Chapter 7
Chapter
Seven
Foster
The water isn’t hot enough to burn away the memory of Ari on top of me.
I shower alone with my hand wrapped around my cock, thinking of her.
I hold it there, my mind willing it to go down. Wanting to save it for the right time.
I don’t want to make myself come thinking about her. Part of me wants to be miserable until I can see her again. I imagine what it would be like to be so pent up as I watch her dance with someone else.
Jealous as hell.
Horny has hell.
Waiting for her to ditch that guy, whoever he is, and come home with me.
I finish showering without finishing myself off.
I don’t want to get her out of my system because I don’t want anyone else.
The poor girl that Maddie fixes me up with at the dance will just have to deal.
I shouldn’t behave like that, but I’ll be nice. I’ll do my best. I really will. And as soon as I walk her home, I’m headed to Ari’s house, and if I have to sleep on her porch because she doesn’t want anything to do with me, I’ll wait.
I’ll wait for her to come around as long as it takes.
Because after spending all night with Ari, I know I can’t stand the thought of another day without her in my life.