Swimming to Tokyo by Brown Brenda St John

Author:Brown, Brenda St John [Brown, Brenda St John]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Coming of Age, Romance, Genre Fiction, Contemporary, Literature & Fiction
ISBN: 1939392349
Publisher: Spencer Hill Contemporary
Published: 2014-07-29T07:00:00+00:00

chapter eleven

By the time we get off the train, we’re back to normal. Whatever that means. It’s not the same normal as yesterday. It’s not even the same normal as three hours ago.

The rain starts coming down in sheets, and we run into a darkened doorway a block from the station. It’s a very small doorway and it’s pretty much raining sideways, so it’s not that useful for keeping dry. My skirt is plastered to my legs, and water streams down my arms from my hair.

“We should just run for it,” I say. “We’re already soaked.”

“I know. I kind of like it.” He grins and draws me closer.

“Get your mind out of the gutter.” I run two fingers down his chest. “What’s your mother going to say when we both show up looking like drowned rats?”

“Probably that we should have taken an umbrella.” He pulls me to his hips. “We could stop at yours and you can change.”

“Um, no.” I’ve already thought about that and dismissed it.

“Don’t trust me, do you?”

“It’s not you.” It’s me. Because the way my body is reacting to being pressed up against him like this, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be the only one taking my clothes off. As it is, it’s all I can do not to writhe up against him, and I definitely don’t writhe.

Except he draws me closer and I do.

And when Finn cups my butt and my leg wraps around his, I feel the bulge in his shorts pressing against my pelvis. Knowing he has that reaction to me makes me feel powerful. And hot. Temperature-hot. Desirable-hot.

Hot.

And bothered.

I press against him, and he rocks up against me while his mouth devours mine. His hands slide underneath my shirt, unhooking my bra, gliding over my wet skin. I lift up his shirt and slip my fingers around the waistband of his shorts, yanking him closer by the belt loops. He’s just undone the first two buttons on my blouse when his phone rings from his back pocket.

It’s like an alarm. We both freeze mid-grope, and he reaches for the phone. I’m impressed his voice sounds so even when he answers because he never stops looking at me, never stops touching me. And even though he’s tracing my collarbone across my shoulders, I feel it much lower.

Finn hangs up and slides the phone back into his pocket, still not breaking my gaze. “We, uh, need to stop for milk.”

“Okay.” I glance out at the rain. It’s still pouring. “Do we need to go?”

“Probably.” His finger rests in the V of my blouse, and his other hand brings my hips back to his. “But we need to make a deal.”

“What kind of deal?”

His hands still. “We need to agree we’re going to stop. That we’re not going to sleep together.”

“What do you mean?” The fire in my veins turns to ice.

If I had any doubt, the certainty in his voice erases it. “You deserve someone better. Not someone you’re going to wish you could undo.

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