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“See you later?” I lift my chin to Smith, and he lifts his to Koa in understanding.
I grip the back of Koa’s shirt. “Let’s jet.”
Chapter 14
Riley
Why oh why
Friday September 6th
When we get home,I refuse to talk about Theo with Leah. Thankfully, that isn’t a fight, and yes, I know it’s because that would open up the door to her telling me what the hell is up with her and Dash, and she’s not ready to go there any more than I am. And as luck would have it, the rest of the house seems to be behind closed doors, which is perfect because I need some time to process everything that just went down while it’s fresh in my memory.
Inside my room, I take off everything I’m wearing except my undies, slide Theo’s giant hoodie back over my head, pee, and then contemplate brushing my teeth but decided against it since I am still unwilling to part with his taste and the feel of his lips still on mine as I wash my hands. I then launch myself on my bed, hook my phone up, and hit shuffle on my music so Ellie and Leo can get freaky and I don’t have to hear it. I grab my pink journal and my hot pink gel pen and prepare to word-vomit all that I am feeling for Simone.
Dear Simone,
I suited up and took to the field tonight, only to find myself once again slipping on the ice. Spoiler alert: I stuck the landing. It was on the softest, most delicious lips I have ever tasted.
Let me rewind … I adored Oz, like truly, and even got over the fact that he was shook this past Monday when I looked like … well me untouched.
I accepted it was because he’d never seen me without makeup and my hair done. Not really his fault. I get it. I see peoples IGs and think, “Who the fuck is that?” all the time, so I let it slide.
The date was nice. He picked me up in an Uber, with flowers. It was sweet that he insisted on the Uber even though I have a perfectly good vehicle we could have taken, but in retrospect, that worked out well. More on that later.
During dinner, at a steak house, we laughed and had a great time. He complimented me dozens of times on how hot I looked tonight. The first few times, I didn’t catch on to the emphasis on tonight, but again, looking back, I am sure there was one.
He asked if I was good with stopping at Bleachers, and of course I was. I love that place! And also, no good date ends two hours in, and I was hell-bent on it being a good date.
But that’s where I hit the ice. By this, I mean, Theo Rivera was there, and he was singing some silly made-up lyrics to the Bare Naked Ladies song, “If I Had A Million Dollars,” and, well, Dean was there, and so were the guys and the girls, and Oz told me to go hang out with them. Insisted, actually. Now I’m a feminist, Simone, and not about a possessive man, but one who all but pushes you into the arms of another is for sure not into you. But one who sees you and sings the really horrible lyrics about wanting to love on your “monkey” in a packed bar, and then pleads with you to come home with him … even though he may have just wanted you to drive his beast of a vehicle because he got drunk, that kind of guy apparently is more appealing to me than the former. Is that wrong on a million levels? Fuck yes, but it’s my life, Simone, and I’m all about living it.
Plus … well, he confided in me, albeit drunk, but not too drunk since he must have lost some of the alcohol content when he vomited—sounds so much worse than it is. I think, anyway. Back to it. He has depth, and he brought me into it. And Simone, he kissed me, and my lips are still tingling. Did I mention he signs? And that he signed “beautiful” to me on the day Oz looked at me like WTF? Well, he does and he did. And Simone, sexy is nice, but beautiful is … well, it’s beautiful.
Okay, Okay, I just reread this, and it’s a mess, but it’s really not.
Before I fall asleep, I have to write down just a few more things that I never, ever, ever want to forget.
Cielo means sky or heaven. He called me that and said, “Which will you be, something beautiful, untouchable that all I can do is gaze up you, or a place that I’ll never want to leave?” That’s not verbatim, but gahhhh!
Theo and his family do a thing called two ups and a suck. SIMONE, WE DO THAT, TOO!
Ending on two highs and a low, and then going to fall asleep with tingly lips and stomach flips. <— that rhymes.
H- One door shut but a much better one opened.
L- Got called a puck bunny, WHICH Oz sided with his boy about. Strike 3.
H- Best. Kiss. Ever.
X,
R
* * *
“Oh my God,”I groan as Mom’s ringtone sprouts off.
I push myself up, swipe my sleeve across my lower lip because, apparently, I passed out facedown on my iPad. Rubbing my eyes as I pull my phone off the base, I hitaccept.
