She moved to the mirror, her eyes giving him a sly
up-down before she turned to her reflection, combing her fingers through her
long hair.
“Before we begin…” she added. But Charlie was doing
his own up-down, his gaze getting hung up where her bodysuit curved in at the
waist. “I guess I need to know your previous experiences.”
Charlie glanced at her face in the mirror, doing a
double take. “E-experiences?”
“Yeah.” She was adjusting the skinny strap of her
top. “Do you want to show me?”
His jaw went slack as he stared at her reflection.
“You…want me to…”
“Or you can tell me about it. I need to know.”
He shook his head, incredulous, but when her steady
gaze didn’t waver, he exhaled a groan of confused surrender. “Well, uh, okay.”
He rubbed his chin. “My first time was when I was fifteen, she was seventeen,
it was after a football game in the—” The words stopped mid-sentence when Ellie
whirled around.
“Your
experience with dancing.”
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| Oh, Charlie |
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