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Felicity: That almost sounds sweet... if it were true.
Me: It could be true.
It wasn’t, but I wasn’t about to tell her that.
Felicity: But we both know it isn’t. What do you want, Jason? I’m in class...
I smirked at her reply. Even via text conversation I could imagine her sassing me; hand on one hip, eyes wide and simmering with indignation. Her mouth all pouty and begging for attention.
Fuck.
This had shitstorm written all over it; yet, I couldn’t seem to stop myself. I was so used to girls doing whatever I asked, jumping at a chance to be with me, that Felicity’s banter was refreshing. So much so, I wanted more. Craved it like an addict craved their next hit. Because while I didn’t need a distraction from football, maybe a distraction from all the other bullshit around me was exactly what I needed.
Me: Meet me after class.
Felicity: I can’t. I have this thing called class; you should look it up sometime.
Me: Skip. I bet it’s on your list...
The three little dots indicated she was replying, but time passed and still nothing. I’d been joking about the list thing but figured I’d hit the jackpot.
Me: I’m right aren’t I? It’s totally on your list.
Felicity: I’ve cut class before.
Me: And I’m a virgin. Come on, skip class and check another thing off your list... I’ll make it worth your while.
Felicity: You really shouldn’t make promises you have no intention of keeping!
Me: Maybe this is one promise I want to keep?
I was pretty sure I wasn’t supposed to feel so smug about luring her in, but I couldn’t deny it left me feeling all kinds of awesome.
When she didn’t reply, I typed another text.
Me: We can finish what we started at your house?
Felicity: When you came over and we TALKED?
Me: The only words I remember you saying are, ‘Oh God’ and ‘More’. Come on, Giles. It’s senior year. You’re running out of time and you know you want to.
Please want to. I stared at my cell, willing her name to appear.
Felicity: You’re going to have to work A LOT harder than this.
Shit. I hadn’t expected it to get this far, not really. But now she was in, I didn’t plan on backing out. One more taste. That’s all I needed.
At least, that’s what I kept telling myself as I sent:
Me: Challenge accepted.
Felicity
“Hey,” Mya jogged up beside me. “What’s got your attention?”
“Oh nothing.” I shoved my cell in my pocket and flashed her a bright smile.
“Oh, really, the same nothing that had your attention at lunch and in government?” Her brow rose. “Come on, you can tell me. It’s one of them, right? Asher or Jason.”
