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“Yup. Apparently she reports to my mom how we act during class and at school. I wouldn’t put it past her if she has spies everywhere. She told my mom that she thinks we’re, and I quote, ‘inappropriate’.”
“What the hell! We are not inappropriate!”
“I know and that’s exactly what I told my mom and dad.”
“And?”
“They believe me.”
I exhaled slowly.
“Well, good,” I said.
From there, we talked for over an hour about anything that would keep us from clawing at each other, including Sawyer. I told her firmly that Sawyer could no longer be a friend of hers and she firmly told me to mind my own business. I wasn’t going to press it again until it became a problem. I resisted the urge to pull over at least fifteen times the first hour but, eventually, we both calmed down enough to distract ourselves with lots more talking and lots more laughing.
Jules got comfortable and removed her shoes, stretched her painted feet across our shared seat, and rested them on my lap. I placed my right hand on her ankles and we enjoyed the purring heat. I slid my hand over the soft skin of her foot and pinched her delicate ankle bone between my forefinger and thumb and the spark flared even more. I ran circles with my thumb across the top of her foot and when she started to get drowsy I let her fall asleep, never taking my hand from her leg.
I dragged the pad of my thumb along the arch of her foot and was rewarded with a sharp intake of a sleepy breath. That tickled me and my laugh almost woke her but she settled once more against the seat. She had her legs crossed and while massaging the foot in my hand I noticed the foot underneath it had a toe ring around the middle toe. I uncrossed them and re-crossed them with the toe ring foot on top this time.
I hadn’t seen it before because it was hidden beneath her other foot but the ring was connected to a chain. I followed the chain with my finger and had to peel back a little of the cuff of her jean to reveal the ankle bracelet it was connected to. It was extremely attractive on her. I dropped her foot to regain control of myself. It did very funny things to my chest and stomach.
To distract myself, I turned the radio on and Matt & Kim’s ‘Daylight’ came on. I focused on the road ahead of me, dragging my hand over my mouth yet again. I glimpsed her direction. You’re gonna’ be the death of me. I smiled. But who would have thought death could be this sweet?
When I felt in control of myself again I laid my hand on her knee and got the surprise of my life when I felt her dreams. They matched mine perfectly and the ones that didn’t quickly became mine.
We arrived in Bramwell with half an hour to spare and there was no way I was going to drop her off early if I didn’t have to. I woke her when we were close to home and we both decided the rock bridge was the perfect spot to waste the time. I grabbed my flashlight from my glove box and we crunched in silence through the brush to our little spot. I lifted her onto its face and we laid side by side pointing out constellations, wishing we were kissing instead.
With ten minutes to spare I gathered up the courage to grab her face and we shared three sweet, thoughtful, controlled kisses before I decided it was time to go back. We discovered a third very convenient use for our gift. It kept us very warm, despite the chill growing in the air. She protested when I held out my hand to go but I didn’t want to disrespect her father and insisted I take her back. We trudged our way through the sticky, brisk air back to my truck but felt perfectly warm as we held hands. When we got into the truck she slid in close to me and I draped my hand over her shoulder. We rode in blissful silence. I parked in front of The Perry House and jumped out to open Jules’ door. I grabbed her hand and we inched slowly to her front porch.
“What time is your curfew?” She asked.
“Two a.m. on the weekends,” I said.
“Mine too,” she said, “but it won’t be tonight because I’ve already spent nine hours with you. My dad would never go for it.”
“Oh,” I laughed, “that’s okay. I’ll see you in church tomorrow morning right?”
“Yeah, but that’s over ten hours away and I’m afraid I’ll have withdrawals,” she taunted.
“One more for the road then?”
We smiled and I drew her near to my body, but heard the creak of her front door as it began to swing open forcing me to let go of Jules’ waist. It was her dad. Darn.
ned my forehead against hers and closed my eyes.
“Stop doing what?” She exhaled with feeling.
Honeysuckle and orange swam through my head. I grabbed her face without thinking and kissed her mouth so severely it pinned her to the seat. A low hum from the bottom of her throat escaped her lips and sent me spiraling out of control. Blackness surrounded us, only our spark to help guide our movements. She sucked in a breath and kissed me back fiercely only to force ourselves to pull away when it started to get beyond our control.
“Oh Lord, Jules. I’m scared.”
“Why?”
“All I’m going to be able to think about is kissing you from this moment on.” I dragged my hand over my mouth and down my chin. “We’re in trouble.”
She giggled.
“I’m serious Jules. I’m in the worst trouble of my life right now.”
