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and I plan on making that happen a lot more often. “Bo!”
    I raise my head enough to look at her smiling face and waggle my eyebrows. “This is how I seal a deal. Deal with it.” Her smile leaves and an intenseness moves into her sparkling eyes. Her head raises and her lips claim mine. My body begins to react to her soft lips, the touch of her fingers on my shoulder and the fingers of her other hand threaded in my hair when she winces. I quickly roll over her, bringing her with me slowly, and she snuggles into my side, her head on my chest and her arm over my waist. My fingers begin to play with a long strand of her hair.
    “Guess I can’t do what I want to do yet,” she sighs.
    My head snaps to her. “What you want to do? You mean you would want to be with me?” She raises her head looking into my eyes, her eyebrows creased as she frowns.
    “I’ve always wanted to be with you but….”
    My face scrunches up. “But what?”
    Her eyes close and she looks in deep thought. “I wanted to be with you before…. Before everything in my life soiled me.” Her eyes open and search mine. “I’m dirty, Bo. I’m not sure you’d….”
    My hand grabs her face as my eyes stare into hers. “You’re not dirty to me, Stormy. You’ll never be. I’ve wanted you as long as I can remember. That will never change. I’ll wait for you until you’re ready. I’ll wait for you forever but don’t make me. It’s hard enough not taking you right now. Please, don’t make me wait too much longer.” Her lips are on mine, her tongue finding its way into my mouth, and I suck on it as our lips move together. My cock is twitching to get out, my body burning up with desire, so I pull my mouth away but kiss her lightly twice. Her head moves back to my chest, and I can literally feel her heart beating against my side.
    We lay there, and I’m staring at the ceiling trying to think of sad things to get my cock to deflate. She’s playing with my stomach, making circles with her finger on my t-shirt, which is definitely not helping. Her fingers finally stop, I hear her light breathing, and her heart slows down as she sleeps. I get comfortable, my eyes growing heavier and finally close.
    “We let you stay there last night for her, to make sure she was okay but not again. Not under this roof,” Dad yells as he paces the floor in the kitchen. I roll my eyes and Mom shakes her head at me.
    “What your dad means, in not a great way, is we trust you but we can’t have you two sleeping together, even though we know it was only sleeping, but not here, not in our house. You understand, right?” Mom says, always the voice of reason.
    I swallow the bacon in my mouth and sigh. “I get it. I get it. We fell asleep. It wasn’t even intentional. Chill out.” Standing I grab my bookbag, throwing it over my shoulder and lean down, kissing Mom on her cheek. “Gotta run. First class in thirty minutes.” I start to jog out of the kitchen. “Don’t let Stormy overdo it! You know how stubborn she is!” I jog into the garage, open the driver’s door of my Jeep, throw my bookbag into the passenger seat, buckle up and hit the garage door opener. Damn, I really need to get my own place and soon!
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    I slide into the driver’s seat of Jade’s Mustang and pull out of the garage. I can’t believe she let me take her baby over to my apartment. I’m so dreading this but driving her car is helping my mood, a little. She said she’ll have Emerson drive her over later today to help me with anything I can’t do. I haven’t seen Emerson since I’ve been back and even though he’s been their bodyguard for years then became their friend, he still makes me a little nervous. It doesn’t take long to pull into my mom’s old parking spot, since it’s only about fifteen minutes from their house. I just sit there and stare at the old rundown apartment building for a few minutes, nervous to go in. Finally, I gather up my courage,