Opposites Attract (On-Hold) by Chloe Knox (reading books for 5 year olds .txt) đ
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Zane shrugged, âSoâŠwhatâs the point?â
âI need a shower,â I blabbed out with a puff of nervousness as I looked at Zane. I looked into his eyes and tried to gather up the courage I needed to say what I wantedâŠbut I couldnâtâŠI just tried my best to let go, and let all my emotions and thoughts flow through my own eyes.
I felt Zaneâs body tense up next to me. I watched his jaw clench, and then unclench. I watched his Adamâs apple bob as he swallowed, âAndâŠ?â
âAndâŠIâd like you to join meâŠâ
Chapter Nineteen
The soft patter of the water pouring from the shower head was nothing but a blur when I finally kissed Zane. It was just like the first time we had kissed; nothing in the world mattered but me and him.
I didnât care that the TV downstairs in the living room was still on. I didnât care that the tub of rocky road ice-cream, which Zane had bought after I smashed my kitty cone in his face, was still sitting open on the kitchen counter. I didnât care what my parents thought about Zane, or what other kids at school thought about us; the rich spoiled brat and the poor trailer trash. I didnât care that my parents would ground me for life if they saw let alone found out about what I was doing. I didnât care, I didnât care! They could try as hard as they could to persuade me that Zane wasnât worth my time, no way would I listen! They could try their best to keep me away from him, Iâd find a way!
His hands gently removed my clothing, and then his, leaving them on a pile on the slightly damp tiled floor. Moments later, we were under the warm caressing touch of the water exploding from the shower head.
My hands touched his shoulders, his neck, his hairâŠeverything moved in a fluid motion. Every touch was soft and gentle, making every part of my body radiate heat and tingle with adrenaline.
His lips, wet and warm, moved from my mouth to my neck. A moan escaped his mouth, against my skin. His grip on my hips grew tight, not painfully but harsh enough that I couldnât move. He took a step into me, pressing my back into the wet wall under the shower head. His hands wondered, exploredâŠand then I began to panic. My heart raced, now more because I was scared then because I was excited. My breathing was becoming more and more rapid, as if I had asthma.
Zane must have noticed, because he immediately stopped moving. He just stood still, with his mouth on my shoulder, chest pinning me to the wall.
âAre you okay?â Zane whispered against my shoulder.
I nodded, not wanting to open my mouth because I felt the tears coming.
âAshleyâŠyou donât have to do this.â
âI donât?â I asked, completely dumbfounded. I felt light-headed, dizzy. The room was spinning.
Zane laughedâŠit was forced, yet it relaxed me the slightest bit, âOf course not, Ashley. If you donât want to, Iâm not going to force you.â
âThatâs the thing! I want to I justâŠâ I trailed off, scared at the sound of my own voice. It had gone up an octave, and was very VERY shaky. I ran a hand through my wet and stringy hair, pushing it out of my face.
Zane finally removed his mouth from my skin, to look me in the eyes. He brushed my cheek with his thumb, âItâs okay to be scared.â
I nodded, âIâŠI know, I justâŠI really wanted this, and now I canât seem to justâŠI donât know. Iâm sorry.â
âWhat for?â
âI asked you for this, and nowâŠIâm just, Iâm sorry.â
Zane leaned forward, giving me a quick soft kiss on the lips, âAshley?â
âYeah?â I asked my eyes glued to his lips. I was too afraid of looking him in the eyes, when he was that close, because I just knew Iâd go cross-eyed and look like a total fool.
âI love you,â He whispered as he ran a hand through my drenched locks of hair. I closed my eyes, to revel in the feel of him and thinkâŠthinkâŠthinkâŠ
I opened my eyes, and looked up into his sparkling brown eyes, âI love you, too.â
âOh! I like this pink!â Zane said teasingly with the biggest smirk on his face as he lifted a lacy hot pink bra from the dresser in my room.
I wasted no time! I hopped off my bed and snapped the bra from his hands only to shove it back into the overflowing drawer of undergarments.
âWell, uh! That was rather rude! I was looking at that!â
I rolled my eyes, âFor what purpose?â
âI was trying to gain inspiration for my abstract portrait of you.â
âShut up.â I mumbled and Zane laughed.
âWhat? You still embarrassed of these things?â Zane teased as he wrapped his arms around me, âEven after what just happened?â Zane lightly yanked on the towel wrapped around my chest.
âWhat are you talking aboutâŠ? Nothing happened!â
âNo, but you trusted me with everythingâŠeven if it were only for a few minutes.â
I nodded, and wrapped my arms around his neck. He bent down and the door bell rang interrupting us. I rolled my eyes, groaned knowing that it had to be Lucy, and ran downstairs.
I opened the door, and sure enough Lucy was standing outside in a tank top and pajama sweats, âHey? Iâm really sorry aboutâŠwhatâs he doing here? And why isnât he wearing a shirt? And why are you wet and wearing nothing but a towel? Oh my god, heâs wet too! Whatâs going on here?â Lucy asked a big devilish smile on her face.
I looked over my shoulder at Zane, and saw him walking down the stairs dressed in only his grey boxer briefs, with his jeans dangling loosely on his lower hips.
He walked behind me, and wrapped his damp muscular arms around me, resting his head on my bare shoulder, âSo you could change into your underwear and jeans, but couldnât take another minute to put on a shirt?â
Zane ignored me and smiled at Lucy, âIâm sorry but your kind of interrupting something, so Iâm going to shut the door and you guys can have your girlâs night another night kay? Bye!â Zane mumbled politely, but then shut the front door before Lucy even had a chance to respond.
I turned around and slapped his bare chest, âGreat! Now sheâs going to thinkââ
âWho cares what she thinks?â
âSheâs my best friend, Zane!â
âThen sheâll believe you when you tell her we didnât.â he whispered as he pulled me closer to him and sighed.
I rolled my eyes, but I wasnât angry; not even annoyed.
âSoâŠdid you and Zane have fun last night?â Lucy asked with a smile on her face. The tone in her voice was slightly hard, as if she were angry, but she hid it well enough for me not to feel guilty when I didnât ask what was wrong. Lucy, sheâs my best friend. If she really wanted to talk, sheâd explode or sheâd just tell me.
I scoffed, âYes, me and Zane had a lot of fun last night.â
Lucyâs jaw dropped and her palms collided into the tabletop, âYou did it? Like did it, did it?â she squealed loudly, making the old couple in the booth next to us give me a disappointed glare.
âAnnounce it to the whole town, why donât you!â
âSo you did! You guys did it?â
âNo, we didnât do itâŠwe almost did, thoughâŠâ my anger suddenly died, but the heat within me didnât go away. It just traveled slowly from my gut up my neck to my cheeks.
âUhâŠohâ Lucy mumbled folding her hands and crossing her ankles, âSoâŠwould you mind me asking what happened?â
I giggled, âI would tell you every detail whether you wanted to hear it or not, Lucy!â
âGood! SoâŠ?â She asked expectantly.
âWe were playing truth or dare, and he picked dare simply because I kept yelling at him for picking truth all the time.â
âAnd?â
âAnd I dared him toâŠjoin me in the shower.â
Lucyâs smile grew and she laughed, âReally? What was it like? Why did you guysâŠoh no,â she said with a frown, âDid you guys notâŠyou knowâŠfinish, because of me. Did I interrupt?â
âNo! No! IâŠI kind of chickened out!â
âYouâŠyou chickened out! Why? Whatâs wrong with you?â
âI was scared, Lucy. I had no clue what to do or anything.â
âExactly why you get an experienced guy like Zane your first time! Let him do all the work!â
I opened my mouth to put an end to his reputation, but then I thought better of it. Zane might be a virgin, but I highly doubt heâd appreciate me telling people thatâŠand even with his lack of âall the wayâ experience, he still seemed to know what he was doing.
âRight,â I mumbled, holding in a giggle.
Lucy chugged her glass of water, âSo, whatâs the story?â
âWhat? What story?â
âYou knowâŠwhatâs Zaneâs story? Down there?â
A burst of air escaped from my mouth in humiliation and amusement, âExcuse me?â
âYou knowâŠhow big is hisââ
âI knew what you meant, Lucy!â
âWellâŠspill!â
âWhat? No!â
âWhy not?â
âBecause I find it a little awkward.â
âWhy? Iâll tell you Nateâs!â
âOh my god, you need help!â I said as I laughed, âYouâre not exactly good at bargaining.â
âCâmon. Just tell me! I donât need exact details justâŠbig,â Lucy whispered as she held up her pinky, sticking it straight in the air, âOr a bit on the smaller side,â her pinky bent down, into a little spiral.
âFor Christâs sake, Lucy, Iâm not going to tell you the size of my boyfriendâs penis.â I said a littleâokay! A Lot!âlouder then I had wanted to.
Not only did the elderly couple next to us stare, but literally everyone did; even the waiters and waitresses.
Lucy forced a laugh, âHu-hu! Nothing like a bit of Sex Ed. huh?â
When no one laughed or looked away, only continued to stare, Lucy cleared her throat and mumbled, âAh-hem! Check, please!â
I glared at the blank canvas and sighed. I was still blank! And it was frustrating
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