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She shakes her head. “No. Look at it, Gray. That thing is twelve years old, and hasn’t been played in for eight. Besides, imagine all the spiders that are in there.”
I roll my eyes and place hands on her hips, hoisting her up on the ladder. “There aren’t any spiders. I already came out here to check. Up you go.”
As we climb inside, the wood creaks from our weight. Not only was she right about it being old, but we’re also a combined hundred-something pounds heavier than we were. Still, it holds steady as we get inside. It’s nostalgic, being in here with her, but not at all awkward.
I lean against the wall and cross my ankles, looking around at the drawings that are still hanging on the wall. They’re faded, and some have been ruined by rain getting in, but the tape has managed to hold. I chuckle as I find the one I made my mom laminate for me.
Treehouse Rules:
No girls allowed except Savi.
Everyone must know the password.
No grown-ups.
All secrets shared in the treehouse, stay in the treehouse.
The password is puddles.
“Remember how mad Tess and Laney would get when they weren’t allowed up here?” I ask, gesturing to rule number one.
Savannah snickers. “How could I forget? They told me we couldn’t be friends anymore unless I let them in.”
“Did you?”
“No. You would have been so mad at me, and besides, they only stopped being my friend for ten minutes.”
It goes back to being quiet as we both look around until I can’t help but laugh.
“What?” she questions, confused.
I bite my lip and shake my head. “It’s nothing.”
“Bullshit.” Moving across the small room, she sits next to me. “Tell me.”
My eyes focus on my hands. “I’ve just had a dream or two of us having sex in here.”
“Did you really?” she chuckles.
“It wasn’t as old and rickety as it is now, but yeah.”
Before I know it, she’s straddling my lap and bending down to kiss my neck. I run my hands down her back, humming at how good it feels to have her lips on my skin. When she starts to unbutton my pants, I grab her wrists.
“What are you doing?”
She smirks. “Making your dreams come true.”
Excitement rushes through me as I lift her shirt over her head. I don’t think there is a single thing this girl can do that wouldn’t turn me on. However, as I admire her body, another bruise catches my eye.
“What happened?” I rub my thumb over it, and she hisses at the contact.
With a mastered skill, she masks over the pain I know she just felt. “It’s nothing. Just a bruise from a cheer stunt. I’m fine.”
“Savannah—” I try, but it’s no use.
She leans down and presses her lips to mine. “I told you, I’m fine. Now shut up and fuck me.”
THE BLEACHERS ARE FILLED with students and parents. I stand in the tunnel with the rest of the guys, waiting for the announcer to introduce us. The energy in here is enough to get us all pumped up and ready to slaughter this other team.
