Page 84 of Still Love You

"Did you need something?" I ask him.

He didn't hear me, his attention completely focused on Leah, who finally notices him and says, "What do you need?"

He snaps out of his trance. "I, uh..." He glances to the side. "I can't remember." He shakes his head. "Never mind."

"You want one of your beers?" Leah asks. She brought him a six pack of a locally-made beer that he likes.

"Sure." He walks toward her, and as she turns to open the fridge I see his eyes drop to her ass. She has a round ass that fills out her orange bikini.

"See something you like there, big boy?" Leah laughs at him as she hands him his beer.

"What?" His eyes rise to her face and for the first time ever, Trent seems flustered.

"It's okay." She walks around him and back to the blender. "Go ahead and stare. I do look damn hot today." She winks at me like she's kidding but she does look hot. So hot that Trent can't keep his eyes off her. And he's definitely flustered. He's usually so bold and confident that it's the girl who ends up flustered. But Leah is completely calm, smiling like she's enjoying the effect she has on him.

Trent walks up behind her. "You, um, coming back outside?"

"In a minute." She adds a couple more strawberries to the blender. "Why do you ask?"

"I just—"

She interrupts him with the whir of the blender, and when it stops she turns around as if waiting for him to finish what he was saying. But now he's too distracted by her breasts, which I think might be fake because they're huge for someone her size.

"They look good, don't they?" She smiles up at him. "Sweet. Juicy. Makes you want take a bite out of one."

His eyes are now on hers and I notice his Adam's apple move as he swallows.

Leah reaches behind her and picks up a strawberry. "Here. Have one." She holds it at his lips and he parts them, letting her put the strawberry in his mouth. I feel like I'm watching a porn movie, except it's comical because Leah is totally playing him. And Trent is taking the bait.

She leaves the strawberry in his mouth and returns to the blender, lifting the lid off. "I think it's done."

Trent's left standing behind her, chewing the strawberry, stem and all.

"So Trent, did you remember what you came in here for?" I ask, smiling.

He glances at me. "Um, no."

"Then you should probably get back to the party," I say.

Leah ignores him as he walks back outside. I think Trent has finally met his match. And she's not even blond.

"Have you guys ever gone out?" I ask Leah once Trent's outside.

She laughs. "No."

"Why is that funny? You don't like him?"

"I like him. I'm just not looking for a relationship."

"Trent's not either."

She shrugs. "Then maybe we'll hook up sometime. He is cute. And he's tall. I like tall guys."

Trent's only six feet but Leah's a foot shorter than him so he must seem like a giant to her.

"So how do you know Trent?" she asks.

"We went to the same high school and he's friends with my boy—I mean, my friend, Silas."

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