I paid a virgin

Chapter 43

Chapter Forty Three

Followed

Since that trip to his house where I saw the mirror and the well design photoshop picture of me in his room that if you tilt it on the side the picture switch to him looking at me behind the mirror door, we've been going for few months now sneaking from time to time to get together. It was difficult though with my friends circling me around when I am at school, especially Erin. Oh my, don't get me started with her. She's always seemed to be in the right places when I detoured to get to Trench. She almost caught us one time in the parking lot where we were busily smooching each other's lips. If I didn't hear the door opening I wouldn't have the time to push Trench on the other side of the bush to hide him. Her eyes where light with suspension when she saw me there standing and fixing my hair and clothes. Bright pink face might I add, and lips swollen.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her.

"Forgot something in the car," she muttered in a very casual way. "How about you?"

"Oh," well you know having some time with secret boyfriend which is my ex by the way. We've been fooling around a bit like frequently if you ask me, and oh you almost caught us. So hahaha yeah sorry. I can't tell her that, can't I? "I left my phone inside the car. I just remembered it when homeroom started."

"O-kay."

From that moment on I kept extra precaution whenever I am around Trench's sight with suspicious Erin beside me. She didn't say anything with the other so that was a plus sign. Charles on the other hand was just so content with his success he was left oblivious with everything around him like Marty, Ivan and Hanley. All of them were just too busy swimming in their owned minds to notice.

As for the shop, well it is somehow surviving despite the unsatisfactory income mom gains everyday; we'll take that other than nothing. But as weeks goes by customers are slowly increasing and we are taking two to three orders every four days. So that's a good adjustments other than having five or ten customers everyday and without a massive order once a week. Trench and I talk this through. He just can't drop the other cupcake shop in town; that would trigger suspicion from my family. And I will be in a lot of trouble if that happens.

Despite our precaution of not being caught red handed by my friends and family, there was something prickling in my back whenever Trench and I sneakily hangout. At one time I thought I caught someone photographing us. The person wasn't some familiar face. He was in mid forties, camera hanging around his neck and throwing glimpses every time I wasn't looking at him. I told Trench about the guy, but he just told me I am being paranoid.

"No one knows us here in the beach Sum," he muttered. His lips busily placing kisses on my neck. It was Thursday and our last period was dismissed earlier. My friends took this time to spend some quality time with their partners. Charles was going to Hawk's house for some Xbox, and Mandy was going to spend the afternoon with her friends. So that leads me here with Trench having our solace.

"He seems to be taking our pictures." If he won't stop touching me where my weak spot is, I might not going to push my suspicion at him.

He cranes his neck to look at the odd stranger to see him snapping photos of the scenery in front of him, which is the beach. "See he is probably a photographer taking something that interest him. Come on let me kiss you." I rolled my eyes but kiss him anyway. Our tongue dancing even if I am beginning to lose my breath from the intensity he was giving to it.

"Trench...we are in the open..."

"I know..." he hummed.

"Then stop kissing me like we are in a close space," the sigh escaping my lips amused him.