“Details, girl, details. Did you flirt with him? Did he flirt back? Did you get his number?”
“Geese, Mil. I literally just met him today. It's not like we made out or something.”
“Oh my god, you kissed. You kissed, didn't you?”
Shit. I should have known she'd be able to hear it in my voice. Millie knows me better than I know myself.
“There might have been a small kiss—”
She lets out a screech so loud I have to pull the phone away from my ear. “Oh my god, I knew it! Kel! Was it good? Was he a good kisser? Or was he one of those sloppy, wipe your mouth after, kissers?”
“It was just a small kiss, Millie, that's it. My dad kind of interrupted us. Luckily, he didn't see anything.”
“Is he going to be there this weekend, too?”
“Yes, but what does that matter? It's not like it's a date. I can't act on anything. He works for my dad, and he'd never go for it.”
“You know you're an adult and your dad doesn't control your life. It's a control thing, we both know that.”
Her words sound idly familiar. Mockingly familiar.
“Yeah, yeah. I know what you're doing here.”
“Well, don't be a hypocrite then. You're the one who told me that. You told me to do what was right for me. Now, I'm telling you to do the same thing.”
“This is different. I'm still a virgin, Mil, and you know that. What's this guy going to think about that? What if this goes too far and he wants to have sex? Not to mention, my parents will flip the fuck out.” I can feel my anxiety rising. My voice is moving faster as I speak.
Millie laughs softly. “Calm down, Kelsie, you're worrying about all the what ifs. So what if you're a virgin. So what if your parents flip out. You gave me really great advice, now let me give you some. If your gut says to go for it, then go for it. Because usually your gut is right. I listened to you, and look how it turned out for me.”
“Yeah, you went and got knocked up.” I giggle teasingly. “I'm kidding. I know what you're saying.”
“You're lucky I love you, bitch.”
“I love you too, but seriously, I just met this guy only hours ago. I don't want to over think this, it might be nothing. Most likely it's nothing.”
“Well, I don't know what to tell you, then. It sounds like you like him, but if you're not sure, then just avoid him.”
“I can try.” There's hesitance in my voice. I'm not sure it's possible for me to do that.
How am I going to stay away when my body feels drawn to him?
I hang up with Millie and finish packing. I don't go downstairs for dinner. I'm not really hungry. All I keep thinking about is Brand and our kiss. My mother called me down to eat a few times, but I told her to wrap it up for me and I'd eat later.
I doubt my appetite will come back at all tonight. The bundle of nerves in my belly keeps tightening and curling. My brain is swirling with images of his lips and eyes. The way he leaned in ever so slightly to place that kiss.
I remember the way my heart sped up. It pounded hard and heavy, slamming against my ribs like a trapped bird in a cage. There was a brief moment where I half expected it to jump out of my chest and land on the garage floor.
The crazy thing is that my heart hasn't stopped pounding since. Even right now, as I lay in bed, trying desperately to fall asleep, my heart is going a mile a minute. His smile, his eyes, his mere presence is enough to make my panties warm and wet.
I toss and turn a few times, covering my head with my pillow and attempting to pretend like my body will listen. I roll on my stomach, then onto my side. I flip to my back and pull the blankets over my head.
I can't sleep. I'm not tired at all.
This is all because of Brand. He's possessed me to the point that my body needs a release. My pussy isn't letting up. It’s aching and pulsing, growing wetter and wetter as the memory keeps replaying in my head.
I throw the blankets off and give in. My hand moves down my belly and under my panties. The sooner I get this out of my system, the sooner my body will calm down and I can go to sleep.
My fingers slip between into the warmth. I rub my swelling clit. It's so tender. A single touch and my legs are already shaking. I massage my clit, slipping my finger inside my pussy and then pulling back out to rub my clit.