Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 5

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Arabella Rivera 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“What the hell happened to you?” 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I tear my eyes from the spot where I had been glaring at for minutes. The very same spot Haiden’s truck had disappeared from my sight. I focused my eyes on Gwen, her blue eyes glistening with confusion and laughter as they scan over my body. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When had she pulled up with her pink convertible? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The pink was not something you’d occasionally look past. No, it was one of those pink colors that catches one’s attention a mile away. The pink that glistened in the sun as it zooms past, demanding attention. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Instead of answering her question, I asked her one of my own. “What time is it?” There is a slight edge to my tone that would chill bones. 

 

 

 

 

My first day as a senior was going fun-fucking-tastic. My clothes were dirty and my head was racing with images of flattening Haiden’s truck tires. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I sucked in a calming breath. This isn’t me, thinking such bad thoughts isn’t me. 

 

 

 

 

Gwen’s eyes shift to the dashboard and read the time out loud.” Seven-thirty. Still enough time to go buy some weed from Spencer.” She joked. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I squinted my eyes. “Ha-ha very funny. Give me five minutes to change, I’ll be back.” I grumble dryly, turned on my heel and headed back to my two-story home. It felt odd calling it home when it felt anything but. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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“Took your precious time.” Gwen smacked her lips, rubbing the gloss on her lips as she looked at herself in the rearview mirror. I let out a breath and slammed the car door a tad bit too harshly. I turn to face her. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Well, I had a little chat with Gertrude.” I huffed, turning around to throw my bag in the backseat. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

to know?” She asked her voice pitching with

 

 

 

 

in securely. Gwen could be a tad bit reckless as a new driver who only got her driver’s

 

 

 

 

 

 

more careful where I wait? Then no, you

 

 

 

 

 

 

believe she’s my mother and not the pencil

 

 

 

 

 

 

of the driveway. She turns to give me a once over quickly before setting her eyes back on the

 

 

 

 

 

 

printed on the soft cotton material that reached a couple of inches above my knees. I

 

 

 

 

 

 

her being a close friend for years. Or shall I say a disadvantage? “Shut up. It was the first thing I took a hold of.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

nods not convinced.

 

 

 

 

 

 

want to show off those sexy legs and have every hot blooded male’s attention.” She sends me a

 

 

 

 

 

 

slapping her hand away. “Or……..I just so happen to grasp it first and had not bothered to weigh the pros

 

 

 

 

 

 

on a red light. “I’ll tell you what the pros are babe.” She turns to me, grins, removes

 

 

 

 

She laughs loudly and returns her hands to the steering

 

 

 

 

 

 

cringed feeling rather uncomfortable with

 

 

 

 

her fits of laughter at my displeasure while I reach over and turn the

 

 

 

 

 

 

car radio until I heard a familiar song we both enjoyed. Turning to face each other we began singing. “Wanna know what it’s like. Baby, show me what it’s like.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

I don’t really got no type. I just wanna

 

 

 

 

 

 

to know.” We

 

 

 

 

 

 

down the volume. She gives me a side-eye and smiles. ” Guess you’re

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Yeah

 

 

 

 

 

 

like a leech so you won’t ever

 

 

 

 

 

 

pained face. ” Crap the torture. It sounds horrible. Oh, how shall I ever do without thee.” I mocked.

 

 

 

 

certain that a soft red color has already merged on my

 

 

 

 

 

 

Arabella. And here I thought you enjoyed my company. ” She faked pouted and thankfully stopped pinching

 

 

 

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