Real amateur girls at the pool pov
The sound of him zipping up his pants reminded me we had plans, but he didn't have me get up.
Which started me thinking.
I admit, I'm not the best at relationships. Chris notwithstanding, I always end up with a broken heart and a head full of regret.
Eventually, he sighed. "They had gone to Dirk's place to get the potatoes he'd left in his fridge.
My eyes fluttered open at his fingertips brushing against my forehead. When I looked at him again, he was worrying his lower lip.
Yet this past year, I'd felt like I was crashing at her and her boyfriend's place.
Pressed in with one finger. "Chris!" My cry came out garbled when I pressed my face into the pillow.