You can do this, Zach. You got this. Don’t even have to touch her. In fact, DO NOT TOUCH HER.
“Dad gave them to me this summer.” She tips her head to the side once I climb off the couch and stand behind her.
The soft whorls of hair there, the silken promise of her throat, the torment as she lifts her fancy updo ever higher, exposing a part of herself that I must have seen a thousand times but never like this…
Never, ever like this.
I bend down. Suddenly so aware of how tall I am. How short she is.
Then I smell her.
And I have to hold my breath.
She’s like a spring orchard—I don’t think I’ve ever even been in an orchard. Spring or otherwise. But I know, point blank, this is what one smells like.
I want to press my face into her neck and inhale her scent and?—
“Zach? Sometime this year, please?”
“S-Sorry!”
Annoyed with the stutter, I’m just relieved she doesn’t pick up on it.
My fingers fumble as I string the necklace around her neck, and then the goddamn catch is this little twirly thing that I have to shove together.Insert part A into part B and then twist.
Thrust—
“Did you get hit in the head by a puck during practice?”
I blink at the question. “No.”
“Huh. Dexterity’s just a challenge, then. Come on,” she whines. “I have places to go, Zach. Hurry up.”
In my haste, my fingers brush over her nape.
The torment is so much worse now that I know what she feels like.
Holy fuck.
“Done.” I retreat to the sofa to hide away from her all-seeing eyes.
My cock pounds like she just licked it. Instead, my boner went T-1 explosion alert because Itouched her neck?!
“Okay, I’m out of here. Wish me luck.”
“Good luck,” I rasp.
Her brow furrows. “If you didn’t get hit by a puck, are you coming down with a cold? You sound kinda hoarse.”
“Allergies.”
She tips up her chin and trudges out of the living room. That’s when I know she’s a lying liar who lies because she canwalkin those heels. She’s not clomping around like Laura, one of my current squeezes, does. She’s gliding.
Denny is gliding in high heels.
Seriously, is this a GIF ofThe Twilight ZonemeetsThe Truman Show?!
“How are you getting to the sorority house?”
