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flesh. Somebody needs to pinch me now.
    “Hey, gorgeous, it’s good to see you again,” he says with a small chuckle, as I shake myself out of my stupor.
    “Yeah, you too.” We just stand there in silence, taking each other in for a minute.
    “You going to invite me in or should we stand on the porch all day?” he asks me with a flirty wink.
    “Oh. No, come on in.” I move aside so he can get through the door. Clyde must have heard our voices, because he come’s running into the entry way and jumps up on Derrick’s chest to try and lick his face. “Clyde! No boy, get down.” I pull Clyde off a very surprised Derrick. “I’m so sorry. He has no manners but he’s a lovable mongrel.” Derrick wipes the doggie slobber off his chin and cheeks.
    “As long as he doesn’t bite me or hump my leg, I’m cool with him,” Derrick says with a laugh. Clyde responds with a ‘woof” and swings around to swat Derrick’s leg with his tail.
    “No, he wouldn’t do that, he has more interesting habits.” That’s for sure; there’s probably never been another dog like Clyde, ever.
    “I wanted to take you out for a late lunch so we can talk and then we’ll see where the rest of the day takes us. That ok with you?”
    “That sounds wonderful, I’ll just go get my shoes and we can head out.” I didn’t realize Derrick followed me when I went to get my shoes. I turn around and there he stands, leaning in my doorway with either arm resting on the frame taking in my most private space. I look around the area with fresh eyes, noticing the unmade bed, the clothes on the chair in the corner, the overflowing hamper and the scattered school papers all over my desk. Not to mention the two or three posters of Anita Wells book covers featuring you know who hanging on my walls. I quickly toss the comforter on the bed and rub my hand over my forehead in embarrassment. I hear Derrick snort and look up into his amused eyes.
    “Were those unicorns on your sheets?” Oh no, he noticed.
    “Um…You saw that, huh?” This is humiliating.
    “Yep, kind of hard not to notice the purple and blue cartoon unicorns dancing around on your mattress.”
I’d like to dance around on the mattress with Derrick.
    “They aren’t dancing, they’re frolicking.” I correct him making him laugh. This is humiliating, I need to get us out of here now. Derrick enters my room and looks around at my posters. He looks at each of them and then turns to me with an intense look on his face.
    “I want to kiss you right now! Badly.”
Did he just say that?
“Yeah, Amy, I did just say that.” Oh shit, I was talking out loud. I can feel my face turning bright red and my cheeks are getting hot. He comes closer to me, his hands cupping my face, his thumbs stroking my cheeks. He tilts his head a little and swoops down to touch his lips to mine. Very gently at first so I can get used to his touch and then he applies more pressure to intensify the kiss. He makes no attempt to put his tongue in my mouth, which I appreciate because I’m not ready for that yet. This is just a chaste meeting of our mouths. Just as he ends the kiss, he lightly nips my bottom lip.
    “Mm, cherry,” he says, noting the flavor of my lip gloss. His thumbs are still stroking my cheeks and his fingers are threading through my strawberry blonde hair. He moves in again and rests his forehead against mine. “We should go.” I simply nod my head yes and follow him robotically out of my room, down the stairs, out of the house and into his car. Wow! Can that boy kiss! I should have changed my panties before we left.
    ***Derrick***
    I want Amy to get used to being around me because I plan on being around a lot! I feel light when I’m around her and that’s not something I’ve felt in a while. She makes me feel good; she makes me laugh and she frustrates the hell out of me with her standoffish attitude. She gets me hot just watching her. She hides behind her glasses, trying to keep me at a