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Chapter 4

"Joey kissed you?" Dean said. Julie nodded. "When?"

"In his car," she said, "when he drove me to Chuck's from Northwestern." He frowned and sat back. "Dean it doesn't matter! I mean, I met him yesterday, this, us, this was supposed to happen years ago." He looked at her. "Do you hate me?"

"No," he said, "but maybe this isn't the best idea." Her heart thumped. "I mean, I can't do this, not if he,"

"But nothing happened!" She insisted. "It was one kiss, there wasn't even tongue!" He shook his head.

"It's not just that," he said. She kissed him. "Cat, quit it." She looked at him. "I meant it when I said we should just be friends, it's too," he looked down, "it's too complicated."

"Fine," she stood up, her eyes filling with tears. "Fine," she whispered and walked downstairs and out into the backyard.

"Shit," she heard Joey mumble and stamp something out.

"It's just me," she said. He looked at her.

"Waste of half a joint," he sighed, "I thought you were Fisher or Trey, or worse Drew."

"Do they bust you?" Julie said. He nodded.

"All the time," he laughed. "The twins negotiate though." Julie laughed. "Drew," he whistled, "he's a tattle tale, for lack of more creativity." He looked at her. "Are you still pissed at me?"

"No," she said, leaning against the house. He looked at her. "I wasn't really pissed at you, just surprised." He nodded and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered her one. "No thanks," he leaned next to her. She crossed one arm over her chest, grabbing her own bicep, and leaned one foot against the wall.

"Right, I forgot, you're a good girl," he smirked. She looked at him.

"Not that good," she said. He laughed leaned over her. She leaned further back and swallowed.

"Do you want to go out with me tonight then?" He said. She swallowed. "Or will Dean not let you?"

"Dean doesn't have any say in what I do," she glared up at him. "If I don't go out with you tonight it'll be because I think you're an obnoxious, arrogant tool and I have to practice a really difficult concerto."

"I see," he nodded, his face inching closer to hers. She sucked in her breath as he kissed her. She started to struggle against him, but she soon figured out it was pointless; as she raised her arms to push him away he grabbed her wrists and pressed them against the wall. Joey had her right where he wanted her. She relaxed her arms and wrapped them around his neck, opening her mouth to let him in. After another few minutes, where she could feel a distinct tightening in his pants he stopped kissing her and stepped away. She expected to open her eyes and see him look embarrassed. That kind of thing had happened when she was kissing boys before, (Adam Banks came to mind) and they were always embarrassed. But Joey didn't look even ruffled. "So Gaffney, are you coming or not?" She stared at him unable to talk, barely able to think. She wanted to scream at him, but she also really, really wanted to kiss him again.

"Can't we just stay here?" She finally managed to say. She didn't want to waste time driving, or having this conversation. She just wanted him to kiss her again, and again and again.

"Nope," he shook his head. "Can't do that, my mom basically read me the riot act when it came to touching you so if we get caught, I'm out on my ass for the rest of the summer and I have to sleep on Chuck's couch. I really hate doing that, so I'd rather not."

"So you're doing this to piss off your mother?" She said, even more enraged.

"Of course not," he laughed, "the last time I did something purely to piss off my parents I was younger than you." She looked down, he lifted her face, "I like you." He kissed her softly. "There's not really more to it than that."

Dean looked out his bedroom window just in time to see Joey open the door of his car to let Julie in. He sighed. Even if he'd told Julie yes, he had no way to compete with his older brother and her knew it. Plus he wasn't looking to be a summer fling for her. It had to be more than that.

Julie and Joey ended up on the same hill where they'd been at the party the night before, and the party was happening again, but they weren't really a part of it. They were in his backseat and Joey was rounding second base and kissing her hard. She whimpered lightly as his hand slid up her shirt and he fiddled with the hooks on the back of her bra. She nibbled lightly on his bottom lip as he tried to pull out of kissing her.

"OK," he whispered, his lips still touching hers. "I can take a hint." She giggled and they kept kissing. His hands wandered below her waist now. She moved them back up. "It's OK," he said.

"No, it's not," she pulled away. He looked at her and nodded sitting up. "We just met. I'm not going to…" she stopped, "I'd have to know you way better."

"You were going to say something else," he said softly. He crawled back across the seat and pushed her hair out of her eyes. "Tell me. It's OK." She looked at him. There was no laughter in his brown eyes anymore. She couldn't lie to him, she was starting to realize that.

"I'm not having my first time with some guy I just met," she said. He exhaled. She was a virgin. He was pretty sure before, but now the fact was confirmed.

"I get that," he nodded. "I didn't realize." She shrugged. She wasn't ashamed of the fact, it's just that it was extremely personal. As personal as you got in fact, and she'd met him 24 hours before. "We don't have to tonight."

"Change that to we don't have to at all or I'm out!" She looked at him, her eyes blazing and defiant. He smiled and kissed her softly.

"I'm not going to promise to stop trying," he said. She nodded. "OK?"

"OK," she squeaked. They kissed again. He pulled away this time. "Why'd you stop?"

"Because I don't think I can keep kissing you tonight," he shrugged.

"Oh," she said quietly. She didn't like that so much. She wanted to keep kissing him. She never wanted to stop kissing him.

"You look disappointed." He laughed. She shifted and sat up pulling her shirt down. "If you want to get to know me better, making out really isn't the best way to go." She laughed.

"OK," she nodded, leaning one arm on the back of the car. "So tell me about yourself."

"What do you want to know?" He asked, imitating her pose.

"I don't know," she sighed, "like what do you want to do? Is the mechanic thing like a dream, or is there something else?"

"The mechanic thing is not a dream," he laughed, "auto shop is the only class I got higher than a C- in high school, so that's what I'm doing for now. Right now I'm just trying to get the money together to move out."

"Do you hate living at home that much?" She asked.

"I don't hate it," he said. "I love my family, I just don't like being there, it's easier in the summer, when Dean's around, you know?" She nodded.

"You guys are close," she whispered, feeling instantly guilty.

"Sort of," Joey leaned back. "I mean, it's like Chuck and I were born butting heads right? Like as babies we just didn't get along, and it's like Dean was born to be the peacemaker." She looked at him. "You seem surprised by that."

"He's an instigator at school," she said. "Not a peacemaker." Joey smirked. "What?"

"It's just nice to know that I have some influence over him." She laughed.

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