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Livin' on the Edge—Aerosmith
I'll Always Love You—Whitney Houston
Smoke swirls in the night air as two doobies get passed around. Mase stands beside me, our arms brushing on occasion, and I wonder if he can feel the crackle too. Judging by the quick glances, I'd say yes, but I can't be sure.
Alice holds out the blunt, and it's still only half gone as I take it between my fingers. I bump his arm, motioning for him to lean down. I take a deep draw before twisting the fire around and anchoring the doobie between my lips.
Mase's eyes dance over my face. "Bloody hell," he says as he leans down and parts his lips.
They're only a breath away, and things inside me flutter. I blow a steady stream of smoke and he inhales until he's overwhelmed before pulling away as he fights the urge to cough it all back up.
I remove the blunt and pass it to Tyler and pat Mase on the back as he finally gives in and explodes into a coughing fit. "Careful," I say with a chuckle. "This ain't like that pussy shit in England."
"I'll show you pussy," he says, laughing as he comes for me.
I back away, but I don't move very fast because I want him to catch me, to see what his fingers feel like touching my skin. He corners me against the metal wall of the rink, one palm on each side of my head.
My breath catches.
And my heart hammers.
"You're a cheeky little bird." He's cute words and serious eyes, staring so hard I feel naked before him. "What makes you tick, Bella Swan?"
He cocks his head.
Licks his lips.
And studies me.
"So many things," I tease, anticipation thick in the air. I lean forward and put my mouth at his ear. "But right now, it's 4 wheels and Aerosmith."
I laugh as I duck beneath his arm to head inside. I'm already high, and the lyrics thumping through the walls are calling my name. I sing along, swaying to the beat as I round the corner.
There's something wrong with the world today
The light bulb's getting dim
There's meltdown in the sky
"Not so fast," Mase says, catching up to me. "No way are you escaping that quickly."
"Who says I was trying to escape?" I glance at him from the corner of my eye. "Maybe I want you to show me some more moves."
"I have moves for days, love." He adds a little swagger to his walk, and it looks sexy on him.
Somewhere deep inside me, my heart knows that it beats for someone else, but for the first time in years, I'm able to lock that away and enjoy Mase. His attention is like a balm to my weary soul.
It's fresh.
Exciting.
Easy.
Because God knows this summer has been nothing but hard so far. It's ripped me to pieces, and I'm only just now beginning to collect them all and sew them back together.
By the time we get inside, Mase's palm ghosts the small of my back as he guides me to the lockers where we left our skates. My body is acutely aware of how close we are and how close we aren't. I'm on edge. The electrical energy that zaps between us is nearly unbearable, and I'm almost ready to reach out and take.
The lights shift, darkening as the DJ announces the couple skate 3-peat, and Whitney's angelic voice fills the room.
If I should stay
I would only be in your way
So I'll go, but I know
I'll think of you every step of the way
A fist grips my heart, and I nearly have a panic attack right there. I'm not sure whether Mase notices or if his timing is just that perfect, but he swoops in with an outstretched hand. Relief floods me as soon as our skin makes contact, and I smile to myself as he leads me to the floor.
This is exactly where I'm supposed to be.
And I will always love you
I will always love you
Damn, this is hard! I had fun writing it, but then on the re-read now a few weeks later, it stings a little lol.
This is it until Monday.
Where we shall get a peek at Edward ;)
Only 3 next week.
Going on vaycay!
See you then :)
