Chapter Fifteen
Jake
Bethie’s mood improved dramatically.
July was a tough month, but we were finally through it, though she had yet to tell her parents we were dating. I could wait, though. Seeing her smile, happy to spend time with me and exercising her independence, was all I needed.
We saw each other every day—“hanging out” as far as her folks were concerned—and she usually slipped over to my house once they were asleep.
My favorite weekend was when her parents went away and I got to fall asleep with her and wake up with her there. We were tucked together like spoons, her feet nestled in between my legs. It was bloody wonderful to wake up with a soft breast in my hand, though she’d smack my arm if I said it out loud, then tap me some more if I laughed.
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