walked out of the bar, navigating through the crowds. I didn’t have my coat with me, but I had a hunch I wouldn’t need it.
As we got to the bar’s entrance hall, Steve grabbed my hand and led me outside. I could feel my heart picking up speed - this new Laurel had a knack for getting into exciting situations. I liked how my hand felt in his, small and dainty. I could get used to this.
The cold air outside hit me with a rush, and I tightened my grip on Steve’s hand. I felt him squeeze my hand back, and the smile that had made its way across my face grew wider. Steve led me down the steps of the bar and off to one side.
There were no cars here.
We stood in silence, smiling at each other. Steve looked so cute like that, shaggy hair whipping around in the cold wind of the winter evening. I bit my lip, almost as a reflex. I didn’t want to talk more, I wanted Steve to kiss me.
He did just that, moving toward me. I moved back a little, trying to be a little coy but really also being super nervous. Despite my new outlook and new clothes, I wasn’t really used to actually flirting with guys and having something happen, especially not this quickly. Steve was really hot, though; he had that All-American look. Totally different than the guys I usually stared at, or Harrison.
Ugh, Harrison showing up in my thoughts again. Get out my head, jerk.
When Steve kissed me, pushing me up against the side of the bar, I could taste the light sting of alcohol on his breath. His kiss was soft and tentative at first, like he wasn’t exactly sure what he was doing. It felt good, but not at all what I expected from him, after the boldness he’d showed inside the bar.
We kissed like that, starting to explore each other with our tongues, and I felt Steve get closer to me, the heat coming off his body warming me up. He’d closed the gap between us and now I could really only move closer into him or push myself against the side of the building. Nowhere to go, but that seemed just fine. Steve’s kisses were getting bolder now, stronger, like he’d found his confidence. I liked that a lot more.
His hands started roaming up and down my sides, which I liked, but I wanted to make sure we didn’t go too far. I was all for a little fun outside the bar, but we’d only just met.
After a few minutes I broke the kisses and pushed Steve back a little, watching his arms fall to his sides as he stepped back. Things were getting a little heated a little too fast. I could feel him pressing against me from down there. It felt nice, and I could feel myself getting wet, but I wasn’t that kind of girl, especially not so quickly.
“Didn’t you need to get something from your car? For a friend?” I smirked, chastising him a bit, teasing. I wanted to slow things down a bit, get him to ease off.
Steve moved back a little. “Right, yeah, from my car. For a friend.” He smiled, backed off and took my hand again. I let him lead me through the parking lot, snaking between cars. All was well again. I was smitten and things seemed to be going the right way for once. The little speed bump I’d put on the road had slowed us down just enough so I could get comfortable again.
We got to a truck parked at the end of the parking lot, just beyond the reach of the last overhead lamp, keeping watch in the night. I’d have thought he’d drive an old pickup, but this was a new truck, top of the line model, in pristine shape. It looked like he definitely put the time in to keep it looking perfect and just off the dealer’s lot.
“Before I rummage around in there, how about another kiss?”
I blushed, liking that he asked in such a cute way, but I wasn’t gonna give up something so valuable as a kiss that easily. “What kind of mess do you have going on in there to need a kiss before you go in?” I teased.
“Yeah, you haven’t been inside my truck yet. It’s a jungle in there.” Didn’t look like it from the outside, but I was
As we got to the bar’s entrance hall, Steve grabbed my hand and led me outside. I could feel my heart picking up speed - this new Laurel had a knack for getting into exciting situations. I liked how my hand felt in his, small and dainty. I could get used to this.
The cold air outside hit me with a rush, and I tightened my grip on Steve’s hand. I felt him squeeze my hand back, and the smile that had made its way across my face grew wider. Steve led me down the steps of the bar and off to one side.
There were no cars here.
We stood in silence, smiling at each other. Steve looked so cute like that, shaggy hair whipping around in the cold wind of the winter evening. I bit my lip, almost as a reflex. I didn’t want to talk more, I wanted Steve to kiss me.
He did just that, moving toward me. I moved back a little, trying to be a little coy but really also being super nervous. Despite my new outlook and new clothes, I wasn’t really used to actually flirting with guys and having something happen, especially not this quickly. Steve was really hot, though; he had that All-American look. Totally different than the guys I usually stared at, or Harrison.
Ugh, Harrison showing up in my thoughts again. Get out my head, jerk.
When Steve kissed me, pushing me up against the side of the bar, I could taste the light sting of alcohol on his breath. His kiss was soft and tentative at first, like he wasn’t exactly sure what he was doing. It felt good, but not at all what I expected from him, after the boldness he’d showed inside the bar.
We kissed like that, starting to explore each other with our tongues, and I felt Steve get closer to me, the heat coming off his body warming me up. He’d closed the gap between us and now I could really only move closer into him or push myself against the side of the building. Nowhere to go, but that seemed just fine. Steve’s kisses were getting bolder now, stronger, like he’d found his confidence. I liked that a lot more.
His hands started roaming up and down my sides, which I liked, but I wanted to make sure we didn’t go too far. I was all for a little fun outside the bar, but we’d only just met.
After a few minutes I broke the kisses and pushed Steve back a little, watching his arms fall to his sides as he stepped back. Things were getting a little heated a little too fast. I could feel him pressing against me from down there. It felt nice, and I could feel myself getting wet, but I wasn’t that kind of girl, especially not so quickly.
“Didn’t you need to get something from your car? For a friend?” I smirked, chastising him a bit, teasing. I wanted to slow things down a bit, get him to ease off.
Steve moved back a little. “Right, yeah, from my car. For a friend.” He smiled, backed off and took my hand again. I let him lead me through the parking lot, snaking between cars. All was well again. I was smitten and things seemed to be going the right way for once. The little speed bump I’d put on the road had slowed us down just enough so I could get comfortable again.
We got to a truck parked at the end of the parking lot, just beyond the reach of the last overhead lamp, keeping watch in the night. I’d have thought he’d drive an old pickup, but this was a new truck, top of the line model, in pristine shape. It looked like he definitely put the time in to keep it looking perfect and just off the dealer’s lot.
“Before I rummage around in there, how about another kiss?”
I blushed, liking that he asked in such a cute way, but I wasn’t gonna give up something so valuable as a kiss that easily. “What kind of mess do you have going on in there to need a kiss before you go in?” I teased.
“Yeah, you haven’t been inside my truck yet. It’s a jungle in there.” Didn’t look like it from the outside, but I was
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