For the Love of Gracie

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Authors: Amy K. Mcclung
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with your girlfriend over there?" He nodded his head in Ash's direction. 
    Ash overheard him and yelled out, "Gracie, you need a ride?" 
    I crossed my arms over my chest angrily. "Thanks for ruining a nice day, Hudson." I turned to leave. Hudson grabbed my arm and pulled me against him, roughly, pressing his lips against mine. I shoved him back. 
    Ashton's footsteps quickened as I heard him yell out, "Hey!" 
    I turned to him, "It's ok, Ash. See you later, Hudson." He stomped off, got in his car, and peeled out of the parking lot.
    Ashton reached out to me, "You okay, Gracie? Did he hurt you?" 
    I waved it off. "Hudson's harmless.  He kisses me like that a lot; he thinks it’s a turn on."  
    He slid his arm around me. "Come on, I'll take you home." 
    I pulled away. "What about your friends?" 
    He shrugged. "They left a few minutes ago. I was on my way to run some errands." 
    I grabbed my phone from my purse. "I don’t want to intrude.  I'll call Cameron to pick me up." 
    He took my phone from me. "You're never intrusive.  Unless , you don’t want to hang out with me?" He stuck his bottom lip out and gave me puppy dog eyes. 
    I shoved on his chest. "That's playing dirty." 
    He grinned. "Please, come with me? I'd like the company." 
    I reluctantly agreed. Yeah right, there was nothing reluctant about it. Inside I was bouncing up and down, like a giddy teenager meeting her teen idol. 
    He slipped the helmet over my head. "Hudson is an idiot for passing up time with you. You look beautiful." 
    Sweet mother of all that was holy. Don't kiss him. Don't kiss him. Don't kiss him. My eyes glanced down. Don't look at his pants, pervert! 
    Stuttering, I said, "Thank you." 
    He climbed on; I straddled the bike and settled myself behind him.  Was it weird that I wanted to lick the back of his neck? Of course it was weird. I moved my nose across his back, inhaling his scent. 
    His voice brought me out of my sniffing. "What are you doing back there?" 
    Smelling you? No, not answering that way. "Sorry, had an itch on my nose. I'm too chicken to move my hands." 
    He chuckled softly and patted my hand on his stomach.  "Keep a firm hold on me, you'll be safer that way." 
    Oh believe me, I'm keeping the firmest hold possible.  
    His chest felt so defined. I ran my hand up along the front of his shirt. He moaned into the helmet, then snapped out of it.
    "Are you cold or molesting me again?"
    I jumped, embarrassed at my actions. I lost my grip on him, for a moment, and he grabbed my hand to steady me. He pulled over on the side of the road.
    "You okay?"
    I was holding my chest. "That scared the crap out of me." 
    He exhaled loudly. "Me too." He grabbed my shoulders. "You sure you're okay?"
    I nodded.
    He pulled me into a hug. I slid my arms around his back and pressed my face into his chest.
    He pressed me against the bike, ripped my clothes off, and had his way with me right there on the side of the road. That's what was happening in my head, right now at least.
     
    Stupid moments were plentiful in my life. I pressed up on my tiptoes and pressed my lips against Ashton's. His eyes widened in shock. I pulled away, covering my mouth. 
    He stuttered this time. "Uh, Gracie…"
    I covered my face, "Don’t say anything. I'm mortified. I shouldn’t have done that. If you care about me, Ash, don’t say anything."  
    He didn’t say another word.  He dropped me off at the house. He grabbed my arm as I started in, I turned and he pulled me into a hug. 
    "If you ever need anything, let me know.  Don't settle for less than you deserve." He whispered in my ear, "It was nice…the thing we aren’t mentioning." 
    I blushed. 
    Waving goodbye, I stepped inside the doorway. Once the door was shut, I jumped up and down excitedly. Angel came out of the kitchen at that moment.
    "What are you so excited about, chica?" 
    I grabbed my chest. "You scared me!" I recovered from my brief heart attack and said, "I kissed

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