Cruiser by Dee J. Stone

Author:Dee J. Stone
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-06-24T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Cruiser

I follow her upstairs. Can’t believe she’s taking me to her royal chambers. I got to stop at every other step to breathe before I collapse and roll down the steps. All I see in front of me are her legs and the back of her short white skirt. She’s about five three so she’s doesn’t have long legs. They’re not skinny, either. They’re curvy and just so sexy.

She lays a hand on the knob and looks at me. I don’t know what to think. This is the closest we’ve gotten since I came back, and now that it’s finally happening again, I don’t know how to behave, what to say. She belongs to my brother and I’m not taking her away from him. Though I want to. Fuck, I want to so bad.

She turns the knob and pushes the door open. It’s like walking into your old home. Room’s the same size, walls are the same color, but the place is different. The closet in the corner is bigger than I remember. She’s got a different bedspread on her bed. Used to be solid purple, but now it’s flowers. One thing that’s the same is the shelf lining the wall—it’s got all her favorite stuffed animals. I recognize most of them, but a few are new. I know where those came from: Rey.

One in particular catches my attention. I walk over to the gray hippo and pluck it off the shelf. Without meaning to, I sniff it. Then I do it again. This brings me back, way back. To all those times Lex carried the thing around. She brought it to show and tell in first grade and accidentally left it in school. She wreaked havoc when it was time to go to bed because she didn’t have her sleeping buddy. I remember her mom frantically calling and asking if Rey and I knew where Hippo was. I told her Lex must have left it at school, and that led to Lex and her parents having a rough night. As soon as she came to school the next day, she found it under one of the tables.

“I haven’t been in here in a long time,” I say, still holding the stuffed animal.

“Over a year,” she says, coming to stand near me.

“Yeah.” I take another sniff of Hippo. “This smells like you.”

“I have a smell?”

I put it back on the shelf. “Yeah, of course you do.”

“Hope it’s good,” she says with a nervous laugh.

It’s more than good. I catch a whiff of it whenever she passes me. The wind blows it off her hair and into my nose. I smell it on her clothes. Even on Rey sometimes.

She walks to the window and half-sits on the sill, folds her arms and looks at me. Now that we’re here, I guess we don’t know what to do. I want to catch up on all we’ve missed. Want to know how she’s doing, how she’s feeling. But I just stand by the shelf and touch some of her other stuffed animals.

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