Just as my brother predicted, the work done by the Meyer construction crew is subpar. Who even knows how many thousand gallons of rainwater are dislodging the soil in Nicole’s yard? Jesus, she’s lucky her whole house didn’t slide into the river.
I hand her back her phone and grab her hand, sprinting toward her house. My clothes are soaked and heavy, and I’m f*****g elated.
Nicole’s fingers shake as she tries to type the code on the keypad at her house, and I kiss her neck, guiding her fingers with my hand. As soon as we get inside, I start stripping her, peeling off the wet layers. I was going to f**k her after our run anyway, and now I find I can’t wait to get her naked.
“I want to celebrate this,” I say, nipping at the sensitive skin below her ear. I love that I know she gets goose
