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“That’s how I saw it, yeah.”
“That’s really kinda messed up, you know.”
“No shit,” I said with a humorless laugh. “I don’t recall telling you I was anything other than a lunatic.”
Raine’s finger was slowly moving back and forth over a spot on my stomach where there was another small scar. I couldn’t even remember how I got it, but it sure did feel good to have her running her finger over it. Of course, that made me wonder what it would feel like to have her fingers running over something else. I needed a distraction before my shorts busted open.
“It’s your turn,” I told her.
“What do you want to know?”
“Tell me about your last boyfriend.”
“Seriously?” she asked. “You want to hear about my love life?”
“Yeah,” I said, smirking. Then I realized how bad an idea that might be, considering our positions. “But you might want to get off me because I’m bound to get excited by the details.”
She slapped her hand playfully against my chest, but she did sit up. I did the same and watched her out of the corner of my eye while she seemed to be composing herself.
“I’m going to assume by the look on your face that you aren’t seeing him anymore?”
“No, I’m not,” Raine said. “He was really just a friend to me. He helped me after my father died. I loved him, in a way, but not the way he wanted.”
“What was his name?”
“Andrew,” she told me. “His father was my father’s best friend, and we grew up together. After my father died, he came over a lot and just helped me through all of it. He’d drive me to the courthouse and wait while I met with the judges and then console me when they told me no – when they told me no again. I think I just needed his closeness at the time, but he wanted something more. So, I gave it to him.”
“Did you fuck him?”
“Do you always have to be so crass?”
“Pretty much, yeah.”
“Well, I’m not going to talk about that,” she said with conviction.
“You did fuck him,” I said with a laugh.
She smacked me playfully again and damn if the sound of her skin hitting mine didn’t get me thinking about other ways our skin could be making contact.
“Come on,” I said, figuring if she could pressure me into talking about shit I didn’t want to talk about, turnabout was fair play. “Tell me.”
“He was my first,” she said softly, “and I was his. We were in the back of his dad’s minivan parked on a deserted road. Neither one of us knew what we were doing. Frankly, the whole thing was a disaster.”
“So you had crappy first time sex,” I clarified. She wouldn’t be the only chick to say that. “Did you do him again?”
“We tried a couple more times,” Raine said with a giggle, “but really, it wasn’t much better. It didn’t hurt, but I still don’t know what the fuss is all about.”
“The fuss?” I said, leaning back away from her a bit so I could look at her from another angle. “The fuss is how fucking awesome it feels, babe. Didn’t you notice?”
I let out a short laugh.
“It was…okay.”
“Okay? That’s all you can say about it? I mean, I’m not a chick, but the ones I’ve fucked thought it was better than okay.”
“Well, that’s not how I felt about it,” Raine grumbled.
“Holy shit,” I said as the realization hit me. “You never did come, did you? You guys didn’t know what you were doing, and he couldn’t make you come.”
