Page 103 of Be My Compass

Another step. Exchange phone numbers.

Another step. Wait. Chandra wants a picture with us.

Group picture.

Snap.

Click.

Hugs.

Laughter.

Promises to have lunch.

Finally, I open the door for Kaelyn.

Finally, we’re free.

I walk her to her car. She glances back at the glass window where everyone can see us and then she looks at me. “I’d kiss you but…”

“We have an audience.”

“Though that didn’t stop you last time.” She grins.

I tap her nose. “You’ll follow me to my place?”

“I’m wearing cotton panties.”

“So?”

“So… I want to wear something pretty.”

My heart takes off. I think of Kaelyn in a sheer bra that barely covers anything. Mesh panels. Matching underwear. Her hair wild around her head. Her smile as dirty as the things I’m going to do to her.

“Just come over,” I say breathlessly. “I wasn’t thinking about you in clothes anyway.”

“So impatient.” She gives me a wicked look that sends my pulse skyrocketing.

“I bet whatever your wearing under this is beautiful.”

“You think I’m beautiful when my hair is frizzy, and I’ve got eye boogers.”

“It’s true.”

“I want to wear something nice.”

I step forward. “I’m going to tear it off anyway.”

“It’s fine. I only planned to wear it once. You can buy me something else later. We can pick it out together.”

My heart thuds. Blood rushes south. “Come here.”

Kaelyn pushes me back before I can flatten her against her car and kiss her breathless. Slapping her palm on my chest, she winks. “I should go.”

“Smart girl.” I open her car door for her.

She ducks inside. “I’ll call you.”

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