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My insides awakened. Everything inside of me wanted him when he pulled me closer, moving his hands up my bare back. I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to have them all over the rest of my body. As our kiss ended, his hands had moved to both sides of my face while he stared down at me.
    “Well, am I worthy?” I joked.
    The corners of his mouth slowly turned up into a huge grin. “Yeah, you’ll do.”
    He took my hand in his as we walked off to his car. My stomach was doing cartwheels. My lips still had his delicious taste all over them and my heart was opening wider than it had ever been in its entire life. 
     

 

    Mrs. Barrett was keeping me busier than ever with the charity. I was running all over town, all over the state, and a few times even out of state and into New York to deliver information and pick up donations from the different benefactors. I was hoping that soon I would be getting in on the actual ins and outs and the day to day operations of how it all ran, which was my whole reason for getting involved in the first place. Drew and I had gone out on several dates and he always kept me company during all of my travels that Mrs. Barrett had me going on, which I was really grateful for. The benefactors that I would have to deliver to would range from everyday normal people to what seemed to be very powerful people just based on the size of their homes. Some of them had intimidating security guards that looked like they were plopped right out of an action hero movie. They would eye me up like I had no clothes on but they would back right down the minute they saw that I had a guy with me. I couldn't thank Drew enough for taking his time to come along with me. He normally took summer classes or would intern, but he wanted to take this summer before his senior year off completely. I felt a little guilty about making him feel like he had to be my babysitter, but he didn't see it that way and I was glad. I loved spending time with him. He was so easy to talk to about anything, things that I would normally find off limits with anyone else, even Krista. Not to mention that his kisses just got better and better, making me yearn for him more and more with each one. I didn’t mention anything about Drew to my parents. I knew that my father would not be pleased with all of the time that I had been spending with him, and I was quite certain that he would have made no qualms about letting me know. So, I spared myself the lecture and kept quiet. Normally, I would heed to my father's warnings, but with this I wasn't. Drew made me feel like a grown woman, not a child. He respected me and didn't demand perfection from me like everyone else did. I could be myself completely with him. He didn’t judge me for my imaginative thinking or my love of beautiful sunsets and star lit skies. He allowed the inner girl, the creative one, the dreamer, the one that I had suppressed deep inside of me for so long, to come out whenever I was with him. I didn't feel like Becca Keeton: Perfect student, perfect obedient daughter, and perfect role-model big sister. I felt like Becca Keeton: the girl that I wished I could be.
     "So did you want to get something to eat?" Drew asked as we were on our way home from one of my runs. 
    "Sure, but how about if I cook you dinner at your place as a thank you for giving up all your free time these past few weeks and keeping me company?" 
    He smiled and my heart flipped. It seemed like he didn't have to do much of anything to have that effect on me and along with the butterflies that he set off in my stomach, I was also noticing the burning desire in other parts of my body. Parts that hadn't been explored by anyone, and every now and then I couldn't help but wonder if Drew would be the first one to get that special part of me.
    “Sounds good to me, but I have nothing in my house to cook.”
    “Well, that’s what they make grocery stores for, silly.”
    “I would have never known