Speak of Me As I Am by Sonia Belasco

Author:Sonia Belasco
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
Published: 2017-02-28T12:47:01+00:00

DAMON

A secret:

Sometimes I want to forget you.

CHAPTER SEVEN

What? No, give me that back.”

Melanie digs her elbow into my chest, trying to wrestle away the remote control. I laugh and hold it up above her head, using my other hand to pin her against the couch. She makes angry growling sounds, followed by a string of curses. I laugh harder.

“We are not watching—this—shit—”

She struggles, finally freeing herself from my grip, and grabs the remote control. I grunt, rolling over on top of her, still laughing.

Suddenly we are very close. I can feel Melanie’s breath on my face, and her hand clutches at my hip, just above the waistband of my pants.

“We can watch whatever you want,” I say. “Project Runway? I know you secretly want—”

“Oh, shut up, asshole,” Melanie says, digging her fingers into my arm until I wince. She’s got a hell of a grip for a girl. For a person. “Is this how you study? You must get excellent grades.”

“Hey, D, can you take your stuff out of the dry—”

Melanie and I freeze. My mom stands in the doorway of the living room, one hand on her hip.

“Mom.” I unfold myself so I’m no longer on top of Melanie, who’s looking flushed and embarrassed. “This is Melanie. Melanie, this is my mom.”

“Hello, Melanie,” my mom says, smiling, and holds out her hand. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too,” Melanie says, though she mostly looks like she wants to hide under the floor.

“I’ll take care of the laundry,” I say to my mom.

“Terrible too,” she says. “He hasn’t been walked today, and you know how he gets when he’s inside for too long. I know you love those new Nikes you bought, so unless you want him to tear them up—”

“Yeah, I’ll walk him, don’t worry about it,” I say.

She raises her eyebrows.

“I will, Mom, I swear.”

“Okay then,” she says, gives me a we’ll talk about this more later look, and leaves.

There’s a moment of silence. Melanie’s sitting so still, she’s barely breathing.

“Well,” she says.

“I’m sorry about that,” I say. “I didn’t even know she was home yet.”

Melanie looks at me, and with a completely straight face says, “Your mom must think I’m some kind of hussy.”

I laugh. “Yes, I’m sure that’s exactly what she thinks. ‘That Melanie, what a strumpet!’”

“That could not have looked good, you on top of me like that—”

“It’s okay,” I say. “I’m pretty sure my parents would be happy to see me bring home any new friends from school.”

“Friend, huh?” Melanie says, poking me in the ribs. “Is this how you treat all your friends?”

I grasp her hand and pull her forward. My hands are large enough to cover hers completely. I can see her breathe, her shoulders rising and falling in waves.

“Only the cute ones,” I murmur.

I kiss her, a gentle brush of the lips that quickly becomes something more. Soon I’m dizzy and hot, my fingers gripping hers hard.

“Um, Damon?” Melanie pipes up as we separate for air. “If we don’t stop, your mom is going to find us in a way worse position than she did before.

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