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Chapter Thirteen

Austin

Kira is in the bathroom taking a shower while I wait here on the couch. We just had one of the best dates I've ever been on and I have a feeling it's about to get even better. We're finally alone, just the two of us, in her apartment, where we can do more than kiss. I'm not saying we're going to have sex, but we can do more than we did in my truck or at my house. At least here, we won't be interrupted.

I like this girl way too much. At first that freaked me out, but now it doesn't. She's seriously the coolest girl I've ever met, and the hottest, so it makes sense that I like her this much.

Every time we go out, I learn something new about her. Today I found out she loves the outdoors as much as I do, which is a huge deal because I can't be with a girl who doesn't like the outdoors. I've tried dating those girls and it doesn't work. I am who I am and I spend a lot of time outside, so if the girl doesn't like that, then it's no use even dating her.

When I asked Kira to rollerblade, I thought she might say no. Just because she's a gymnast doesn't mean she likes other sports. But it turns out she loves rollerblading and she's really freaking good at it. When she was racing me, I had to work to keep up with her.

I also like that she eats like me. A lot of girls don't like the fact that I'm careful about what I eat. I actually had a girl get mad at me once because I didn't order pasta when we were at an Italian restaurant. She picked the restaurant, even after I told her I don't eat a lot of carbs, and then she got mad at me for ordering chicken. She said a guy shouldn't care about his diet, that I should just eat anything, and yet she only went out with me because of my body. I know, because she told me so after I wouldn't agree to take her out again. How the hell does she think I got this body? It's not from eating whatever I want, that's for sure. If she'd actually tried to get to know me, she would've found out that I'm not always that strict with my diet. I splurge at least once a week, usually on the weekends, and if I really want something, I eat it.

Kira and I are so similar in the way we eat that when we went to the grocery store to pick up dinner, we ended up getting almost the exact same items from the salad bar.

We have so much in common and get along so well that it almost seems too good to be true. I'm a positive person by nature, but when things are this good, I sometimes get this nagging feeling it won't last. I haven't had that feeling yet and hope that I don't, but I just started dated Kira and there's still a lot I don't know about her.

"Is there anything good on?" Kira comes out of the bathroom in a pair of cutoff shorts and a cropped t-shirt, her hair wet. Even with wet hair and no makeup on, she looks hotter than girls who spend hours getting ready.

"I was just watching the sports update," I tell her. "Any reason why you keep your TV on the floor?"

She laughs as she sits next to me. "Because Amber and I don't know how to attach it to the wall. We got one of those wall mount things but we don't know how to put it up."

"I can do it."

"You can?" She sounds surprised. "You know how?"

I chuckle. "I do construction for a living. I've put up walls, built rooms onto houses. So yeah, I can hang a TV on the wall."

"If you would, that'd be so great. No rush. Whenever you have time."

"I could do it tomorrow. I'll do it when I pick you up in the morning. It shouldn't take long."

"You're awesome." She hugs me.

"Awesome enough to get a kiss?"

She smiles and says in a flirty tone, "Or more than that."

I don't know what that means but I'm eager to find out.

She kisses me and I kiss her back and that's all it takes to break free what we've been holding back all week until we could finally be alone, without interruptions.

She yanks my t-shirt up and I rip it off and toss it aside. Our kisses turn hot and heavy, pausing just long enough for me to slip off that cropped shirt of hers. She isn't wearing a bra, and my already rock-hard erection gets even harder seeing her breasts, then feeling them, my hand gently squeezing them as I kiss her. She's making these soft sexy moans as I touch her. Fuck, that turns me on.

She lies back on the couch and I lie over her, my mouth covering her breast, making her writhe beneath me, rubbing against my crotch. It's only been a month since I've had sex but I want it so bad right now it's like I haven't done it in years. But it's too soon, not for me but for her, at least I think it is. I don't think she'd want to do it this soon.

A few minutes pass and I bring my mouth back to hers, shifting off her a little so I can undo her shorts. Her stomach muscles clench and I stop. "No?"

"Yes." She pulls me back to her and kisses me, her stomach relaxing as I slip my hand down her shorts. I go to that spot girls love, circling it with my thumb as I slide two fingers inside her.

"Oh, God," Kira moans, arching into my hand.

I've barely started and she comes, which is the fastest I've ever had that happen. I smile, pleased with myself for getting her there in record time.

"Let's go in the bedroom," she says, trying to sit up.

I move my hand to her waist and look at her. "Are you sure? Because we can wait. We don't have to do this tonight."

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