What are we celebrating?"
"Being childless! Worriless! Being incredibly hot…"
"That you definitely are," he breathed against her lips.
"Let's get out of here," she moaned once she found the muscle to move away from him.
When they got to the car, Nathan was the only one smart enough to realize he shouldn't be driving. His house was only a mile away, they could walk he decided.
"Stop!" Haley screamed before they were even out of the parking lot.
"What is it?"
"I cannot walk anymore in these shoes. They may look hot, but my feet might just fall off." She leaned down so that she could unzip them, but she quickly fell to the ground. Unfortunately Nathan couldn't get to her in time and she landed with a thump. "Fuck," she shouted.
Nathan tried to hide his smile at her cursing, but it was hard to with all the scolding she did to him when he would use such words. "Let me help you," he offered as he leaned down to help her up.
"No!" she told him as she pointed her finger at him. "Shoes off. Then move."
She leaned back, laying on her back as she lifted her feet in the air, giving Nathan a nice view of her black thong in the process. She waited for him to take off her shoes before pulling on him to stand up. "Thank you," she said before giving him a kiss. "You're so nice to me," she sighed before walking in step with him as she leaned her head against his arm.
"You're my girlfriend. It's my job to be nice to you."
"Sounds rough. I bet the pay sucks."
"Eh… lip service is pretty good," he chuckled.
When Haley began to laugh along, she let go of his arm she had been holding onto and once again fell to the ground.
"Oh my God, Hales. Are you okay?"
"I'm great," she groaned as she wiped at her newly scraped leg. She picked a piece of gravel out of her leg and started squealing. "Eww. It's bleeding, Nathan."
"It's not too bad, sweetie. Let me have a look at it."
Haley repositioned herself to give Nathan a better look. She winced when he barely touched it, immediately letting him know that it really wasn't that bad. "I think you're going to be okay," he sweetly reassured her as he kissed her wound that he figured was only bleeding because of how much alcohol she had consumed. "You don't seem to have walking down at the moment, so how about I give you a ride home."
"You don't have a car."
"Astute observation, sweetheart. I do however have a back." He helped her up before turning around and leaning over. "Hop on."
Gleefully Haley jumped on his back, instantly wrapping her legs around him. "Onward!" she shouted as she threw her arm in the air. Nathan began walking back to his house, but apparently it wasn't fast enough for Haley. "Giddy up," she instructed as she squeezed her legs tighter around him.
Nathan quickly upped his pace to a run and continued it all the way to his house. It was good that he was in shape from basketball, otherwise he never would have made it all the way home with Haley constantly yelling at him to speed up.
Without setting her down, we went to the sofa and fell back.
"You're squashing me!" she screamed as he just stayed laying on top of her.
He laughed before getting up and tossing her the remote. "Stay here, I'll be right back." He went and grabbed clothes from the laundry room and threw them at Haley. "Change into these. Although that dress is incredibly sexy, I can't imagine it being comfortable."
He once again left to get changed himself and pick up something else. When Nathan returned, Haley was laying on the couch, screaming at the TV. "Don't do it, kid! Just don't do it!"
"Don't do what?" he asked.
"He's inciting it! He shouldn't do that!"
"What are you watching?"
"Paranormal Activity. This guy is such an idiot! He should just listen to his damn girlfriend. What is that?" she asked, finally noticing that his hands were full.
"Glad that you asked, my dear. Now, I know that most people have simple first aid kits, but in this house, we have a first aid BOX. As you could guess, Brooke gets a little wild, which usually ends in an injury."
"Okay… so why do you have it?"
"Your leg…"
Haley looked down at her leg and finally remembered that she had fallen. Some blood was still dripping down her leg, but it had gone completely unnoticed. "Oh! Yeah, I totally forgot about that."
"Drinking can do that to you."
Haley let out a really long, fake laugh, "hahhahahhahahhahah… yeah… just a bit. You had the same amount as me, though. So why aren't you… like me?"
"Because I'm twice your size. And I drink more often than you, so I have a bit of a tolerance built up. And you apparently do not."
"Are you making fun of me? You better not be making fun of me. It's not very nice."
"I'm not making fun of you, Hales. Just stating facts." He pulled Haley's legs off of the couch and into his lap as he sat on the coffee table with his first aid box.
"Hales," she repeated dreamily as she laid her head back against the cushions. "I like it when you call me Hales."
"Really?" he asked back very exaggeratedly.
"Yeah," she sighed. "It's all personal-like."
"Well, we kind of are all personal-like."
"I know… just sometimes it's hard to believe."
He pulled out the peroxide and a cotton swab and gave her fair warning. "Okay, sweetie, this is going to sting a bit, but with the gravel that is lodged in your knee, it really needs to be disinfected."
"Okay," she said taking in a deep breath and holding it.
After applying the peroxide, he gently wiped off the excess. "Done with that. Now, what's so hard to believe about us?"
"Well, let's see. You're mister popularity, Homecoming King and star basketball player while I am an anti-social nerd. You have oodles of money and I am a broke waitress. You're hot as hell while I am plain ole Haley. Other than all superficial things, you have a little girl who I love and is best friends with my sister. It kind of works perfectly. But nothing is perfect, so there has to be something wrong with that too."
"Okay, miss pessimist. I'm going to tell you why you should believe it's real. First of all,
You are drop dead gorgeous, Haley James. My pants get tight just looking at you. Money doesn't matter to me. Neither does social status. Believe it or not, I look at the person and not their bank account. And the phrase is 'nobody's perfect' not 'nothing's perfect'. Which means some things can be perfect. Like how we feel about each other and how we both feel about those amazing little girls. I hate that you question that."
"You know… you're quite charming when you want to be."
"I'm charming all the time, babe."
"Maybe…" She couldn't help but smile as he gently put on the oversized bandaid and gave it a kiss. "So, since I'm drunk I have a confession to make."
Nathan moved from the table over to the couch where he let Haley lie down with her head in his lap while he played with her hair. "Don't tell me Quinn is actually your daughter and not your sister. Or your daughter and your sister."
"That's disgusting. Not to mention impossible. I wasn't even ovulating before she was born."
"Okay, gross. I did not need to know that."
"Fine then. Maybe I shouldn't tell you then."
"No. I want to know. What is it?"
"Well, you know how pretty much every girl on campus wants to jump your bones, whether they know you or not."
"I don't know about that."
"Whatever. Everyone wants you and you know it. You're just too humble to admit it. Anyways, I was never one of them. I didn't understand it. Sure, you're gorgeous, but you can't really build a relationship on that."
"Ouch. Nice to know my girlfriend wasn't interested in me."
"Would you just let me finish? As I was saying… I never got it. Just because you could dunk a basketball, they worship the ground you walk on. I'm not one of those petty girls. They don't know you at all… but I do. You are a wicked-awesome person which is reason enough for everyone to like you. The thing is, I never even thought of us being together, but now I don't want to think about us not being together."
"That is… pretty heavy for someone in your condition."
"Sorry, I'm just going to shut up now."
"Why?"
"Because I just made a complete fool of myself."
"No you didn't. Sorry, I guess I could have responded better. I feel the same way. It scares the hell out of me that you might have to move so far away."
"Me too. I'd miss you and Peyton too much. Oh my God! Peyton! She has the girls! We need to get back!"
"No, we don't. She said she'd stay the night. Besides, neither one of us should be driving."
"Then we'll call a cab. I can not stay the night here. Peyton will think we had sex. Which we won't be, by the way. And your sister will think so too! And then she'll tell Quinn because Quinn wouldn't even put two and two together."
"Hales, you're rambling. And who cares what they think? We'll know that we didn't."
"Yeah, you don't care because you're a guy. This is a big deal. Especially since I'm a virgin, which all of them now know thanks to my blabbermouth of a sister."
"We can just tell them that we didn't."
"Yeah right. Like Brooke would believe that."
"She would. I don't lie to my sister."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that…"
"I know. But to make up for it, why don't you call Peyton and tell her we're too drunk to drive. Maybe by telling her beforehand she'll actually believe you."
"Doubtful," Haley said, rolling her eyes because she knew exactly what her best friend would be thinking. She grabbed her phone off the table and dialed. "Hey Peyton… That better be a TV in the background and not Brooke!"
"Well… it's not Quinn, so technically your rules have not been broken."
"Same rules apply! She is ten years old and it is past midnight! Have you ever babysat in your entire life?"
Yes, as a matter of fact I have. With you actually."
"Yeah, that doesn't count. I did all the work while you watched TV and ate food."
"Blah blah blah. Whatever Hales. What do you want anyways? I thought you were supposed to be having a fun night out, not worrying about… things," Peyton said, hoping Brooke wouldn't catch on that their night was about getting away from the girls.
"I was calling because we've both had too much to drink so we can't drive which means we need you to stay the night. Please."
"Haley James? Drunk?"
"Yeah, and I'm losing my buzz every second that I'm talking to you."
"Okay, go have fun. Love you."
"Love you too! And put Brooke in bed!"
"But she's so much fun Haley…"
"Quit whining unless you want to keep them for even longer."
"Fine, she'll go to bed. Don't have too much fun."
"Thank you," Haley said before hanging up, ignoring Peyton's final statement. "Your sister is going to be worn out tomorrow."
"She's not really a big sleeper. Nightmares, remember?"
"Yeah. That must be hard."
"That's not what tonight is about though. We can't seem to rembember that tonight is about forgetting our responsibilities."
"I would need a lot more alcohol for that," Haley joked.
"I can remedy that," Nathan said as he got up from the couch and went into the kitchen. He grabbed a bottle of vodka and two shot glasses.
"I don't think I can handle anymore vodka."
"Okay, obviously you don't drink much, but it's really not good to mix drinks. Unless of course you want to be throwing up all night and morning."
"That explains why I was sick the last time."
"I love how naïve you are."
"And I love that you are twenty-one."
"That just doesn't seem like you…"
"I know, right! But tonight has seriously been crazy fun. I don't think I've had a piggy back ride since my dad left."
"He left?"
Haley had forgotten that although she knew Nathan's entire history, she had never once divulged hers. It was always too painful for her to rehash. Nathan obviously hadn't had a mother as amazing as hers and she didn't want to rub it in. But then again, she didn't have her mother anymore anyways, so it's not like it even mattered how great she was.
She took a shot of vodka, slamming the shot glass back on the table once she had downed it. She let out a hard breath, trying to recover from the powerful drink. "Yeah. After Quinn was born."
"I'm sorry. I didn't know."
"Yeah, well, I never told you. Can we talk about it some other time? Like when I don't feel like drinking?"
Nathan couldn't help but laugh. This was definitely a side of Haley he never thought he'd see. "Sounds good," he said before pouring them each another shot. "So what are we drinking to?"
"Us, of course." They clinked glasses before drinking it down. "That really burns going down."
"That's how you know it's working."
"I'm bored," she sighed as she laid down on the couch, putting her feet in his lap. "Let's play a game."
"Wow. You sure do get bored easily."
"God, don't you? I mean little monsters keep you so busy. But tonight is not about them. So, never have I ever?"
"Wow, you really are a novice. Is that the only drinking game you know?"
"Well, that and beer pong, but you said not to mix drinks."
"Classic high school games…"
"Is that an insult Nathan Scott?"
"To be honest, at this point, I don't know. Maybe, but not really, because it's cool that you don't know things. It means I get to teach you."
"For some reason, I feel like that has a double meaning, which I will use to my advantage. Never have I ever had sex."
Nathan gave her a look that said that's-incredibly-lame-and-I-can't-believe-you-actually-used-that. He took his drink and sat the shot glass back down before refilling it. He sat thinking for a long time before Haley broke his thoughts.
"Oh my God, is it really that difficult to think of something you haven't done?"
"No, it's not that. It's just… the first things that come to my mind are inappropriate."
"Well, considering you know that I'm a virgin, how risqué can you get?"
"I didn't say it was sexual, just inappropriate."
"Throw it at me, babe. I can handle it."
"Let me just preface this as it has nothing to do with you. It's just the first thing I think about when I think of I've never for something I know everyone else has."
"Just say it. I want to know."
He took a deep breath before proceeding, afraid of the aftermath it might cause. "I've never had parents who truly loved me. I've never missed them. I never even cried a tear over their death except for what it did to Brooke…"
"I'm sorry," she said as she sat up and kissed his cheek. She didn't really know why, but she thought a kiss might show him that someone cared. She rested her forehead against his for a moment before decided it was time to continue. "I guess that means I have to take three shots."
"No, you don't. I didn't mean that to really be my thing."
"Well, I say it is your thing. And I also say that once my head is clear, we'll talk about it more, but tonight I'm definitely not in the best mind frame."
"Well then, I'd say it's your turn."
"Never have I ever… thrown a party."
Nathan smiled and shook his head, "Never."
"You've got to be kidding me!"
"Nope. In high school I'd be too embarrassed by my parents. After high school I had Brooke. It's not really proper to have my little sister in that environment. I mean, I've had a group of friends over, but never for an extravaganza."
"You're pretty lame," Haley laughed before taking the drink she had to for Nathan not doing it.
"Whatever, you've never had one either!"
"Well I was never popular in high school, so I didn't really have the chance."
"How were you not popular?"
"Because I'm a dork. I was that girl who got pissed if she got an A-. Not really a quality a people like when they are getting straight Cs or Bs. I sang in the choir too, which didn't do too much for me."
"As if that really matters. It's all about looks and you are gorgeous."
"I wore glasses and last season's clothes. Popular girls wear contacts and cool clothes."
"I can go for the clothes reason… but you'd still be beautiful with glasses."
"Thank you, but I'm tired of talking about of the torture some call high school. You're up."
"I have never felt about someone the way that I feel about you. Like I feel about the possibility of a future. Simply wanting a future with someone. I've never really enjoyed spending time with a girl and looked forward to seeing her."
Haley tried her hardest to hide her smile, but she knew it wasn't working too well. "If you change the word girl with boy, I guess so."
Nathan's smile matched hers as they both took drinks. Even though she had pretty much admitted earlier that she felt the same way, it always felt good to hear it. It felt even better to know that it was a first for her too.
Haley took Nathan's face in her hands to insure he would be looking in her eyes. "I've never wanted to kiss someone as much as I want to kiss you right now."
"So, are we kissing or drinking?"
Haley let out a single laugh before answering, "Definitely kissing."
Nathan matched her actions and grabbed her face, pulling her into a deep kiss. After a minute or so, Nathan couldn't help himself and he slowly slipped his hand under her shirt, just rubbing her lower back. All he wanted to do was touch her, to hold her and never let go.
Haley held her breath for a moment when she felt Nathan's hand come in contact with her skin. He immediately noticed her discomfort and reluctantly pulled away from her kiss and removed his hand. "Sorry. I'm moving too fast. I don't want to pressure you."
"You're not," she replied honestly as she grabbed his hands that were now stiffly by his side and placed them on her back once more.
"That's why your body seems to be freaking out unintentionally?"
Haley let out a deep breath and put her head on his chest for a moment, embarrassed by what she was about to say. She closed her eyes, trying to build up courage. "It's just… this is all new to me."
Nathan lifted her face so she would look in his eyes, "I'm not trying to have sex you right now. I know how you feel about that and I will never pressure you into something that you don't feel comfortable doing."
"I know that, Nathan. But I've never really done anything. Like, maybe a kiss here and there, but never anything more… at all. So yes, I'm nervous about it, but that doesn't mean that I don't want to do something. With you."
"Well, what exactly do you want to do?"
"I don't know! I told you, I'm new to this. I don't even know what I'm supposed to do."
"Should I get you an instructional video?"
"Don't you dare make fun of me Nathan Scott! I'm really being vulnerable here and you are not helping."
"I'm sorry, sweetie. There's no real rulebook, just do what feels right, I guess. And don't be afraid to tell me to stop. Because I am totally in like with you and my hands are aching to touch you so who knows what they're going to do."
"Well, I guess if they're aching, who am I do deny you?" Haley joked.
"My girlfriend, which means that you are fine to deny me at any time."
"Dear God Nathan. Quit being so gentlemanly and take advantage of the only time we have alone!"
Nathan laughed a little before sitting up, completely baffling Haley. "Oh Hales, I plan on taking full advantage of the situation, but somewhere more comfortable." He stood up before picking up Haley and throwing her over his shoulder. He carried her up the stairs and threw her down on the bed before climbing on top of her.
Haley began to giggle but it was quickly stifled by Nathans lips. After a good ten minutes of making out Nathan decided it was now or never. When he started moving his hands up her shirt he once again felt her holding her breath. He slowed for a moment before remembering her words. She wanted to do this and she wanted to do it with him. Wearily he continued moving his hands up her shirt until he reached his destination. He couldn't stop his smile knowing that not only was he the first but also that Haley obviously trusted him.
Haley grabbed his face in her hands and opened her eyes. "You know, when our lips are touching, I can tell when you get that goofy grin on your face."
"I'm sorry, I can't help it. I'm pretty sure Columbus had the same goofy grin when he discovered the new land."
"Did you just compare my boobs to America?"
"Well, the streets are made of gold and nobody ever wants to leave."
"Okay, off," she demanded as she pushed him off of her and onto his back. She sat up turning to straddle him as she pinned his arms to the bed. "Any more metaphors about my boobs and they will be off limits."
Nathan's smile got wider as he saw exactly how controlling Haley could be and how good she looked above him at the moment. "Have I told you how incredibly hot you look in my clothes?"
Haley let go of his arms and smiled meekly. "Thanks," she said as she tucked a clump of hair behind her ear.
"Maybe I should just show you," he laughed as he flipped her over so that he was once again on top of her, not letting her answer before he resumed kissing her.
P.S. My cousin and I have started a blog since all of the suicides lately, hoping to help people. Check it out… website is www. ikhyf. blogspot. com
