S C A R
"So, this is me," Jenny shuts her room's door behind me.
The small peach curtains covered her window, the one exactly opposite mine. A small wooden desk lay on the side of the room and some clothes were strewn haywire.
A bra and underwear lay on her bed and her eyes catch them a second post mine.
Immediate she runs to them and stuffs them in her cupboard. She coughs uncomfortably.
"Let's just ignore that," she pushes me slightly.
"I don't think I will," I tease and her hazel eyes gleam under the dim lighting we have on right now.
I lay against her bed, my lower legs dangling as they almost touch the ground. I prop up on my elbows to see her better as she sits against a stool.
"Comfortable bed," I remark.
She tilts her head slightly, "Really? Let me check it out," she jumps in next to me.
I laugh. "Smooth."
And she laughs with me. I like it.
"How'd you really get that?" I point at the scar hugging her skin. The small strip of rise in her skin, running down her neck, ending an inch over her collar bone.
She looks up at the ceiling, letting out a sigh, "I'll tell you, one day, maybe."
One day. I could deal with that.
"Right now, I've got something else on my mind anyways," I prod, shifting to put my arms over her, her lips right under mine.
"What's stopping you?" she asks, her voice breathy as she looks into my eyes.
I push her down until her head touches the bed.
"If you don't kiss me in the next five seconds-" she doesn't get a chance to complete her sentence because I place my lips on hers.
She lets her fingers tangle themselves in my hair as I deepen the kiss.
Her hand begins to get under my shirt, I feel her warm fingertips against the skin of my torso.
I move my lips down her throat and she lets out a low moan.
She pushes me over until she's on top of me, she pulls off my shirt and I move my arms up to help her.
She trails kisses from my throat to my chest and I groan slightly, watching her take her shirt off as my fingers play with the buttons of her jeans.
***
My phone rings and I'm startled awake and Jenny stirs next to me.
I place the phone next to my ear. "What?" I groan.
"Where the hell are you?!" Axel's voice screams.
"I'm here, here," my tone is sleepy.
"Dad's asking where you are, get your ass over here right now, don't use the front door!"
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Intertwined
Romance"Twice I would die for a little more once with you." -Atticus ......................................................................................... Juliet Hastings and Axel Reed begin...
