How had things with Porter become so complicated in such a short time.I dropped my forehead into my hands and tried three times to read the same file before I gave up. Only looking up because Teresa was rushing in calling my name.She tossed a file on my desk and asked me a question.I couldn’t resist peering past her to get a look at Porter. Since I was looking up anyway.I found him peering at me from over the rim of his silver glasses. Sitting back in his chair with a file in his hands. But while I was looking at him, he met my glance and stroked an agile tongue from one corner of his mouth, along his upper lip to the otherside.Implying something was tasty.Me.I yipped and fumbled to pick up the file Teresa had tossed onto the desk. Trying multiple times because it had suddenly become so flat that it was nearly part of the desk’s surface. Finally managing to grip it just as Teresa’s head slowly began to rotate in Porter’s direction questioningly.I blurted some inundane question

It was two months into my second year at Andrias High School and I knew all the usual groups. Nodding to a few as I passed them. Refraining from eye contact with those I favored less.My friends Trudy and Janine were tight to my side as I walked down the center of the hall. It wasn’t unusual for boys to stare. My blonde hair reached to the bottom of my ass.Which was about where my cream-colored skirt ended.I wore a belly baring t-shirt with a ‘v’ cut. My usual ruby lipstick brightening my features and drawing more than one intrigued eye.But I was all eyes for my off again/on again, Tommy who was one of the best players on the football team. And certainly my favorite.But Tommy had been playing hard to get lately.Though he always circled back to me.I passed him while he was leaned over a locker flirting with a girl that wasn’t me. One that’s too damn pretty!I walked by trying hard to ignore them as I went to my locker. Crouching down to drop some books in the bottom while my frie

He dropped in on his side and closed the door. Twisting to rest against the driver’s side door to stare at me, waitingly. “What’s up, Cheers?”“Thank you for getting us home.” I blurted before I could overthink it.I should say thank you. It really was a kind gesture.“You’re welcome. But you could’ve said that to me tomorrow.” He said slowly.“I don’t want to talk to you in public.”“Oh...” He gave a burned whistle. “But you’ll talk to me alone and drunk in my dark car?”I hesitated, considering that. That does sound bad.“Well, it’s different if people see us.” I explained.Tommy won’t take it well.“Because Tommy might find out you’re not the pining ex-girlfriend he may secretly be hoping you are?”I frowned. Not liking that logic said that bluntly. “Something like that...”“So, why’d you come all the way out here then, Cheers?”Why did I?***“Because...” I stalled.He lifted a dark brow.“Ugh!” I groaned. Catching his hand and putting it on my knee. Giving him a long, pointed loo

That was not the last time that I snuck off to get some time with the military brat.The next time was in his bed while his dad and brother were on an outting.We met up at another party.K.P. had been watching me most of the evening.I sipped on a glass of coke and waited until my friends had left before I crooked a finger at him. Creeping toward the front door.He was out of the chair where he’d been sitting watching a group of guys play cards, hot on my heels as I went out the front door and around the side of the house.He caught up to me. “More?”I gave him a sideways look beneath lowered lashes that answered his question.He looked ahead, satisfied. “More it is. Told you I could give you more in three minutes then Tommy has in however long you were with him.”“Off and on for two years.”“Cute.” He dismissed.“Harsh.”“Needless to say, I’m less than interested in the guy, a girl I’m diddling is chasing after.”“I’m not really chasing after him. Not anymore.”“No?”I shrugged. “Do

I barely heard him. “You never said goodbye!”“You went back to dating that jockstrap.”“I wasn’t going to if you were going to keep in touch.”“Sure, you weren’t.”Now I was offended. “Yes, I was!”“You weren’t that interested in me Angel, if you were that willing to date another guy just because I wasn’t going to stay in touch, anyway.”That stung.“Don’t you dare judge me! You bolted before I could talk to you about it!”“What was there to talk about. He asked you back out and you’d made it very clear I was just your fucktoy.”I sat up. Blonde hair swinging as I glowered at him. “How dare you!”“How dare I what?” He drawled. “Call you out?”My hand shot out to slap him.He caught it just to the side of his face. “You’re awful angry over something that happened almost a decade ago.”I flinched. “You could’ve said goodbye.”I pulled my hand out of his grip.He let go. “So could you have. You knew where I lived.”“And confront your dad after bailing out your window.”“Yes. He didn’t k