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He leaned into me until I leaned back into him, trying to stay upright because leaning down would break the seal that fused our mouths. Plus, it was fun chasing him around like that. Until my hands became curious and pushed up under the black tank top he had on to feel his skin. Satin. Silk. Hard rock covered with velvet. That’s what he felt like, especially when his abdominal muscles tensed under her touch.
He felt like heaven and that only made me eager to touch more of him. I started to push his shirt away, but Johnny broke the kiss to pull away. His breathing was a little more rapid than usual and his eyes were sleepy with passion, but he smiled that incredible smile at me. “Not here. I know how this should be. Come on.”
He grabbed my hand, the coffee and food now forgotten as pulled her from the counter, but I dug my heels in and shook my head.
“Fuck no. I’m in my damn pajamas, Johnny.”
“Oh. Can you change?”
“Well, duh!” I grinned while rolling my eyes at him. “Give me five minutes.”
“Okay. Hurry.”
I gave him a shot of my middle finger and went into my bedroom.
“Um, do you have a car?” I called out once I’d put on shorts, some canvas shoes, and a light blue t-shirt with no bra. I had a feeling I wouldn’t need one anyway.
“No. Been on a motorcycle before?” He called back. He couldn’t see the way I went still in my bedroom or the way my eyes darted to my dresser.
“Um. I’ve been mowed down by one. Does that count?” I shouted, going to the dresser to dig out two ibuprofen from the bottle there. Could I get on one of those things?
“Mowed down by one? What?” I heard his voice from directly behind my bedroom door. I opened it, braiding my hair after slugging down the pills with a bottle of water I kept on the dresser.
“When I was fifteen, I was hit by a motorcyclist that lost control. That’s what fucked me up and got me started on drugs.”
“Fuck. Shall I call a cab?” he asked, his face going pale.
“No. It’s a day for facing battles, isn’t it?” I smiled, though it was a lie. I was about to pee my pants I was so afraid. “This is one I should definitely face.”
“If you’re sure?” He asked, obviously not convinced.
“I am. Let’s go.” I put my hand in his, grabbed my bag and my keys with the other, locked the door, and marched us down the hallway. Time to face the music.
