Chapter Eight- Not What You Think

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~~Natalie's point of view~~

Natalie: "Repeat that, River?"

River: "I slept with Luna."

I can tell by his face he's distraught. I also know not to jump to conclusions.

Natalie: "As in you had sex with Luna?"

I see his face instantly became full of more terror.

River: "Sex?"

Natalie: "Yes, River. Saying that you slept with Luna doesn't mean you had sex. Did you have sex with Luna?"

River: "No."

It's not appropriate, but I laugh.

Natalie: "I slept with Devon. You just saw that."

River: "This is different. You two were on the couch; you clearly fell asleep watching a movie. We intentionally went to her room."

Natalie: "Did anything happen other than kissing?"

River: "No. I saw her naked when she changed clothes."

Natalie: "So, you literally just slept in a bed with her?"

River: "Yes."

I stand up and kiss him. He wraps his arms around me.

Natalie: "Why did you freak out about that?"

River: "Because I knew her mom would see me when I went to leave."

Natalie: "And she'd tell Mom?"

River: "Exactly. I didn't want it twisted. You know it's going to be."

Natalie: "You scared the shit out of me. I really thought that you had sex with Luna."

River: "Absolutely not. I did learn someone, though."

Natalie: "What's that?"

River: "Luna's a virgin. She's waiting for marriage."

Natalie: "Really?"

River: "Yes."

Natalie: "The way she was in college, I thought...."

River: "The whole town did too. She's a really good girl. Just not the girl for me. How was your date?"

Natalie: "River, it was fantastic. You know that I've always wanted to go there. I've always wanted to go with you. It was bittersweet."

River: "I'm glad that you got to see it."

He leans and kisses me. His tongue slides in my mouth. Morning breathes, and all we stand there, making out like two kids at a party. He breaks it.

River: "You kiss me like that again; we are going to end up in bed."

Natalie: "You kissed me. Speaking of..."

I feel his bulge.

Natalie: "Sit down."

He sits down. I straddle him. I bring my mouth to his, and our tongues meet, lighting the spark we both feel. I slid my hand to his cock, and the doorbell rings.

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