room, over to the dresser where she’d left her folded jeans. She didn’t think twice about dropping the lime-green cotton sleep pants she’d borrowed from Jenna last night, and it wasn’t until she felt the cool air brush across her thighs that she realized she didn’t have on anything but her black boy shorts and the fitted black tee she’d been wearing the night before. Being half-naked in front of her friends had never mattered before, but with Jenna it felt so incredibly different. It felt teasing and promising—wrong and so very right.
She glanced over her shoulder and found Jenna staring, the same grin still pushing dimples into her slightly rosy cheeks. But Jenna wasn’t staring up at Ash’s face or her eyes or even her lips. Jenna’s gaze traveled low, over the length of Ash’s legs, up higher past her thighs, higher until her eyes landed on the goodies that—up until this point—had always been hidden from Jenna’s sight.
Ash stepped into her jeans, then pulled them up her legs. She snapped everything into place, then spun on her heels and headed back over to the bed, grabbing her shoes from the middle of the floor on her way. She sat down and pulled a black dress flat onto each foot, then turned on the mattress enough to face Jenna again.
“It’s crazy,” Ash said, “but I kinda don’t want to go yet.”
“I know. I don’t want you to leave either.” Jenna sat up in the bed, pulling the blanket to her chest. “You don’t have to leave. You could stay.”
“I really should see my dad before he goes to work. I never told him I wouldn’t be home and I don’t want him to worry.”
“You could call him.”
“There’s no phone at the house.”
“Doesn’t he have a cell phone?”
Ash shook her head. “He got one for me because he didn’t want me to not have a way to call someone if the car broke down or if I was in trouble or whatever. It’s one of those prepaid jobbies. It has text, but that’s really it.”
“Oh,” Jenna said.
Ash realized Jenna probably didn’t get the concept of not having a phone, but thankfully, Jenna didn’t make a big deal out of it.
“So, um… I’m gonna go. I’ll see you later,” Ash said as she leaned forward, hoping Jenna would meet her halfway for a good-bye kiss.
Apparently, Jenna knew exactly what Ash wanted her to do, because she closed her eyes and parted her lips as she bowed her back and dropped her head low enough to catch Ash’s lips. The feel of their mouths touching again made Ash close her eyes as well. Instinct made her lift her hand and lovingly caress Jenna’s warm cheek. She swept her thumb across Jenna’s soft skin as she swept her tongue across Jenna’s moist lips. That brief, sweet kiss was just as incredible as it had been last night.
“I’ll call you later,” she whispered after the kiss broke.
“I’ll be waiting,” Jenna said.
And with that, Ash stood and left Jenna’s room.
Chapter Nine
I T had to be the slowest week in history, and what made it suck even more were the many, many miles between Ash’s and Jenna’s schools. Normally, Jenna didn’t go out during the week. She stayed home and studied until her eyes hurt and her temples pounded, or she would watch one of the many shows she’d become a fan of, even though she really had no love for TV.
Tonight, however, she wanted to see Ash.
The texts throughout Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday were great and all, and Ash was really good at making her laugh, but none of that held a candle to the way Ash made her feel when they hugged or kissed, when they were together and Jenna could actually reach out and touch her punky friend. It was Wednesday night now, and she wanted to see Ash’s smile, those adorable dimples, and the way Ash’s blue eyes lit up.
Right after school, she went home and dropped her backpack on her bed, then riffled through it until she found everything she needed for her homework. If she could get the assignments she had done
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