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my bed. It’s not nearly as nice as Hattie’s. The sheets are scratchy and there’s no fancy pillows or comforter. Hattie’s room was girlie as fuck, but it fit her. I liked it. Granted, I don’t want a cheetah print bed ever in my house, but for her, living on her own—cute as fuck. Regardless of it being cute as fuck, it just proves her young age.
    I feel like a pervert for wanting her the way I do, wanting to be her teacher, wanting her big doe-eyes looking at me like I’m her whole fucking world.
    I wrap my hand around my hard cock and squeeze the head before I move down on my shaft. I think about Hattie on her knees; her big, green eyes looking up at me, and her little, perky tits waiting for my cum. I stroke myself to the memory of her hot mouth wrapped around my cock while I fucked her face.
    Then my cock twitches in my hand and I come on my stomach as I remember how pretty her tits looked painted with my cum. I clean myself off and close my eyes, wishing I would have stayed with her, all the while trying to figure out how I’m going to stay away from her for the next four days.

 
    “W hat is your deal ?” Willa asks as she follows me out of the bank on Thursday evening.
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lie.
    I know exactly what she’s talking about.
    I’ve been ignoring her for the past three days. I’ve also been so pre-occupied with Johnny and whatever it is we have going on that I’ve been unable to concentrate on anything. I’ve even been making stupid little mistakes at work over and over again.
    I haven’t heard a thing from him since he left on Monday night. Not that I expected to hear anything really, but that doesn’t mean that I didn’t want to hear anything. I feel so stupid. He could be screwing a new girl every night and I’d never even know. Maybe that’s why he’s pursuing me, because I’m almost an hour away and would never know what he did when I wasn’t around.
    “You’re on a different planet and you’re not yourself,” she comments as she follows beside me.
    Typically, after Willa does something like she did last weekend, I would be cool toward her for a few days; but by now, we’d be back to besties. I’m tired of it all, though. I don’t want to be back to besties with her. She’s toxic.
    “I’ve got stuff going on. I’m fine.”
    “Oh, I see now,” she mutters. I look over to her with confusion. “That’s what’s got you all crazy in the head,” she says, jerking her head toward my apartment.
    I look up and feel my eyes widen and my face heat at the same time. Johnny is leaning against the wall next to my front door. He’s wearing low slung, perfectly fit jeans with holes in the knees and thighs, and a tight black shirt with his motorcycle vest. He’s also got a lit cigarette hanging out of his mouth. I can see the embers and the smoke rising in the night sky.
    “Johnny,” I breathe.
    “He’s going to eat you alive,” Willa says beside me.
    “He already has,” I blush.
    “Fuck, Hattie. He’s not a boy our age. He’s a man, and he’s not just any man, he’s a rough man. I’m all for having a good time, but a guy like him, he’s dangerous. I really don’t think you should be alone with him,” she murmurs, trying not to let her voice carry.
    “I’ve been alone with him before. He’s fine,” I shrug.
    “I’m not trying to be a bitch or anything, but maybe you should call Andy. I’m serious. He’s bad news. I mean, Robbie hangs with them sometimes, but even he’s not man enough to attempt to be a brother in their club,” Willa advises.
    “I’ll be fine,” I murmur, taking a step toward my staircase and away from Willa.
    “Think about this. You’re not the kind of girl he’s used to,” Willa urges, wrapping her hand around my bicep.
    “That’s okay. He’s not the kind of guy I’m used to,” I say, refusing to look away from Johnny’s dark gaze.
    “He’s going to use you and then toss you to the