I laugh and shake my head as she hops off the bench and walks backwards, a sassy little smirk on her face.
"That girl," I laugh and say to myself.
I walk back towards the bleachers and her father has a smile on his face.
"I knew she was made for this," he says with pride. "She wasn't meant to parade around in a dress all day. She's gonna make somethin' outta herself."
"I can't agree more, sir. I can't agree more."
7
Gabriel
I listen to the pastor, trying to stop thinking about Charlotte's lips wrapped around me this morning in the back of the library. We have a big Biology test coming up and she offered to help me study. We made it about fifteen minutes before we went to the back shelves, and she dropped to her knees. I can't get enough of her.
The pastor finishes his sermon as we all stand, walking out. I glance over to where Charlotte is with her parents and she winks at me, nodding to meet her outside.
"You goin' over to Charlotte's today?" my sister asks from next to me.
"Nah, she's studyin' at our house," I answer.
"I think mama and daddy are stayin' at church, helpin' out with some event they're holdin' here tomorrow. I guess I'm the lookout, huh?" she exhales.
"If you're offerin'," I laugh with a shrug.
"Oh fine, I'll stay downstairs."
She walks off towards our parents and I lean against the brick of the church waiting for Charlotte.
"I heard that hoodlum broke poor Samuel's nose last week. What does that girl see in him? Jenna and Hank have really lost their grip on her if they're lettin' her run around with that!" says a voice from around the corner.
Dammit, not again. Doesn't anyone in this damn town mind their own business?
"He's gonna ruin her. She's gonna get stuck barefoot and pregnant in this town and he'll be off with some hussy when he hits the majors. That poor girl has such potential. You mark my words, he's gonna ruin her."
I lean my head back against the building and let out a sigh. I would never abandon Charlotte and cheat on her. I know the majors come with temptation but I love her. I would do anything for her. Screw those women, and this town.
I push off the building with frustration and bump into Charlotte.
"Shit, sorry," I say grabbing her shoulders.
"You didn't hear me? What's the matter?" she asks, her smile dropping.
"Nothin'," I say plastering on a smile of my own.
"We still on for studyin'?" she asks motioning to her backpack on her shoulder.
"I uh...don’t feel too good actually," I say, rubbing the back of my neck.
"Really? I hope I didn't get you sick. I have a little cold," she says, putting her hand up on my forehead.
"No, no, I just...ya know what? Yeah, let's study, I'll be fine," I smile, putting an arm around her shoulder.
We walk towards my truck and Savannah is there, leaning against it.
"I'm only here as the lookout, but please don't be too loud. If I put my headphones up any higher, I'm gonna go deaf," she mumbles.
"Lookout?" Charlotte asks, confused.
"Our parents are stayin' for a few hours, some event setup," I explain.
I catch Charlotte’s gaze and that glisten in her eyes, trying to push back those women's words. This Charlotte isn’t the same one that I first kissed almost three years ago. This Charlotte is daring, sexy, sneaky. Have I already corrupted her? Ruined her?
I shake my head, starting the engine and drive off towards my house. I push away all the worry and just concentrate on Charlotte and our Biology test, that's all I can do. I pull into the drive and open my sister’s door, then run around towards the other side, opening Charlotte’s. Charlotte and Savannah laugh about something that happened in gym class the other day and I unlock the door.
Savannah grabs her bag off the front foyer table and plops herself down on the living room rug as Charlotte and I walk upstairs holding hands.
I shut my bedroom door behind her and turn, watching her drop her backpack to my bed.
"Alright, Mr. Gavinwood, let’s talk reproduction," Charlotte giggles.
"What?" I say snapping my head to her. "Charlotte…"
"Biology, Gabe. Our test tomorrow. What did you think I meant?" she laughs.
I shake my head, those women's words still circling around my head.
"N-nothin'," I laugh. "Alright what about it?" I ask, sitting on the floor.
She sits in front of me, putting her legs up on my thighs.
"Sexual and asexual, what's the difference?"
"Well sexual is what we did in the back of my truck a couple nights ago," I smirk waggling my eyebrows.
"An answer you can actually write on the test, smartass," she says, shaking her head.
"Fine. Sexual is combinin' genes from two parents, asexual is just one, right?"
"Correct. What are the three different types of asexual reproduction?"
"Uhh budding is one, I remember that. Somethin' with fiz and frags?" I ask, shrugging my shoulders.
"Binary fission and fragmentation," Charlotte says, making a mark on her paper.
"How about we study anatomy now," I whisper, taking her hand and pulling her on my lap. "I believe you got to explore the male species in the library this mornin’ but I haven't had a chance to really get to know the female one."
She smirks, shaking her head.
"You're gonna fail, Gabe. You can't cheat off me from across the room," she laughs.
"I'm gonna fail if you don't let me study, " I whisper, pushing her dress strap off her shoulder, exposing her bare boob.
She gasps as I blow on it, making her nipple harden.
"A-anatomy isn't until a couple more units," she whispers, closing her eyes.
"So then I'll be ahead of the rest of the class. Sounds like a win to me."
I lean down and suck her nipple in my mouth, kissing her neck then her lips and back down to her boobs. I drop the other side of her dress now, pushing her boobs together and licking across them, as she grinds on top of me.
I lean forward, dropping her back to my floor as I kiss down her belly, pulling her dress down further to her hips. I keep moving up and down with my kisses, kissing down to her hip then all the way up to her neck, sucking her nipples when I get to them. I purple a spot on her boob and then a little higher on her neck, biting, kissing and licking her until we hear a frantic knock on our door.
"They're home, I’m comin' in," Savannah yells.
Charlotte bolts up, pulling her dress up at the last second before Savannah plows inside.
"I'm not lookin', fix yourselves," Savannah says with her eyes closed, hands covering her face.
She turns, shutting the door and Charlotte sits up, making sure her straps are back in place. I adjust myself in my pants and tell Savannah it’s all clear.
"Sorry. Just saw their headlights in the drive. Let's get to studyi- holy hell, Gabriel! What the hell did you do to her?" Savannah gasps.