Sneak Peek

Maybe I should’ve told him right then and there that there was no need and that would’ve nipped this whole thing in the bud… but I didn’t. Instead I sat in my car and waited for him to pull out behind me, feeling that tingle in my tummy again.

I don’t remember the drive home. What streets we took or even how long it took to get there. I just recall gripping the steering wheel as tightly as my first time getting into the driver’s seat of a car as a teen taking Driver’s Ed. Once I arrived I had another dilemma. Should I walk back to his truck that was parked at the end of the short drive and thank him, or should I wave and call out a thank you? Anything was better than sitting there like a ninny while the poor boy sat in the late night waiting for me. He has class tomorrow.  The incongruity of that last thought had me jumping out of the car in haste. Just what do I think I’m doing? I turned and waved ready to make my escape. “Thank you, goodnight.” I barely got the words out.

“Go on inside, I’ll wait until I see your lights come on.” I hurried inside after that and rushed to the window, peeping out from behind the curtain to watch as his truck disappeared in the night. Then I sat on the edge of my bed trying to process all that had happened tonight. *** For the next week and a half this same scenario played itself out, sans the embarrassing attention from the seniors. But each night I had his class, Drake would follow me home and wait for me to go inside. We didn’t say much to each other, except for a few words here and there, but we didn’t have to. The looks we shared in class were enough. I was getting bolder, or he was I’m not sure which. But our eye contact was starting to last longer to the point that I sometimes forgot there were others in the room with us. Some time in the middle of all that I started to worry that he might be having fun at my expense.

What if he tells his friends what was going on? What if I become locker room gossip? What if, what if, what if? But with all my fears I still found it hard to resist his lure. For the first time in my life I was in the grips of something that felt very much like a real romance. With no real knowledge of how these things work, my first impulse was panic. I hate the feeling of inadequacy, of feeling out of my depth in any given situation. But last night seems to have reached a turning point of sorts.  Somehow in the midst of all my confusion, that thought stuck with me. The otherwise innocent act of him following me home in his car now seemed like anything but. And it was useless pretending even to myself that we hadn’t crossed the line.

63 thoughts on “Sneak Peek

  1. Oh this seems like its going to be great!! I can’t wait to read all of the books you put sneak peeks for!!

  2. I’m looking forward to this and any more you might have for us so thank you

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