Page 10 of Date Me (The Keatyn Chronicles 3)
He scrunches up his nose. Kisses me. "You tease me about the worse kiss ever, but you're lucky I even talked to you. You were so mean. ”
I laugh. “You were a jerk, and, besides, I apologized. ”
“Still, this is where I first saw you. When you stole the soccer ball from me. ”
I remember that day so vividly. Like it was a scene out of a movie. I felt free and fearless. I could never have done something like that at my old school.
I glance over at the goal. The spot where I first saw Aiden.
I can still feel that instant connection.
But I’ve learned that instant connections aren’t enough. Sparks aren’t enough.
My mom always says that life is about the choices you make. And I know that I’ve made the right choice. The smart decision.
Because I’m here with Dawson.
“You didn’t have a shirt on that day. I thought you were gorgeous. "
"I thought you were crazy. " He laughs and grabs a piece of my hair, twirling it lightly on his finger. "Crazy, but hot. So, Keatie, will you be my girlfriend?" His big brown eyes glitter in the moonlight.
Our relationship has been all backwards. Bad first impressions. Bad manners. Bad kisses. Sex way too soon. My supposed rebound could have gone horribly wrong in so many ways.
But it hasn't. It's been better than I could have scripted.
"I'd love to be your girlfriend, Dawson. "
He undoes the necklace. I turn around and lift my hair up, while he clasps the key to his heart around my neck.
Of course, once he has it clasped he attacks my neck with his mouth.
Cool your orange panties.
11pm
I'm lying in bed lazily sliding the key back and forth on the chain and thinking about tonight. How Dawson attacked my neck. How he stopped hugging me and started rubbing his hands up and down my sides. How he slid his hand up under my dress and inside my panties. How I stood there in the dark thinking, What if someone can tell what he's doing to me, but not caring enough to stop him. How by the time he was done all I could think about was having him come to my house for a wild playdate. The kind of playdate where the parents aren't home so the kids eat sugar, jump on the beds, and color all over the walls. How I dragged him to the lacrosse field. How the bleachers felt cold on my naked ass and how it contrasted so perfectly with the hotness of him on top of me.
He texts me at the same time a Facebook notification pops up.
Dawson Johnson and Kiki Kiki are in a relationship.
It shows a photo timeline of us together. Kissing on the bench. At the Hamptons partying. Holding my hand at lunch. Kissing after he asked me to Homecoming. I accept our relationship and change my profile picture to the one of us kissing. You can't really see my face, just how I leapt up into his arms and gave him a kiss worthy of the sexy way he asked me.
Katie pops up out of her bed. "Keatyn! Dawson asked you out? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Everyone already thinks we're going out. We just made it official tonight. "
"How did he ask? Was is dreamy?"
"I'm not sure about dreamy. He was just sweet. We went to dinner, and then he took me down on the soccer field where he first saw me. Asked me there. ”
"Then what?"
"Then he was being naughty, so I dragged him to the lacrosse field. "
"I want to go to the lacrosse field. I’ve heard it's a nice, private place. "
"I little cold but, yeah, it was. "
"So are you finally going to admit that you and Dawson are having sex?"
I laugh. "Probably not. "
"But you are, right?"
I nod my head and laugh. “Probably. ”
She leaps across the room and onto my bed. "Tell me about it, please. Let me live vicariously through you. I don't even have a date for Homecoming and it's only a week away!"
"I have an idea of someone you could go with. I know you’ve been hanging out with Jordan, but I heard him say that he didn't want a date. "
