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involved, but the struggle of power.” His eyes latch onto mine refusing to let them go. “I prefer mutual attraction.” My legs unconsciously move closer together. Drew's leg jumps on the idea of gravitating towards them. “Call me old fashion.”
Trying to hide my blush, I simply fiddle with my braid. The river of heat scorching its way through my veins causes me to rub my chest a little in hopes of clearing the passage way for air to cool down my body.
It's just his fucking leg! I'm crazy...
“What um...what happened between you and the girl?”
“She left him for me.” He smiles widely. “Did you really see that story ending differently?”
I chuckle and shake my head. “You're arrogant.”
His tongue moistens his lips. “I'm accurate.”
Only a little bit of me wonders what he tastes like. Not enough for you to bring it up.
“If it makes up for it, he started to trash her around school, so I sculpted a tiny dick statue and engraved underneath it 'Christopher Dallas' Dick. Object is a replica of actual size.'” My eyes widen. “I then had Clarissa leave it in the girls locker room where it remained until he graduated.” In disbelief I start giggling and shaking my head. “We didn't actually date that long. Turns out she had her own agenda too. She wanted to know what made the McCoys so legendary. It didn't take long before I lost interest. There's something about dating chicks that want you just for your name.”
“Um...don't all the girls you hook up with want you because of that?”
“Yeah. That's why we hook up.” He points his pencil at me matter-of-factly. “Not date.”
“You don't date?”
Drew shakes his head. “Not in years.”
The direction of the conversation is one I want to push, but know I shouldn't.
It's none of my business. None of this is. Yeah, I'm curious too, but there's a saying about that. Remember what happened to the cat?
“I haven't sculpted in almost just as long.”
“You've got just a little time to practice.”
“Yeah...” He adjusts the paper tablet, which knocks his leg against me, and ignites the goosebumps all over again. “What about you? Can you sculpt?”
Sheepishly I shake my head. “I can't even draw stick figures.”
He chuckles. “Everyone can draw stick figure people.”
“No. Not everyone.”
“Everyone.”
“I swear. They either look like anorexic snowflakes or mini Michelin men.”
Drew holds the pencil out for me. I give him a sarcastic look before shaking my head. “Oh come on. You can't say shit like that and not expect me to ask you to deliver.”
Don't agree with him!
Giggling I shake my head again. “No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No, which means no.”
“No is just a substitute for those waiting for a reason to say yes.”
The description causes my jaw to drop. “What am I waiting for?”
Drew leans over so his lips are feathering my ear. “Me.” Without pausing for my permission my body melts against him. “Do it for me Mel.”
Instinctively I prepare to deny one last time.
Softly he adds, “Please.”
His words roll around
Trying to hide my blush, I simply fiddle with my braid. The river of heat scorching its way through my veins causes me to rub my chest a little in hopes of clearing the passage way for air to cool down my body.
It's just his fucking leg! I'm crazy...
“What um...what happened between you and the girl?”
“She left him for me.” He smiles widely. “Did you really see that story ending differently?”
I chuckle and shake my head. “You're arrogant.”
His tongue moistens his lips. “I'm accurate.”
Only a little bit of me wonders what he tastes like. Not enough for you to bring it up.
“If it makes up for it, he started to trash her around school, so I sculpted a tiny dick statue and engraved underneath it 'Christopher Dallas' Dick. Object is a replica of actual size.'” My eyes widen. “I then had Clarissa leave it in the girls locker room where it remained until he graduated.” In disbelief I start giggling and shaking my head. “We didn't actually date that long. Turns out she had her own agenda too. She wanted to know what made the McCoys so legendary. It didn't take long before I lost interest. There's something about dating chicks that want you just for your name.”
“Um...don't all the girls you hook up with want you because of that?”
“Yeah. That's why we hook up.” He points his pencil at me matter-of-factly. “Not date.”
“You don't date?”
Drew shakes his head. “Not in years.”
The direction of the conversation is one I want to push, but know I shouldn't.
It's none of my business. None of this is. Yeah, I'm curious too, but there's a saying about that. Remember what happened to the cat?
“I haven't sculpted in almost just as long.”
“You've got just a little time to practice.”
“Yeah...” He adjusts the paper tablet, which knocks his leg against me, and ignites the goosebumps all over again. “What about you? Can you sculpt?”
Sheepishly I shake my head. “I can't even draw stick figures.”
He chuckles. “Everyone can draw stick figure people.”
“No. Not everyone.”
“Everyone.”
“I swear. They either look like anorexic snowflakes or mini Michelin men.”
Drew holds the pencil out for me. I give him a sarcastic look before shaking my head. “Oh come on. You can't say shit like that and not expect me to ask you to deliver.”
Don't agree with him!
Giggling I shake my head again. “No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No, which means no.”
“No is just a substitute for those waiting for a reason to say yes.”
The description causes my jaw to drop. “What am I waiting for?”
Drew leans over so his lips are feathering my ear. “Me.” Without pausing for my permission my body melts against him. “Do it for me Mel.”
Instinctively I prepare to deny one last time.
Softly he adds, “Please.”
His words roll around
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