She brushes some hair from my face. “I have a day off tomorrow, but I’d still like to walk with you in the morning.”
“Have you spoken to Jenna?” I’m partial to a random outburst too.
“Um no. Are you going to tell me what yesterday was all about?”
“Sorry, babe. I can’t. The rules of girl talk.”
Eden scoffs. “You’re my girlfriend!”
“And she’s your sister. But I would urge you to speak with her.”
“Jenna is likely to burn me alive if I approach her demon lair.”
“Eden. Talk to her, okay? Please?”
She regards me closely. “Is she okay? Do I need to be worried?”
“She’s fourteen and hormonal, everyone should be worried.” I laugh. “But there’s a little more to it than that. I just think some time and understanding from her big sister would mean a lot.”
“How the hell did this happen?” Eden scoffs. “Jen hasn’t had a single attitude-free conversation in months.”
I shrug and polish my nails on my shirt. “I’m just that good.”
Eden’s expression changes, and I instantly feel the air between us change.
“Yeah, you are,” she murmurs. Her lips are on mine in an instant.
The noise of students rushing to their next class reaches my ears as we kiss. We’re going to be late for second period if we continue. I’m surprisingly okay with that.
17
Eden
We totally got busted for skiving class. Worth it. Thankfully I’m killing English, so Mrs Parker wasn’t too hard on me. Sloane wasn’t so lucky. Her algebra teacher, Mr Roper, handed out an extra piece of homework, much to my girlfriend’s dismay. I’ve offered to help her do it.
We both agreed it was worth it, though. I mean, we did…stuff. Really hot and scary as fuck stuff. My heart was in my throat the entire time. I wasn’t expecting it. The only thing I had on my mind when I arrived at school was bragging about my jogging accomplishment. But then Sloane looked at me like I was her breakfast. I was powerless to resist.
As soon as she hitched her leg around my hip, I lost control of myself. My hips took on a life of their own, and from the result, I’d say that was a good thing. Listening to Sloane’s breathing become ragged and her chest heave nearly undid me. I felt myself careening to the edge, but managed to hold myself back. My goal was to make it great for her. I didn’t want to be the partner who couldn’t get my girlfriend to finish because I was too busy getting my own happy ending.
The conversation afterwards is still floating around my grey matter. Not the bit where we awkwardly asked each other if we were okay and enjoyed it. It was, and we did.
No, the conversation about college is the one I’m still stuck on. Sloane was right, though. We did need to get everything out in the open. Learning about her college choices over dinner with my parents wasn’t great.
But we talked, and now we’re on the same page. No matter where we end up next Autumn, we’re going to give long distance a try. I can’t lie, the thought makes me nervous. Will we have been together long enough to weather the distance? It’s going to take some time to process the idea, I guess.
We made it through the rest of the day without getting in any more shit with faculty. Now I’m waiting patiently for her to come over so we can get her extra homework out of the way and then maybe…you know, explore a little more.
Before that, though, I need to find Jenna. Sloane’s cryptic advice left me curious. I suspected Sloane was a sapphic witch. Now I know for sure it’s true. To get through to Jenna is a damn miracle, especially coming out the other side unscathed.
Her door is closed as usual. Every atom in my body wants me to turn my arse around and leave, but I don’t. I’m worried about her, so I’ll take one for the Sawyer team and enter the dragon’s lair.
The knock goes unanswered. So does the second and third. Committing to the cause, I pound on the door continuously until Jenna rips it open with a scowl worthy of the most heinous Disney villain.
“What?”
She genuinely scares me.
“Can I come in?”
