Page 47 of Walk With Me
Her hands fall to my hips. “It was fine. How was the app?”
I’m finding it difficult to concentrate and form words. Since Sloane told me she was ready to have sex, it’s all I can think about when she touches me. I’m not ready, and I don’t know when I will be. My worry is Sloane will get frustrated.
“Eden?”
“Right. Yeah, it was okay. Feel sweaty and gross.”
She steps in even closer. “You just need a hot shower.”
Yup, she’s absolutely ready to go further. I feel my face flush, and I’m suddenly very aware of the other people in the room. Stepping back until my back hits the locker, I give her a smile. “Yeah, I do need to shower. I’m gonna head home. Um, do you want to come over later? We could do the art lesson.”
Sloane returns the smile, but it’s not her megawatt one. It’s too polite. “Sure. I just have some homework to finish and then I’ll come over.”
Her car is still parked outside my house, so I guess she’ll ride back with Becca and take her car home this evening.
“See you later then,” I say, leaning in to peck her lips.
I’ve made it weird.
Snatching up my clothes, I stuff them in my bag and head out. Pia and Todd are already waiting by the car. Of course they’re inhaling each other’s faces. Clearing my throat, I push past them and climb into the front seat. A few minutes later, Pia joins me.
“Everything okay, E?”
Pia has been having sex for seven months. She and Todd waited about three months before they were ready. Yes, Pia talked to me about it. A lot. If anyone can help me, it’s her.
“I think Sloane wants to have sex already,” I blurt. The Alanis Morrisette song gets turned down immediately.
“Whoa, you work fast.” She laughs. “You’ve only had one official date.”
“That’s not the point. Sloane is ready, and I’m not.”
Pia shrugs. “Okay. I can’t imagine Sloane’s got an issue with that.”
“No, but then she keeps saying things, and touching me. Clearly she wants to go further. I don’t want to hurt her feelings.”
“Wow, you’ve skipped straight to the lesbian drama section of your life then, huh?”
“Pia!”
“Oh relax. Fuck, Eden. Of course, she’s saying things and touching you. Sloane is your girlfriend. She’s got three years of pent-up attraction to deal with. You’re the same. You get this look in your eyes when you’re thinking about her. Plus your gaze is all over her hot bod whenever she’s in her cheer uniform.”
“I…”
“You’re a horny teen. So is Sloane.”
“I’m well aware of that, Pia. That’s not the problem though. Sloane is far more comfortable with the physical side of things. Eventually she’s going to get pissed off with me backing away, right?”
“Not if she’s the person I think she is. Eden, she could have gotten laid many times. Every queer at Holcroft wants her.”
“Is this supposed to be comforting?”
“No, it’s supposed to snap you out of your dumbass brain panic. Point is, Sloane waited. She’s told you she’s ready. Your pussy is the one she wants to play with, E.”
“Pia, in all of our years of friendship, what makes you think talking about my vagina is okay?”
She cackles. “Absolutely nothing. I just love seeing you make that face.”
“So, I’m overthinking?”
