Chapter 9
Zoey
Tiffany is having a hell of a time in Atlanta. Her stepmom has been acting up again. She’s called me like three times, has been texting me constantly, which makes it pretty difficult to sneak away with Sawyer. There were several missed opportunities to fool around because I had to keep talking her off an emotional ledge. Not that I would choose a man over my best friend, but, damn... I just want to scratch this new itch.
Now we are all in the family room watching a Christmas movie—together, so there’s no chance we can sneak away for some alone time. But Sawyer seems hell bent on making the most of what we have. His hand keeps stroking up my thigh, grazing my p***y. I’m trying my best to keep still. Luckily, the room is a little dim with the TV light being the only source.
