Until by Anna B. Doe

Author:Anna B. Doe [Doe, Anna B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-04T16:00:00+00:00

“You know what?”

“Hmm?” I wiggle a little, snuggling more into his side. My eyes still glued to the TV screen. I’m trying to understand all these Star Wars, Star Trek or whatever stuff that is on, but I don’t get it at all. I’m a girly girl and I love watching girly movies. This geeky, Sci-Fi thing—not so much.

J.D.’s body is hot next to mine, and his body heat is keeping me warm. The early summer is nice and the temperatures are high during the day, but at night it still gets kind of chilly.

It’s nice being like this. Close to each other. Enjoying the feel of another person next to you. I can’t remember the last time I did something like this.

Fucking? I’m familiar with that.

Cuddling? Not my thing.

I guess even girly girls can be not so girly about some things.

We’re sprawled on the couch in the living room. J.D.’s sitting with his legs propped on the coffee table with me snuggled next to him under the blanket.

Grace was with us before, but an hour ago she went to her room to sleep because it was getting late.

The other day we talked about movies and she told me she never saw Princess Diaries. I couldn’t believe somebody her age has never seen the movies so we agreed to watch it together. I haven’t expected J.D. to be home or join us, but he was and he did. Although, there was a lot of eye-rolling, sighing, murmuring to himself and bitching out loud on his part.

Before we started he made me promise we’ll watch something manly with lots of blood and action afterward. So, we’re watching this thing. So not what I was expecting.

J.D. nudges me with his elbow. I scowl and turn to look at him. “What?”

“We have never been out on a date.”

“A date?” I ask, confused, getting into sitting position.

“Yes, we have never been on one.”

“Where is this coming from?” I bit the inside of my cheek, nervousness washing over me.

What did come over him? We never talk about going out together. Except for that one time, we went to the New Year’s Eve party. But it was a group thing. So that’s different.

We usually meet and fuck each other’s brains out. It’s fast, sweaty, and amazing. And after our “make up”—that’s what I call the day he got sick and I spent the night—we’ve been doing a lot of it. I even keep to my part of the deal and don’t kick him out of my place, or run away from his bed afterward. So, in my opinion, it’s a win-win.

“I’ve just been thinking.” He shrugs. “We should go.”

“On a date?” I ask again. One would think that the concept of a date is unfamiliar to me. And they would be right. Somewhat.

“Yes, Sienna.” A heavy sigh leaves his mouth and he rolls his eyes. “On a date.”

“This counts as a date.” My reasoning is weak and we both know it. I don’t know why I’m even obsessing about it, I just am.

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