Caution: extremely short chapter.
-KASEY'S POV-
*Recap of last chapter*
"I want to feel your body against mine" Ricky said kissing my neck.
I froze dead on my spot not moving a muscle. Ricky wanted to have sex with me!! was I ready? We've only been dating for a month two weeks three days and 21 hours (I counted). I mean he admitted to having feelings for me for a long time right? and we've also known each other for a long time. What do I say to him? do I say yes? was I even ready?
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"Ricky I-"
"I know its a big step, but this will make our relationship grow, we'll be able to understand each other on a more bigger and better level" Ricky said as he cupped my cheek in his soft warm hand. "Here" he took my hand and placed something cold in it.
"What is this?" I asked a bit shaken. I thought I was going to have a heart attack any moment now I couldn't believe what Ricky was asking of me.
"Its a key to my house, I need you to think about it for tonight and once you've decided come to my place. " Ricky said looking into my eyes.
I really appreciated that he wasn't forcing me into anything because I really don't know what to do. As cheesy as this might sound, my head says no but my body says yes.
Ricky took me home so that I could have more time to think about it. I couldn't even pick out my outfits how the hell was I going to decide on something this big?
"I love you Kasey Steel"
"I want to feel your body against mine"
"I know it a big step, but this will make our relationship grow, we'll be able to understand each other on a more bigger and better level"
Ricky's words came flooding back into my head.
I was currently in my room walking up and down the room like I always did when I was in deep thoughts. Ricky told me he loved me again when he dropped me off and now I was even more confused, did I love Ricky? I -
*bam!*
I heard something hit my window interrupting my flooded mind, What the hell was that? I walked up to my window and slightly opened the curtain and looked around my garden.
"Hey lil witch over here" Brad waved his hands from his bedroom window.
"What do you want?" I pulled up my window and popped my head out.
"You look like you're in deep thoughts over there, what are you thinking about?" Brad asked with concern? I should seriously take expression reading classes I think I'm losing my touch.
"its none of your business" I said in annoyance. "wait, my curtains were closed. How did you see me?" I asked in panic.
"Your curtains are see through miss president, thanks for the late night shows you put on and your breast size isn't that bad, I'll have to say I'm impressed" he said with a evil perverted grin on his face.
My cheeks heated up in embarrassment and anger. That jerk has the nerve to look at me change into my clothes? 'don't blame him, blame the curtains' my conscious spoke. Nice to know my conscious always had my back,not!
"But on a more serious note, I know what you're thinking about" Brad's chocolate brown eyes held so much seriousness in them I almost believed him. I knew this could be one of his tricks to get me to tell him what I was thinking about.
"Nice try Brad" I shot him a smirk.
"okay, its fine if you don't believe me, but you'll be thanking me Pretty soon" he winked at me before closing his window and shutting his curtains. leaving me alone looking like a stalker. Seconds later he came back to his window and opened the curtains.
"Just in case you put on another show" he said through his window, but I perfectly heard what he said and this time it was my turn to close my window and shut my curtains. I need to get new curtains, really really thick ones.
I wonder if he really knew what I was thinking about. No,its not possible. How could he know?
I have finally made up my mind. my mind was made up before I even spoke to Brad and now I just have to let Ricky know what my decision was. I hope I made the right decision.
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