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His fingers travel up the inside of her Yes God, yes Do
No, don’t I’et stuck inht pants, but it feels incredible nonetheless The way he watches h ers find my clit and he rubs sh friction that I think I ers on ood?" His voice is hoarse
I nod and let my eyes flutter closed Pressure inside me starts to build
And build
I’m so consu loudly in my ears Which is probably why I don’t hear the door open
Luckily, Flynn does and his hand is gone
"Why are you up so damn early? Coaser on a live wire
I al to speak--my mouth is suddenly so dry "Umm…I couldn’t sleep"
Dylan looks fro suspiciously "Coh to sleep for a fewwhat the hell to say or do, definitely feeling guilty as hell, I nod
"Excuse me," I say with a shaky voice to Flynn For a second I panic that he’s not going toto blow up infor so His jaw clenches and then he stands to letet a minute alone with Flynn the rest of the day, but he’s either very sleepy or intentionally avoiding me, because he spends the remainder of the bus trip in his sleeper I’m pretty certain it’s the latter, only I have no idea how to fix things Well, that’s not exactly true I kno Flynn would have s Me, on the other hand, I’m not sure what it is I want to fix My storief I don’t trust ment anyo, I fell deeply But rown Whereas, every day I fall a little deeper for Flynn Do I really not know the difference between infatuation and love at twenty-five?
The sun is quickly disappearing behind the city skyline as we arrive in Austin, and everyone is anxious to get off the bus, especially Flynn We pull into a spot and Flynn hops off the bus and walks toward a car parked a few spots over A guy gets out and the two bear hug, slap each other on the back a few times, and then promptly disappear
"You ready?" Dylan’s been curt withI went back to the roo myself to fool around with him Not after Flynn’s hands were on me It’s not the first time I’ve rejected Dylan’s atterow i? The bus can’t park here tonight, so you won’t be able to come back and search for a pair of heels, or whatever it is you forget this ti Wait Do I need heels?"
Dylan rolls his eyes "I don’t know, Lucky What do you normally wear to a club?"
"A club?"