I Stand Before You (Judge Me Not #2) by Grey S.R

Author:Grey , S.R. [Grey , S.R.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: S.R. Grey
Published: 2013-09-01T14:00:00+00:00

It feels like we’ve created a bubble for ourselves, and neither of us cares to disturb it, so it’s a pretty easy decision when we opt to stay in for lunch. There are vending machines in the teachers’ lounge, where we buy pretzels and chips and a Diet Coke for me. I show Chase the locker that holds his last can of lemon-lime, and then we head down to the gym.

Our junk food lunch is eaten on the bleachers as we sit side-by-side. We’re silly and giddy, with lust, and maybe with the fact that we are officially entering into a relationship with each other, something beyond friendship.

I feed Chase a pretzel, since we’re long past all pretenses and I can do things like that now. He does the same, nudging my lips open with a chip. I crunch, bite, and swallow.

“If we could go anywhere in the world, right now,” he asks out of the blue, “just the two of us, where would you have us go?”

I don’t even have to think. “Paris,” I answer.

I feed Chase another pretzel and tell him to pretend it’s a piece of baguette. After he swallows he asks, “What’s a baguette?”

“A baguette is like a French version of a loaf of bread. It’s long and skinny, crusty outside, but soft in the middle.”

Another chip is nudged at my lips, and this time Chase tells me to pretend it’s a piece of this baguette-thing, but covered in brie. I still his hand. “Hey, how can you not know what a baguette is, but you know brie?”

He shrugs. “My mom once bought a cheese called brie and I remember really liking it. She told me it was from France.”

“Hmm…” I mumble before I eat the offered chip, pretending what Chase suggested, that my boyfriend is feeding me brie-covered baguette.

“So, why Paris?” he asks.

“It’s romantic, Chase. We could eat brie on pieces of baguette for real. We could sit at a café up on Montmartre. There are artists there, selling their wares along the sidewalks. You could sell your art there too. You’re certainly good enough.”

Suddenly shy boy blushes. It’s not often I can make Chase blush, so I enjoy it for a few seconds, and then I tell him more about Paris, all the things I’ve read. When I finish he touches my cheek. “I wish I could take you there, Kay.”

I nudge his shoulder with my own. “I’m pretty happy right where I am.”

The next thing on my lips isn’t another chip, it’s Chase. Lunch is forgotten as we kiss and kiss and kiss. When our lips are so swollen we have to take a break—at least for a few minutes—we talk.

“Think they’re missing us at the diner?” Chase asks, sitting back and taking a drink of his lemon-lime soda.

“Nah,” I reply.

He brushes my hair back and covers my neck in a few cool, lemon-lime kisses. “You thought they would the other day,” he murmurs against my skin.

I stiffen and Chase leans back. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing really,” I say slowly.

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