Page 58 of One of Them Girls

“If anything, I have more questions,” she teases.

“Good thing we’re here.” I smirk as I put the car into park.

Cassi looks around at the field surrounding us. “Uh, are you secretly a serial killer?” she asks, making me laugh.

“No, I promise. You’re safe. Or you are mostly.” I wink as I pop the trunk and get out of the car.

Rounding the back of the car, I grab the trunk and lift it open. I hear her car door open and close.

“What’s all this?” she asks, taking in the contents of the trunk.

I open a shallow bucket and lean it toward her.

“Is that a balloon?” she asks, fully confused.

“Not just any balloon. Grab one.”

She raises her brow and grabs one. “Now what?”

“Throw it at that tree,” I tell her, folding my arms.

Wordlessly, she does as I asked and tosses the balloon at the tree. When it explodes on impact, she gasps.

“Xavier, did you just recreate a movie scene for me?” she asks, wide-eyed.

“Only if you want to. If not, we can get back into the car right now and go find something else to do.”

“Hell no. Game on, city boy. I hope you know how to dodge, dip and dive.” She smirks, opening another bucket.

“We have three colors each and I also picked up white plastic jumpsuit things if you don’t want to ruin your clothes,” I tell her.

“Psh, we can put those on before we get back into the car,” she says as she slides on a pair of goggles. Looking equal parts ridiculous and attractive.

For the next hour, we throw paint-filled balloons at one another, laughing the entire time.

“Okay, I’m out.” I raise my hands, surrendering.

Cassi walks up to me throwing her paint-covered body into mine, leans up and kisses me. I kiss her back, taking it deeper. She moans into my mouth as I nip at her lip.

“We need to stop,” I rasp.

“I’m sick of stopping.” She growls, making me laugh. “I’m so glad you find this funny.”

“I don’t find it funny. But I refuse for our first time to be in a field.”

“You said that about the beach too. And the library. And the car. See a theme?” She groans.

“I’m sorry, but when I finally ravish you, it’s going to be more than a quick fuck. For that, we will need time and space.”

Cassi pulls back, looking put out. “I thought city boys were supposed to move fast. Instead, you’re moving slower than a tortoise.”

“Come on, let’s go get something to eat and then maybe go back to my dorm and watch a movie.”

Cassi walks backward, toward the car. “Food, then orgasms. I don’t care if they are over the clothes Avi, but I need the relief.” She smirks.

“I’m sure we can figure something out.”

I move to grab a suit out of the trunk. “Wait,” Cassi says. “I want to take pictures.”

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