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"I've never actually tried stargazingbefore." Drew sits on the grass in one smooth motion. He pats his lap.
I sit next to him in a much less smooth motion. The cold night air rushes around my skin. But there's no way I'm getting back in the car now.
He widens his stance and slides me right between his legs.
"I think the point is to cuddle up under a blanket," I say.
"Damn. Should have brought a blanket."
"You need to be prepared. Never know when you'll be taken with the desire to fuck a girl in a field or on the beach."
He laughs. "I can make it work without the blanket."
This tightness forms in my chest. Not thinking about Drew making it work with other girls. It's no secret he's experienced.
He runs his fingers through my hair. "I scared you, didn't I?"
"I know you were a slut.”
"At the show. I don't want to hurt you."
"You've said that a few times." I lean into his touch. "But I'm not sure that you really understand what it means."
"Is that a challenge, Kendrick?"
"Yeah, it is." The muscles in my back tense. "You don't get to string me along then make it better by saying things likeI don't want to hurt you. If you really want to avoid hurting me, then tell me what the hell you want from this. No excuses about how much you fuck girls up." My voice drops. "Not that I doubt you. You're driving me crazy."
"I want all of you. Whatever that means."
"So you want to be my boyfriend?"
He drags his fingertips across my neck. "Do I have to call it that?"
"How old are you?"
"Old enough to know better." He slides his arm around my waist.
"I need more than 'I want all of you.' Do you want a romantic relationship and all that boyfriend/girlfriend shit or not?"
He presses his lips against my neck. "You make it sound awfully tempting like that."
"I'm not going to beg you to love me." Shit. There's no sense in using the l-word. That's only going to terrify him. I clear my throat. "I mean to be with me."
"Will you beg me to do other things to you?" he asks.
Hell yeah.I shrug my shoulders like I’m unfazed. "What other things?"
His fingertips graze the top of my skirt. "I'd demonstrate, but then you'd accuse me of trying to distract you with my unbelievably skilled hands." His breath is on my ear. "Or mouth."
Nope. Not going to get distracted. Not going to lose sight of my point here. Though, really, is it better to make a point or to get Drew's hands on my—
I clear my throat. "If you earn it."
He laughs. "Why do you have to go reminding me why I like you so much?" He holds me closer. "Makes it hard to negotiate."
"I can remind you of my bad traits."
