Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 164459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 822(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 822(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
I watched his eyes spark with a desire I’d never seen before, and I beamed. His stare was hot and heavy, and as his thick fingers curled around my hips and he hauled me closer, reconnecting our mouths, I knew sooner or later he’d be over trying to take things slowly.
I never told him I wanted to take things slowly.
I liked fast and quick, especially with Drake. With him involved, it was thrilling. Plus, I didn’t want him to think I was lesser than the other girls—more fragile than the average.
I was actually a pretty strong girl, and sometimes I caught myself thinking of way too many naughty things. Though I hadn’t done all of the naughty things, I fantasized about them a lot.
Dreaming about a naked Drake hovering above me, his body heat palpable and thick, drove my mind wild already.
I couldn’t help but wonder what all he could do inside a bedroom. He was a great kisser, and the way he touched me—groping me with hands so firm and thoughtful—proved he would make a great lover.
I knew Drake was capable of a lot of good things, he was just too afraid to reveal them because he considered himself way too bad for someone like me.
Chapter 17
Jenny
Two months.
That’s how long Drake and I had been dating now and things were great. Mom and Dad didn’t know I had a boyfriend, but Mom suspected.
I refused to tell her anything, no matter how many times she asked me if I had a boyfriend. I knew they wouldn’t have approved of Drake if they saw him.
For one, he wasn’t rich like Mom expected the man I would marry to be. His skin was flawlessly stained with ink, and that was a huge no-no for Mom as well—not that I cared much about her opinion anyway.
I just didn’t want to hear her mouth, so I kept my relationship to myself.
Kylie and I had already graduated. Not to mention the boys actually came to see us get our high school diplomas. It was exciting to see Drake afterwards.
He sought me out after graduation, before my parents could find me, and told me he would take me out for milkshakes at Buckley’s when I was done celebrating at Leighton Cove.
I was very excited about that.
Around our two-month “anniversary”, I decided we should all hang out at my pool. Unfortunately, a filter was broken, so we decided to go to the community pool.
It was hotter than usual in Fox River that day.
There was this perfect breeze that called to me as I stood on the deck.
It was great.
Kylie was packing up a lunch bag in the kitchen and I was gathering all of the stuff we needed outside of food. I met her in the kitchen after grabbing our towels, sunscreen, and umbrellas.
Meeting at the counter, I sighed and looked at her as she stuffed the last sandwich and orange into the large insulated lunch bag.
“I just thought about something,” I said.
“What’s that?” she inquired with a tilt of her brow.
“The guys fight tonight.”
She looked up “Oh, yeah. I totally forgot! It is Friday.” Kylie paused as she pursed her lips. “Do you think we should go… you know, to support them?”
“Drake doesn’t like me at the fights,” I admitted.
“How do you know that? Did he say that?”
“No. But I can tell he doesn’t. The last time we went he seemed upset to see me there. Remember? We wanted to surprise them but when we hung out afterwards he was kind of quiet. He rushed away from the Dawg Pit with me like he didn’t want people to see us together.”
Kylie sighed. “I don’t know what he’s so ashamed of. Oscar is fucking hot when he fights. I love to see my man lay down the law, ya know?”
I shrugged.
“Does he think you’re judging him?” she asks.
“I don’t think so.” I pressed my lower back against the edge of the counter, folding my arms. “He’s pretty comfortable around me.”
“Well, if you want to stay in the safe zone with him, I get it, Jen. Let’s just not go. We can hang out here, you know? Your parents won’t be back for another two days. We have this whole fucking house to ourselves.” Kylie grinned and I did the same, picking up my tote bag.
She grabbed the lunch box and one of the towels and when I tucked mine beneath my arm, I said, “Let’s get out of here before they call and change their minds.”
“I’m surprised they agreed! Their day off and they’re going to spend it with us at the pool—in public!?”
I unlocked my car, popping the trunk and tossing my things inside of it. “Well, we could have stayed here and used my pool and all, but the guy can’t come fix the filter today. He comes in the morning. No one is willing to work on a holiday.”