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“Maybe.”
“Well, I’m glad you gave me a chance. I did more drawings than what I
showed in that meeting. Like this.” She bent forward and reached for the
dry sand, swirling her fingers around in it to create patterns and shapes that
looked nothing like shoes.
June’s heart began to thunder hard again when she breathed in Arabella’s
sweet honey suckle scent. She was sure that’s what it was. Something no
one else would wear, but something that suited her perfectly It reminded her
too much of the caragana bushes outside her grandma’s old house.
When Arabella looked up, her eyes were burning, brimming with
excitement. She had her bottom lip caught between her teeth in
concentration. June knew she should duck her head because what she was
feeling was probably showing on her face.
It was hard to admit it, but she knew what it was. Lust. A strange sort of
longing. Maybe even wistfulness. She froze, hoping Arabella couldn’t read
her face in the dark, but Arabella’s eyes shot straight to June’s lips, turning
her stomach into a storm of butterfly wings. She felt…God, she felt a little
bit desperate. She ached in all the wrong places. Her nipples were beaded
tightly, the only mercy being that her t-shirt was big and baggy and hid
them from view. Her breasts felt heavy and swollen.
She knew that if Arabella reached for her, she wouldn’t shy away. Her
body was on fire, burning with the strangest desire. Not that she was a
stranger to what it felt like to want someone, but Arabella of all people? She
was a stranger to not being able to control what she felt and who she felt it
for. She’d always thought that when people said they had no control, or they
were attracted to the wrong person, that it was nonsense.
June shifted ever so slightly, trying to relieve the pressure building in her
thighs, but all she succeeded in doing was rubbing the damp seam of her
shorts across her aching clit. She nearly gasped, but bit down on the sound
at the last second.
