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was respecting my privacy and not asking ten thousand questions about my record.. I could give her the same space.
“This tastes amazing,” she said enthusiastically as she took several bites. She ate quickly, but then seemed to fill up super fast. She was only halfway through one piece when she set her fork down and put her hand on her stomach.
“You done?” I asked her, raising my eyebrow.
She nodded. “I can’t eat too much at once, it gives me a stomachache.”
I had two pieces already, but I reached out and stabbed the remains of her piece. “I’m not letting that go to waste.”
She laughed. “Such a guy.”
“Last time I checked, yep.”
Robin’s nose scrunched up. “I’m going to take a shower if you don’t mind.”
“Nope.”
As she went upstairs I shoveled food and coffee into my mouth and tried not to think about her naked.
That worked for about five seconds then the hard-on was back with a vengeance. Five months was a long time to go without sex, and unlike some dudes, I wasn’t up for jacking off in my cell. Then the memory of prison brought a hot, metallic taste to my mouth, and I immediately lost my arousal.
A girl like Robin didn’t deserve to be tainted by me.
Which made me selfish.
But even knowing that, I still just stubbornly sat there and ate French toast.
Everyone was entitled to some fucking French toast now and then, weren’t they?
I thought so.
Chapter Five
Robin
Getting ready to go to the park with Phoenix sent me into ambitious activity, displaying more energy than I had all summer. I grabbed a blanket for the ground, packed a cooler with water bottles and energy drinks, along with chips and string cheese, and collected my pencil kit and two sketchbooks. Then I applied sunscreen to my nose and cheeks. I had even shaved my legs in the shower, though I didn’t bother to blow-dry my hair. I just towel dried it, then let it do it’s thing.
Phoenix showered after me while I was packing things up, and he came back downstairs just as I had everything by the door to go. His hair was wet and dangling in his face, but he had put his shirt back on, which was good. I had decided at some point during the last twelve hours that why yes, I was in fact attracted to him. Very much so. The realization had come to me sometime between midnight and five a.m. and was absolutely undeniable when he had come into my room and laid down beside me. I had been aware of every inch of my body, yet he had never made a single move toward me.
As far as I could tell, Phoenix just wanted a friend.
So it was better if he stayed covered because there was something totally drool-worthy about his muscles and all that skin displaying his bleeding heart tattoo. It covered so much real estate, it must have hurt like a bitch to get that done. Given that his shorts were too big, they tended to strain down, exposing the ab muscles I now understood how he’d gotten. He had been tenacious doing those crunches. But I was determined that I could ignore any reactions my body made toward his and embrace a new friendship.
I liked his company.
I didn’t want him to leave.
I wasn’t really sure why but I figured it didn’t matter.
For the first time all summer, I wasn’t spending the majority of my time hating myself.
“Here, let me carry that,” he said, taking the small, soft cooler from my hand. He also picked up the blanket and tucked it under his arm. He gave me a smile. “Are we going on a picnic? Man, I never thought I’d be doing this.”
“Too lame?” Maybe it was too tame of an entertainment for him. I admit I was a little disappointed.
“No. It’s just no one has ever invited me on a picnic before. Once when I was about ten my mom and my aunt took me and my cousins to the fair, but they got high behind the grandstand, and Riley got busted for stealing a hot dog for Jayden. The cops cuffed him for twenty minutes to scare him before letting him go. I don’t think Easton was born yet.
“This tastes amazing,” she said enthusiastically as she took several bites. She ate quickly, but then seemed to fill up super fast. She was only halfway through one piece when she set her fork down and put her hand on her stomach.
“You done?” I asked her, raising my eyebrow.
She nodded. “I can’t eat too much at once, it gives me a stomachache.”
I had two pieces already, but I reached out and stabbed the remains of her piece. “I’m not letting that go to waste.”
She laughed. “Such a guy.”
“Last time I checked, yep.”
Robin’s nose scrunched up. “I’m going to take a shower if you don’t mind.”
“Nope.”
As she went upstairs I shoveled food and coffee into my mouth and tried not to think about her naked.
That worked for about five seconds then the hard-on was back with a vengeance. Five months was a long time to go without sex, and unlike some dudes, I wasn’t up for jacking off in my cell. Then the memory of prison brought a hot, metallic taste to my mouth, and I immediately lost my arousal.
A girl like Robin didn’t deserve to be tainted by me.
Which made me selfish.
But even knowing that, I still just stubbornly sat there and ate French toast.
Everyone was entitled to some fucking French toast now and then, weren’t they?
I thought so.
Chapter Five
Robin
Getting ready to go to the park with Phoenix sent me into ambitious activity, displaying more energy than I had all summer. I grabbed a blanket for the ground, packed a cooler with water bottles and energy drinks, along with chips and string cheese, and collected my pencil kit and two sketchbooks. Then I applied sunscreen to my nose and cheeks. I had even shaved my legs in the shower, though I didn’t bother to blow-dry my hair. I just towel dried it, then let it do it’s thing.
Phoenix showered after me while I was packing things up, and he came back downstairs just as I had everything by the door to go. His hair was wet and dangling in his face, but he had put his shirt back on, which was good. I had decided at some point during the last twelve hours that why yes, I was in fact attracted to him. Very much so. The realization had come to me sometime between midnight and five a.m. and was absolutely undeniable when he had come into my room and laid down beside me. I had been aware of every inch of my body, yet he had never made a single move toward me.
As far as I could tell, Phoenix just wanted a friend.
So it was better if he stayed covered because there was something totally drool-worthy about his muscles and all that skin displaying his bleeding heart tattoo. It covered so much real estate, it must have hurt like a bitch to get that done. Given that his shorts were too big, they tended to strain down, exposing the ab muscles I now understood how he’d gotten. He had been tenacious doing those crunches. But I was determined that I could ignore any reactions my body made toward his and embrace a new friendship.
I liked his company.
I didn’t want him to leave.
I wasn’t really sure why but I figured it didn’t matter.
For the first time all summer, I wasn’t spending the majority of my time hating myself.
“Here, let me carry that,” he said, taking the small, soft cooler from my hand. He also picked up the blanket and tucked it under his arm. He gave me a smile. “Are we going on a picnic? Man, I never thought I’d be doing this.”
“Too lame?” Maybe it was too tame of an entertainment for him. I admit I was a little disappointed.
“No. It’s just no one has ever invited me on a picnic before. Once when I was about ten my mom and my aunt took me and my cousins to the fair, but they got high behind the grandstand, and Riley got busted for stealing a hot dog for Jayden. The cops cuffed him for twenty minutes to scare him before letting him go. I don’t think Easton was born yet.
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