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We all groan, and another apple flies across the room.
* * *
We’re all cleaning up from the party when grab Nat’s arm and pull her into the laundry room, shutting the door behind us. She is giggling uncontrollably.
“Shh… I don’t want your brother walking in here.”
Grabbing her face with both hands, I kiss her.
Nat melts against me.
I box her in against the wall and just enjoy kissing her. Tongues tangling. Sweet sighs are coming from my girl. Before I know it, I am hard as steel and need to pull back before we take this further than I want to, surrounded by dirty clothes.
“Do you know what time you’ll be back from the studio? What time can I pick you up for our date tonight?”
“It doesn’t matter to me. I should be back around five, I guess. Where are we going? What should I wear?”
“That’s up to you. Do you want to do a fancy dinner, movies, something low key, maybe outside?”
“Low key and outside sounds perfect.” She leans up on her toes, put her arms around my neck, and kisses me again.
One kiss quickly turns back into her ass in my hands and legs wrapped around my waist.
That is until Cooper walks in looking for extra trash bags.
Nat grabs the box off the shelf above her head and hands them to her brother, who has his eyes shut tight.
He takes them and walks away, mumbling something that sounds like, “Get a fucking room.”
The two of us just laugh.
“Tonight Nat. I’ll pick you up at seven. Sound good, Sweetheart?”
She nods her head, kicks the door shut, and kisses me again.
32
Natalie
Iwalk into the studio’s empty waiting room that afternoon and see a young man behind the front desk with dinosaur headphones on, watching something on an iPad that is making him laugh. Loudly. He’s a cute kid, with the same dirty blonde hair as Annabelle and the same striking green eyes. He’s a few inches shorter than me and has chubby cheeks with two dimples that pop when he smiles, which, judging by the few moments I’ve been standing here, is often.
I can hear Sam Smith’s “Stay With Me” playing throughout the studio. Looking around, I see Annabelle dancing in the studio to my right. She is amazing.
I’m good.
Some said that I could have been great, but I don’t know that I ever looked as natural as she does when she dances. It gives me chills. I get lost in time watching her as she gracefully glides across the floor lost in the music, only to get pulled back to reality when I get tapped on my shoulder.
“Who are you?” The boy that I am assuming is Annabelle’s brother, Tommy, has his headphones hanging around his neck and his blue iPad tucked under his arm. There is a giant dinosaur on his shirt. His smile is crooked and devilish, and he’s looking past me instead of at me.
“Well, hello. I’m Natalie. What’s your name?”
“I’m Tommy David Hart. Why are you here?”
“I’m supposed to help your sister Annabelle, but I don’t want to interrupt her until her dance is over.”
“Annabelle tells me I can interrupt her whenever I need to.”
“I’m sure you can, but I don’t need to, not yet. We can let her finish her dance first. What were you watching on your iPad, Tommy?”
