“What about the other guys?”
I swat his chest, and he grabs my wrist, getting back on top of me. “There are no other guys.”
The smile on his face right now as he straddles me—so smug. Of course there are no other guys.
“What do you think about wearing this bracelet every day?” he asks, playing with it on my wrist, his gaze serious.
“Will it turn my wrist green?”
“No.”
“So, it’s, like, expensive?”
“You’re special.”
“Why would I wear it every day?”
“Because … you’re my girlfriend.”
“You want me to be your girlfriend?”
“Yes, but doyouwant to be my girlfriend?”
“Yes.”
Chad’s lips crash into mine, and I’m so excited about all of this. Chad Braun. He’s exactly what I want, and he’s serious about giving me everything.
“You still feel cold,” he says, breaking our kiss. “Little spoon time.”
I relax into his arms as he holds me tight, loving how safe and special I feel.
“How often do you wear hats?” I ask, breaking the silence.
“A lot in the summer.”
I shift, turning to face him as he lies on his back, adjusting his arm so it’s still around me. Resting my head on his chest, I trace little patterns along his arm. “How often do you wear your hat backwards?”
He tilts his head slightly, looking down at me. “When I’m indoors.”
“Only put it backwards when you’re flirting with me.”
“Why?”
I bite my lip, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks. “It’s hot.”
He laughs quietly, his hand slipping up to play with my hair. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” I say, nodding. “It’s a new turn-on for me after watching all these guys on TikTok put their hats backwards.”
“And that’s hot to you?”
“It could be our signal.”
“Signal?”
“That I want you to pull me into a corner and fuck me.”
“What else do you find so hot?”