I was almost in the car when I heard something surprising from my mom.
“Aaron, can you give Nicole a ride to this party? “I stopped doing that; I was hurting people and I realized that it needed to end. Porn sex I, too, enjoyed the fruits of my labor; Emily was adorable when she focused on something: all distractions were shut out, her eyes were narrowed in concentration, her face was set in a determined frown. Mozart cocktail…”
“Molotov cocktail,” I corrected her, “and you had one damn rule to follow: be responsible. The girls looked at me appreciatively when they saw my full torso uncovered. We can just get takeout or something.” She smiled at me.
“Sounds good to me.” I patted my stomach. You can pick.”
Nicole stormed off to find her friends. I like that a lot.”
With that, she moved in for another kiss. I told her to go for you, though, so you sort of owe me in one way.”
“Why did you tell her? I don’t think this thing I have with her is all that serious, but who knows?”
“About that,” I winced, “she kinda already knows…”
“What?!” Ashton glared at me in cold fury.
