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m back, opening my mouth a little to let his tongue in. Our hands finally released one anothe

econd. “I assume this

skin on the small of my back. I quickly removed my jacket and pushed his chest back so that he reclined on the ground. As the sun set, a cool breeze sent shivers up

ps made their way to my neck. When he reache

could feel myself just as aroused as he was. I wanted mor

irt, our makeout session came to an

in his pocket. I let him get it but continued to

to him as he read a te

s it?”

lways have dinner at Blayze’s mom’s place. If I’

tay just a l

ry. I re

d, forcing my bo

his lap, picking my coat u

and putting his hand on my s

suddenly pushed to the back, and m

ied. “But I’m not trying

ed you that ride last night. Maybe…” I waited for him to be the one to say it

ng you wanna

tricky, but yeah, I do. If

earing him say “I do” made

by the collar and pulled him in for one last kiss. “Let

putting my helmet on, I slinked my hands

to look like. All of my previous experiences with romance came down to a couple of one night stands and a weekend fling with a surfer.

for not being able to take me all the way to my trailer, but I waved him off and wis

k to Brat much before that. She was a nice girl the Blood Dogs had helped get away from an ex-boyfriend involved in some

nd myself wondering. The thought of settlin

new trailer. Bonnie had given me th

aw Bonnie on the small porch h

u did good today. The members liked you, too.

hen motioned to the plas

Mega Marts on the highway about ten miles from here. J

me this much cons

e too nice,” I re

elled a bit musty inside, but it wasn’t unbearable. Bonni

” she said as she placed the b

. Next to that was a closet with an old washing machine. Behind a folding partition was an elevated platform big enough to fit a Queen-size bed. Th

aid. “The cabinetry in the kitchen is old as hell,

eplied. “I’ve never ha

make sure you had everything you needed to get

“Bonnie, I can’t thank yo

out another. It’s what we do.

g, a bath towel, a set of plastic dishes, silverware, paper goods, laundry detergent, dish soap, some frozen dinners, everything I’d need for

I put the new sheets on the bed. They still smel

e buzzed. A number had

out, so this was my first ever text from a guy. I replied, “xx.” The

heavy guilt. Bonnie had been so kind to me, and I knew full

began drifting off to sleep, musing over how

ler door. I grabbed my switchblade, just in case, then got out of b

icken. Standing on my porch with a devilish gri

if I c