I Will Always Come Home to You (Ally and Stevie)

9. Inside the Cupboard (Ally said)

"Let's get this over with," Stevie said setting her timer to 10 minutes.

"Yeah," I agreed. "Do you want to start?"

"Oh, okay. May I lift your shirt?"

"You may."

She went to my back, held my shirt and paused. I felt her fingers touched my lower back, sending shivers to my body that I twinged.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"It's okay."

I could not contain my heart, it was beating too loud. She continued lifting my shirt, careful not to touch me again.

"I want to take you home tonight," she said, as she carefully wrapped her arms around my waist. She squeezed in. I felt her lips, so soft, touching my neck. She slowly let go but I held on her hands, intertwining our fingers just like during our first kiss. I wanted to stay in that moment forever.

"Five minutes," I heard them shouting outside with loud giggles. We parted, almost jumpy.

"Thanks for letting us know," Stevie yelled, sounding sarcastic. "So what's yours?" she asked me.

"Well, that was just a mood killer! Ha-ha," I said. "Can I at least come closer to you again?"

"Yes."

I walked towards her, put my arms around her and looked her in the eye. "I want you to take me home tonight."

"Wow that was original."

I laughed nervously. "What I really wrote there was that I want to share a bath with you and wash the permanent marker on your back."

"It still sounds good to me," she answered smiling.

"But really, it says... I want to touch you where you want me to."

I pulled her closer, noticing how sparkly her eyes were. I kissed her and she kissed back, surrendering. We did not want them to hear so we kept our moans to ourselves--our little secret.

"Time's up!" they screamed just as Stevie's phone alarmed.