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So, this is my room – again
Sha
Joh
He was holding my hand and taking me upstairs.
Again.
To his bedroom.
Again.
Where he slept.
On his bed.
Probably with very little clothes on.
Oh, god...
Unlike the last time I took this trip with Joh
Unlike the huge, modern kitchen he'd taken me into last week, this wing of the house was traditional and almost, regal?
The entire upstairs landing was made up of stained hardwood flooring and gorgeous patterned wallpaper that was so clean and shiny that it looked like silk.
For all I knew about fabric and designs, it could have been.
This entire house and the boy holding my hand, reeked of money.
Lots and lots of money.
It was terrifying.
The floor creaked a little beneath our feet as we walked down the right wing of the house, passing no less than five other doors, until we reached the door I knew was his.
Joh
Depressingly, he released my hand a few moments later, and the lack of contact made me feel oddly bereft.
"So, this is my room," he said with a smirk, waving a hand around the still-messy room. "Again."
"And it's still a nice room," I offered with a shy smile.
He gri
I can tell.
Feeling achingly uncomfortable at just standing in the middle of his room, I walked over to the pile of DVDs next to his television, hoping I knew one of the titles so I could spark up some conversation instead of just standing here like a dummy.
My face burned with heat when I read the title on the DVD box on top of the pile – Pussy Pleasure XXX.
"Fuck," Joh
Squirming uncomfortably, I replied, "Don’t worry about it."
"So," he mused.
"So," I whispered.
"This is pretty fucking strange," Joh
"Yep," I agreed as a small smile crept across my face.
Joh
"I really don’t mind," I told him, and surprisingly, I meant it.
Being here delayed going home to another night of drama.
And being here with Joh
I wanted to be here with him.
I wanted him, period.
"So," Joh
"I don’t mind," I replied. "I'll do whatever you want to do?"
"Fuck." Joh
"Oh god, are you okay?" I hurried to ask, well aware he was in pain.
"All good," he assured me in a tight tone.
"Are you sure?" I asked, uncertain again.
His blue eyes were wild and full of uncertainty when he said, "I'm kind of out of my comfort zone here, Sha
"Do you want me to go?"
He shook his head.
"Are you sure?"
He nodded slowly. "I want you to stay."
"Okay," I breathed.
Inhaling a steadying breath, I wrapped my arms around my middle and walked over to his enormous desk where mountains of school books lay unopen.
"You're a good student?" I asked, casting a glance over my shoulder.
"I'm decent," Joh
"No copy of Chicken Licken?"
Joh
With my face on fire, I kept my attention on his desk, skimming my finger over the test papers and books as my gaze wandered to the cork board above the desk.
"Whoa, you've met a lot of famous people," I whispered, gaze flicking from photo to photo of Joh
I presumed one was.
He was a teenage boy.
They all had heroes.
Joh
The tack holding it dropped onto his desk.
"See this one?" he asked as he stood behind me with his arm stretched around my body so I could see.
Breathe, Sha Forcing myself to concentrate on his question, and not the way my body was reacting to his close proximity, I stared down at the picture in his hands. "I see," I whispered, gazing down at the one photograph that didn’t seem to have a celebrity in it. I immediately recognized the stu She had huge sunglasses covering her eyes and a big, white, floppy hat perched on her head as she beamed up at a man. The man in question – a beautiful man who looked just like an older version of Joh The little boy was dressed in a light blue and white striped jersey and white shorts. His hair was cocking up in forty different directions, and he was holding a rugby ball proudly above his head and gri "This is my favorite picture," Joh "Your Dad?" I whispered, eyes glued to the photo. "That's you with your Mam and Dad?" "Yeah," Joh "And it's your favorite photo because it's of you and your parents?" Joh I shivered involuntarily. "What's the other part?" I whispered. "Because it's real." "Real?" "I "Oh," I breathed, staring down at what looked like the happiest little boy in the world. "Well, you were a gorgeous child." "Was?" Joh "Uh, no – I mean yes, of course –I didn’t – um, you have all your teeth now," I spluttered, feeling flustered and foolish for voicing my thoughts aloud. Joh Embarrassed, I set the picture down on the desk and stepped around him, needing to put some space between us. I couldn’t think when I was this close to him. "You play GTA?" I asked then, eyeing the PlayStation box on the floor with excitement. "Yeah." Joh I nodded. "I'm awesome." He cocked a brow. "Is that so?" "Uh-huh." I was terrible at most things in life, but I kicked ass at GTA. "Joey has Vice City and San Andreas and I've cleared both games." His brows shot up. "In a week." His mouth fell open. "No." "Oh yeah." I nodded, smiling proudly. "I'm the best."