Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 97337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
“What about what happened earlier, you wanna talk about it?” She shook her head and picked up her sandwich for a bite.
“Not really no, I’m just glad that it’s over and….that you were there. What were you doing there anyway? Isn’t that a bit out of your way?”
“I was trying to find you. I tried to catch up with you after practice but you were already gone. I didn’t want you driving home alone in the dark so I drove by here and when your car wasn’t…” I let her figure out the rest and now she was just staring at me dumbfounded.
“Why did you go to all that trouble?” I couldn’t believe that she had the nerve to ask me that after all the conversations we’d had. But instead of being offended, I just threw one back at her.
“Why did you come to the football field?” Her face went up in flames, something I’d noticed that she does a lot of and I kept my gaze on her face.
“How bad is your eyesight?” My question came totally out of left field.
“What, why?” She fumbled with her glasses but I lifted my brow at her letting her know I wasn’t going to give up without an answer. “There’s nothing wrong with my sight.” She answered me grudgingly, but her answer made no sense.
“Then why the glasses? Does the light hurt or something?” She shook her head no and looked down at her half eaten sandwich. I dropped it because it seemed to make her uneasy, but now I was even more curious than ever about the color of her eyes and why she felt the need to keep them hidden.
Drake
Things got even more uneasy as time went on and I found myself in the odd position of taking control of the situation, with my teacher. There were way too many dynamics in that room.
I’d imagined us going on a couple dates before we reached this far, me in her house about to spend the night. And though I wasn’t planning to fuck her, the fact that I was about to sleep in her bed was going to take our relationship to a whole new level. One that I’m not sure she’s ready for.
“I need to shower, I stink from practice.” I found in dealing with her that it’s better to take point and make decisions instead of asking for her permission.
From my conversations with her she’s never seemed very decisive about things. That could be due to her shyness, or the fact that I’d come to suspect this was the first real relationship she’d ever had. Something I still find hard to believe because even with the too large glasses it was obvious that she was gorgeous.
She fumbled all over the place and blushed like a virgin at the thought of me taking a shower in her bathroom. Cute, and severely shy. Something I’d picked up on during our many conversations as well.
She left the room and came back with a towel and a toothbrush, her head damn near touching the floor. I lifted her face and kissed her forehead, almost giving her a heart attack. “I’ll be right back. I’ll leave the door open so you won’t be alone.”
I left her and went to take a shower with my mind shifted to other things. I have no idea how these things work so I don’t know how long he was going to be behind bars. I’ll look into it tomorrow.
I’m gonna have to explain things to my parents if it turns into a thing, besides, news travels fast in this town and they’d probably hear about it before I get the chance to tell them.
I didn’t stay long in the shower because I didn’t want to leave her alone too long. “Damn, I should’ve brought my gym bag inside with my change of clothes.” I switched off the water and wrapped the towel around my waist before leaving the room.
I passed her in the hallway coming out of the bedroom. “I’m gonna run to the truck for my bag be right back.” There was no one around so I made the quick dash out to the truck and back and had a thought. It’s true she was a ways away from where I live, but anyone passing by can see my truck.
I didn’t see a garage and she usually parked in her driveway so… I headed back inside to find her sitting down at the table again. “Is there a garage? I don’t want to leave my truck for the neighbors to see.”
“You can pull it around back. I never use back there because it’s a little bit overgrown, but…”
“Say no more.” I headed back out in the towel and pulled the truck around back, already planning to cut the grass and brush for her the first chance I get. She was already in the shower when I got back inside.