Page 47 of Rebound With Me
“I don’t know.”
“Come here.” I pull her back out the doors to the front room, where it’s not so loud. “Have you never run into someone from your school when you were out in public before?”
“Not while I had my tongue down a guy’s throat and was rubbing up on him!”
Oh my God you are so cute.“We were dancing! Everyone’s dancing. You think I haven’t seen Eve with her tongue half-way down her wife’s throat?”
She paces around, shaking her hands like they’re wet. “That’s not the same thing.”
“Are you embarrassed to be seen withme?”
“No! God, no! I don’t know, this is just so different from how I usually am.”
“Hey.” I put my hands on the side of her face. “You’re not in class right now. It’s your summer break. It’s not like you’re shooting a porno. You’re allowed to be a complex adult human being. Just because you teach little kids that doesn’t mean you have to live like one.”
She looks up at me like I just said something brilliant. She kisses me. I do feel brilliant.
“Okay. Is your family here?”
“I didn’t see them, but it’s possible.”
“Well, maybe don’t hump my leg while they’re around.”
“I make no promises. And I’m pretty sureyouwere humpingmyleg.”
Her hand goes to her face when she laughs like a girl, and God I love it when she does that.
I open the door to the back room again. Thankfully the song that’s now playing is some cheesy Beyoncé ballad that we don’t have to dance to and you could not pay me enough to dance to it, ever.
“Oh, I love this song!” she says. “Can we slow-dance to this?!”
“Okay!”
I am in so much trouble.
