Chapter Thirteen, Part Two

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I ran outside to catch my breath. A promise ring? Maybe we could work it out, I don't know. Oh crap, I gotta call my mom. I dialed her number and prepared for the worst. "Justin?! Where are you!?" She yelled into the phone. "Mom I can explain, I'd rather do it in person though. I'll be home in 15 minutes, love you." I tried to calm her down.

I went back inside. "Hey, I have to check on my mom." Selena wasn't the kitchen. I went into the den and she wasn't there either. "Selena? Selena where are you?" I yelled out. "I'm up here." Of course, she's upstairs. I walked up to her room and there she was, wearing nothing but a black bra and black panties. Am I in heaven? Let's see, Fuck Selena's brains out, or go home before my mom sends a search team out for me. Might as well go out with a bang.

"So, whats all of this? You're cooking for me, looking all sexy, and wanting to marry me. Is this for real?" I licked my lips.

Open up to me
That's all you gotta do

I sung to her. She laid back and motioned me over.

Give me all your heart
Swap mine out with you

I made my way over and started kissing her thighs. She shivered and ran her fingers through my hair, I liked that. I ran my fingers up her thighs. I could feel her tense up, but I knew she trusted me. RIINNNGGG! Oh come on! I looked at my phone screen and it was my mom, shit. I looked at Selena and she understood I had to go. I kissed her goodbye and called a cab. My mom was about to kick my ass.

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