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“We’re almost home,” she adds.

I lean back and run a hand through my hair, realizing I really have to take her home now. I turn the engine over while she prattles onto her brother.

“What are you so desperate for?” she asks, but of course, I can’t hear his response.

“Yes, he’s dropping me off and coming to meet you.” She sits in silence, listening while Jacob talks on the other end as I round the corner of her street and flip my signal on to turn into her driveway.

“You’re going straight to meet him, right?” she asks, turning to face me.

“Put him on speaker,” I tell her with a grin, and she does.

“Fuck, dude, you’re needy. I’ll be there in ten.”

“Okay, hurry up,” Jacob says, causing the grin to drop from my face. Whatever the fuck he’s gotten himself into, he sounds worried. Violette doesn’t miss it either.

“Are you in trouble or something?” she asks like a mother hen.

“No,” Jacob answers too quickly. “Just cover for me with Mom and Dad, I need King’s help. I’ll be home by eleven, if you ever get here,” he adds, directed at me.

“Okay,” she says, not convinced but hangs up anyway.

“Will you tell me if he’s in trouble?” she asks. “I worry about him. He’s so…”

“Impulsive,” she says at the same time I say, “Reckless.”

We both laugh as I pull into her driveway and put the car in park.

“Yeah…” She giggles.

I look down at my slowly deflating cock, willing it to stand down so I can walk her to the door.

Violette reaches out and places her hand on my forearm, definitely not helping my cock with the feel of her skin on mine. “Yes, I’ll go with you to prom,” she says with a smile. “But I’m wearing my Chucks.” She laughs. “I don’t do heels.”

I smile back at her. She could wear a garbage bag with cut out arm holes and still be the prettiest girl there.

I look up at her house, the light is on in the living room but there is no movement in the front window.

I take the opportunity to kiss her one last time, lingering for a moment to burn the feeling of her lips on mine into my memory to get me through the night.

“I don’t give a fuck what you wear. I just want to be near you, Vi,” I tell her as the front porch light turns on. We both straighten instantly, and I let Violette get out of the car.

“I’ll give this back to you next time I see you,” she says, gesturing to my hoodie that she’s currently swimming in—looking fucking adorable, I might add.

I pull my T-shirt down as far as it will go hoping I look put together.

“I had fun tonight,” Violette says as we walk up the stone pathway to her front porch. Images of her face as she came around my fingers flash through my mind. She was fucking perfection.

When we reach the porch Violette turns to me, the rosy glow still in her cheeks, her pupils blown out. “You’re making me like you, Kingsley,” she says with a sexy little smirk.

I reach out and wrap my first finger around her pinky and pull her to me, not caring if anyone sees. “Oh yeah?” I ask her.

“Yeah, I think I’m even gonna miss seeing you tomorrow,” she says, knowing I have a full day at my co-op placement and a final exam.

I bend down and kiss her on the cheek. “Don’t need to miss me, Vi, I’m always with you,” I whisper in her ear, letting go.

“Right, protons and electrons.” She grins.

“Yep, see ya soon,” I say, backing down her porch as she disappears behind the door.

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