Chapter 9

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Lindsey

        "What'chu doing?" I asked John.

        It was late Saturday night, probably early Sunday morning by now, and John and I both couldn't sleep, so we've been on the phone with each other for hours trying to see who falls asleep first, but by the sound of it, I don't think either one of us is falling asleep soon.

        "Just up thinking about you still. What about you?"

        I smiled as I rolled over in bed. "Thinking about you," I replied. "What's been up with you lately? I know I was just with you on Friday, but we never really got a chance to talk. You doing okay?"

        "I'm cool."

        "And how's school going?"

        "You know school ain't a thang for me Linds. I just go. It's just school. I'd rather be with you."

        "Is that supposed to be a compliment?" I asked.

        "Kinda," he chuckled. "School good for you?"

        "Yeah, it's good. I wish you were still here though. I hate not being able to see you that much."

        "You can see me now if you want to."

        "How?" I asked as I sat up.

        "I snuck past the security gates outside and the ones around your crib, I just need to be able to figure out which room is yours."

        I smiled. "Go to the back where the pool is and just wait there, I'll be downstairs in a few minutes. Okay?"

        "Yeah, hurry up."

        I hung my phone up and walked into the bathroom that was connected to my bedroom so I could freshen up. I can't believe John was here tonight. I was tempted to go see him yesterday but Ava was visiting and I wouldn't be able to skip out on seeing her. Mama and Daddy would think something was wrong, but Ava would know it was John since I never just leave her while she's visiting. I washed up a bit and snuck downstairs. It was pitch black down here, but I could still feel my way through the entire house. I walked to the patio door and slid it open, revealing John.

        I quietly closed the door behind myself before I wrapped my arms around him, causing him to immediately begin kissing me. I could feel the numerous butterflies fluttering around in my stomach as John groped my heated body. His right hand raised up to the side of my face, but his left hand drifted down to my backside. He gave my butt a tight squeeze before I found myself thrust against the side of the house and restrained under his control.

        "You a freak?" he mumbled against my neck.

        I tilted my head to the side, allowing him to continue kissing down my neck. "Only for you," I purred.

        He lifted his head up pushing his dreads out of his face. "Take off your clothes?"

        I scrunched up my face. "Right now?"

        "Yeah," He nodded his head. "Right here, right now. Take 'em off."

        "My parents are upstairs."

        "Right, and no where near us. C'mon, do it for me," he smiled.

        Without any more hesitation, I lifted my shirt above my head and slipped out of the shorts and underwear I was previously wearing. I kicked my clothes to the side and watched John, waiting on him to take something off as well. "Take something off," I demanded.

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