Third Person

Hannah stood completely frozen, waiting for Andy to answer her question as to why he was here.

She honestly never thought that she would see him again after they kissed goodbye before he left for Washington the morning
after graduation. For months after he left, she held onto a little bit of hope that they might run into each other again someday, but
she never thought that day would be today and she never expected him to be standing at the counter of her own store.

“Surprise!” Andy laughed, holding his arms out to his sides a little “I’ve just moved back into town,”

Dale took one glance between the two of them and realised that something was clearly going on here and that he should get out of
the way.

“I’m just going to sort some stock through the back,” Dale told Hannah “Shout if you need me for anything,”

“Thanks, Dale.” Hannah smiled reassuringly at him before he turned and walked through the back of the store again.

“So…” Hannah cleared her throat “You’ve moved back into town?”

“Yeah,” He beamed at her “For good this time, since I loved it here so much before,”

“Yeah,” Hannah chuckled, folding her arms across her chest “What are you doing in here, though?”

“I was looking for-“ He held up the items that he wanted to purchase and waved them around a little “But I didn’t know that you
worked here,” He looked down at his work uniform “If I’d known you were going to be here then I would have made a bit more of an
effort,”

“I actually own the place,” She informed him “This is my baby,” She looked over his uniform just as he had before “You’re a cop,”
She pointed out.

“That’s right,” He chuckled with a nod “I finally decided what it was that I wanted to do with my life,”

Music suddenly poured into the store, as Dale turned the iPod back on through in the back room before he made his way into the
stock room and Hannah let out a laugh.

“Good for you, Andy.” She smiled honestly at him “I’m glad you’re doing something that you like,”

“Yeah, I’m glad you’re doing something music related,”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” She asked, shooting him a light-hearted accusing look while she rang up his purchase.

“I always told you that you had the potential to follow in your fathers and your brothers footsteps,” He reminded her “Play an
instrument and-or sing in a band or something,” Hannah screwed her nose up at that idea “But then again,” He added “You never
really were that type of girl,”

“Twenty, even.” She spoke, and he gave her a confused look “Your purchase – it comes to an even twenty,”

“Oh!” He exclaimed, reaching into his pocket for his wallet and handing over a twenty.

He turned to leave, but stopped himself after taking a few steps away and turned back to look at Hannah.

“I’ll see you around, yeah?” He asked.

“I’m sure you will,” She nodded.

“Good,” He beamed “It was good to see you again,”

“Bye, Andy.”

~~~~

“So who the hell was that guy?” Dale asked, now that the dust had settled, Andy was gone and Hannah seemed to be calming
down slightly.

“Nobody,” She lied, turning her attention to the computer while Dale served a teenage customer.

“Stop lying to me,” He demanded “We’re good friends, Hannah, and we have been for so long that I know everything there is to
know about you – at least I thought I did, but I have no idea who ‘Andy’ is,”

“Fine,” She sighed, turning to face Dale again so that they could speak, but she felt her phone vibrating in her pocket again and
pulled it out, seeing that she had an alert for multiple text messages so she decided to leave it for now “Andy is someone from my
past,” She started “We used to date in high school until he had to move, and I was completely in love with him and it broke my
heart when he left,”

Dale gave her a sympathetic smile and let out a pathetic little noise.

“I haven’t seen him since he left, and we didn’t write to one another, we didn’t e-mail or call either… we were just cut off from one
another the morning that he left.”

~~~~

Matt

Brian was going to fucking kill me if he knew that I almost fucked his baby sister.

I’d carried Hannah back through the apartment and into her bedroom. She dropped the throw from the couch somewhere on the
way because by the time she was standing before me and backing me against her bedroom door, she was completely naked
again.

In the small hours of this morning, I’d woken up completely uncomfortable from sleeping in my button down shirt but remembered
that I had a muscle shirt somewhere in my car and had gone down and changed before catching a few more winks on the couch
again.

Hannah broke our kiss just long enough to pull the muscle shirt off over my head before she was attacking my lips with hers once
again. Her hands were back in my hair and my hands were gripping at her hips and she moaned into my mouth whenever I
grabbed her a little tighter, then I slipped my hands down onto her thighs and around to her ass.

“Matt,” She moaned against my lips “Matt – I want you,”

“I want you, too.” I groaned, pressing myself against her so that she could feel the excitement growing in my pants.

Her hands flew to my pants and she started unbuttoning them and tugged down my zipper, and before I could react she was
lowering herself onto her knees and tugging my pants down to my ankles and my boxers were following quickly. I hissed when I
sprung free from the confines of my clothes but moaned when I felt Hannah’s hand wrapping around my shaft.

“Oh-FUCK!” I dropped my head back and cursed when she gripped the shaft tighter and wrapped her luscious, plump lips around
the head and started to suck.

I looked down at her and moaned loudly when I realised that she was watching me, looking up at me with her huge eyes. She was
taking as much of me into her mouth as she could and using her hand on what she couldn’t fit, but it wasn’t exactly news to me
that I had been blessed below the belt and women could struggle from time to time.

She was twisting her wrist while she moved her hand up and down, and her tongue was out to lick up and down my cock as she
sucked me more and more into her mouth with every passing minute. But, the second I felt myself starting to come undone I pulled
her to her feet and crashed my lips back against hers, moaning just a little when I tasted my own pre-come on her lips and tongue.

“Matt, what are you-“ She squealed when I lifted her and swiftly moved her onto her bed, cutting her off from the ridiculous question
that she no longer had to ask.

I wanted to return the favour that she just did for me, and then I wanted to finish inside of her. I needed her, I wanted her, I craved
her and I was going to take her before anything could pop up and change my mind.

I’d kicked my pants off from around my ankles and lost them somewhere in the room, now were both completely naked.

“I’m going to make you feel so good,” I murmured my promise.

I kneaded her beasts, my large hands were warm against her skin as I kissed a path down her neck until I reached her right
breast. My tongue flicked out and licked across her already erect nipple. She sighed in pleasure and tangled her hand in my long,
brown hair and with a small moan I took her breast into my mouth, sucking her nipple gently.

Being pregnant was obviously making her as sensitive as it was supposed to. It was like this with Val when she was pregnant.

I nibbled and licked my way down her chest and to her stomach until I reached her dripping sex – looking into her eyes the entire
time. I leaned up and kissed her before sliding back down the bed until I reached the apex of her thighs. My breath was hot against
her core and she squirmed slightly with want – with need. When my tongue finally slid slowly along her folds, she nearly shot off of
the bed.

“M..Ma…Matt…,” She moaned.

I reached out and took her hand, lacing my gingers with hers.

I moved back up to her left hipbone and slowly kissed a trail down to her warm centre. My tongue danced along her folds and then
slipped inside, just the tip and very tentatively. A small whimper fell from her lips. Encouraged, I slid my entire tongue inside of her,
my face pressing against her as my tongue moved; stabbing and swirling repeatedly.

It must have felt amazing because when I stopped, she moaned in protest.

I flattened my tongue and slid it along her swollen folds until I hit her clit and flicked at it experimentally and her hips moved in
response, so I did it again and then sucked it into my mouth.

“Oh my God,” She sighed, lifting her hips towards my face, desperate to feel it again.

I complied, knowing what she wanted. My hand slid under her ass and I pulled her closer to me. She had become so consumed in
what I was doing with my mouth that it took her a minute to even realise that I had slid one finger inside of her, then two fingers and
had started pumping them inside of her. When I twisted and crooked them just right, she came undone suddenly and obscene
moans fell from her lips as she twisted her hands in my hair and pulled me tighter against her.

I growled and buried my face in her pussy, my tongue and fingers moving relentlessly until she was screaming my name over and
over, it was overwhelming her – I could tell.

When I finally pulled away, I kissed my way back up her body until I found her breast again and pulled her nipple into my mouth
while my fingers kept pumping in and out of her.

When my mouth met hers again, I was lining myself up with her dripping entrance and getting ready to slide myself into her when
there was sudden pounding on the bedroom door.

“Hannah!” Erin called “Brian is on the phone for you.

Brian’s phone call had snapped me back to reality and I realised that I had just been about to do something that I could hugely
regret later on when it cost me all of the Haners in my life.

While Hannah had taken the call I had moved around the room and dressed myself again and by the time she was done with the
call I was already rushing out of the room and making a break for the apartment door – desperate to leave.

The second that I pulled out of the parking lot outside of the apartment I regretted leaving. I knew that the way I had left was bound
to upset her and leave her with some horrible, degrading thoughts and that was honestly the last thing that I wanted to do to her.

I was crazy about her, and everything about her had my mind swimming.

The softness of her hair, the curve of her hips, the swell of her stomach and the curve of her breasts, everything, right down to the
adorable little dimples at the bottom of her back on either side of her spine that I only noticed when I was dressing in my hurry to
leave.

It was a couple of hours before I decided that I should text her because we really needed to talk about this morning.

When are we going to talk about what happened this morning at your place? – M

I hit send and only had to wait a minute before I got a reply.

Maybe when I get off of work, maybe tomorrow, maybe never… you sure seemed in a hurry to leave afterwards anyway,
why do you want to talk about it? – H

I groaned, irritated at myself while I typed my reply.

Because that wasn’t at all how I had planned it in my head. I wanted to go through with it, I wanted to take you then and
there but when I was reminded of the fact that you’re my best friend’s little sister… well, it snapped me back to reality.
I’m sorry – M

She didn’t respond, so I sent another message.

I completely understand if you’re mad at me, but just please try to understand. – M

Still, she didn’t reply.

Okay, if you don’t answer me soon I’m going to come down there and then I really will look like the clingy boyfriend who
freaks out whenever you don’t text back. – M

A few minutes later, finally, my phone beeped with a text message.

Only you’re not the clingy boyfriend, are you? If the only thing you can think about while you’re with me is the possible
consequence if Brian ever found out then we need to just stop this right now. I’m too pregnant for this emotional shit
and I can’t really deal with it just now, plus, I don’t want to lose my best friend, so please, make a decision and let me
know when you pick me up for our date. If you don’t show, then I’ll know what you decided. – H

Can I see you before or at least text you until then? – M

It took a few minutes of waiting before I got a reply.

I’ll let you know. – H

I cursed to myself and was about to pocket my phone again but stopped when it beeped with a text message from Val. I sighed a
little and opened the message.

Hey! Jack is all ready to spend the week with you, feel free to head over whenever you want to. – V

I was worried about how Val and I not being together would affect Jack’s life. Our relationship had already started to fall apart when
she found out that she was pregnant, so we stayed together and we tried to make it work – hoping that the baby would bring us
closer together and make us realise just how much we needed each other… but that didn’t happen. Whenever one of us would
scream at the other, Jack would wake up. Whenever there was tension between us, Jack could feel it and then there would be no
way to settle him down even if we did manage to stop him from crying. So, at first we tried to stay together for his sake but when
he was nine months old we realised that it was better for him if we weren’t together. It was better if he had two happy parents
instead of two miserable and angry parents. Plus, he was young enough when we divorced so he wouldn’t remember us ever
being together – we just had to make sure that we did a good job with him for the next seventeen years.

I sent Val a text to say that I was heading over to her place now and then I slipped my phone into my pocket, grabbed my wallet
and my keys and left the house.

The twenty minute drive gave me time to think about the way my life was playing out and I realised that it wasn’t what I had
expected at all. When I was young and first started the band I had planned on being a bachelor rock star for all of my days until
finally death came for me when I was old and barely had a voice anymore – but then I fell in love with my best friend. Getting
married had never been on my list of things to do but I had suddenly found myself looking at engagement rings one day and
realised that I did want to marry her. Jack was a surprise and a complete accident because with the band I was nowhere near
ready to be a father, but here I am. Divorced, a single father and the lead singer of a band on break while quickly falling for my best
friends’ baby sister.

My life is turning into a mess.

I pulled up outside Val’s house and jumped out of the car and quickly made my way up the path to her front door, reaching out and
ringing the doorbell.

“Coming!” I heard Val call out from inside the house.

A moment later, the front door swung open and revealed Val standing there with Jack on her hip and an exhausted look on her
face. Her hair was all tousled and she wasn’t wearing her everyday makeup – she was all natural today and that was a rare thing
to see, even when we were married.

“Hey,” I chuckled, reaching out for the baby and Val handed him over quicker than ever before and gestured for me to follow her
into the house “How are we today?” I asked, looking from my son up to my ex-wife.

“Apparently he didn’t sleep very well last night,” Val sighed, turning into the kitchen and I followed her “He’s sleepy, cranky and
aggressive, too.”

“Normally when he gets like that, you’re handing me a sleeping child,”

“Well he doesn’t want to sleep,” She snapped a little, but she softened immediately and apologized “My parents don’t know why he
wouldn’t sleep last night but they were up with him trying to get him down for the night but they were unsuccessful, now he doesn’t
want to even nap, but he’s in a horrible mood and won’t play with his toys – he just wants to throw them or try to tear them to
pieces,” She spoke while grabbing the bottle off of the draining board by the sink and drying it off completely “Also, he’s throwing
everything else that he can actually pick up, and knocking over everything that he can’t pick up,”

~~~~

Val really hadn’t been kidding when she said that Jack was sleepy, cranky and violent. He practically screamed the whole way
home, refused to lay down and nap for a while and he was pulling on my hair, hitting and throwing little tantrums.

I thought they were called ‘Terrible Twos’, but he still has almost half a year before he turns two.

He was at it for hours. When I made us some dinner, he refused to eat it and decided to wear it instead and then he thought that
his leftovers would really suit me and that meant that we had to shower after dinner. It was getting late and almost time for Jack to
go to sleep for the night, but I knew he wasn’t going to sleep, so I set us up in the living room with a nice, warm bottle, some
blankets and a movie in the hopes that he would cuddle in with me on the couch and fall asleep eventually.

That didn’t go to plan.

It was now eight at night and he was showing no sign of going to sleep. Since I wasn’t having any luck, and Val hadn’t had any
luck earlier today after her parents having no luck last night… there was only one person who was absolutely amazing with Jack
who might actually be able to get him to sleep for the night.

I set Jack down on the floor with some of his toys and grabbed my phone so that I could call Hannah.

“Hey,” She answered the phone after five or so rings.

“Hey,” I breathed a sigh of relief – glad that she had actually answered the phone “Are you busy right now?” I asked.

“Not exactly,” She said “Erin and I were just watching TV,”

“Could you do me a favour?” I asked.

“That all depends on what the favour is, Matt.”

“Jack won’t sleep,” I informed her “He didn’t sleep at Val’s parents’ house last night and neither of us managed to get him to sleep
all day but it’s bedtime now and I cannot get him to settle, and I know how good you are with him, so could you please come over
here and-“

“I’ll be there in ten minutes,” She promised.

Before I could thank her, she hung up the phone and I let out a breath that I hadn’t realised I was holding.

~~~~

True to her word, ten minutes after our brief phone call, Hannah walked through the front door of the house and found the two of us
in the living room fighting over the empty bottle.

“Matt,” Hannah chuckled, scooping Jack up into her arms when he held his little arms out to her “Why don’t you go off and make
us a fresh bottle while we get comfortable?”

I watched her for a moment as she moved around the room; swaying from side to side and bouncing a little with the baby in her
arms while she hummed to him. Already, I could tell that he was settling down a little bit and when he looked at me over her
shoulder I could see his eyelids drooping ever so slightly.

“I’ll be right back,” I promised, leaving the living room and walking into the kitchen.

I made up the new bottle and made my way back into the living room, finding Hannah and Jack in the space I had made up on the
sofa earlier on. She had shed her shirt and was now only in a tank top and her leggings, and Jack wasn’t in his pyjamas anymore
– Hannah had stripped him down to his diaper.

Hannah was lying on her back, side on to the TV and Jack was sprawled out on her baby bump with his head on her chest and his
thumb in his mouth while she played with his hair.

“One bottle,” I spoke up, making my presence known.

Hannah looked up at me, smiled and held her hand out for the bottle before looking back to Jack.

“You want this, Jack?” She asked, getting his attention.

He yawned and nodded simultaneously, allowing Hannah to shift their position so that she was sitting up and she held him like a
new born in her arms and stuck the teat of the bottle in his mouth and he instantly started suckling on it, drinking the milk.

I sat in the chair a little closer to the TV, and watched the two of them. Hannah looked a little tired herself, but Jack’s eyes were
drooping closed with every mouthful of milk that he took, and he was only suckling for a couple of minutes before he was out like a
light and stopped drinking.

“There we go,” Hannah smiled proudly across the room at me, placing the bottle next to her and rocking Jack slightly while patting
his naked back “That wasn’t so difficult, was it?”


“You just make it look easy,” I teased “You’re obviously a freaking natural,”

“Well that’s why I’m going to be everyone’s favourite aunt,” She chuckled, looking down at my son.

“Sure, but eventually your own kids are going to be the luckiest people out there – never having a restless night with someone like
you to put them to sleep,”

“Oh,” She chuckled again, looking back at me “I’m not going to have kids, remember?”

“Really?”

“I’ve always made it known that having kids isn’t on my bucket list, Matt.”

“Well, maybe you should reconsider that,” I mused.

“Why would I do that?”

“Because you’re amazing with kids, and you look amazing when you’re pregnant,”

She stayed silent, but gave me an amused smile.

“What?” I asked, chuckling nervously under her gaze.

“You say that now, but just wait until I’m enormous and cranky – you won’t think that I look amazing then,”

“I will so,” I told her honestly “Hannah, there isn’t anything that you could do to look unattractive to me,”

“You’re sweet,” She laughed, looking back down at Jack before starting to hum to him again when he cuddled closer to her.

~~~~

Hannah

It had been a while since Matt or I had said anything, but the silence wasn’t awkward. It was comfortable.

I would look over at him from time to time and sometimes I would catch him staring at me but when he noticed that I was looking at
him, he would look away – either turning his attention to the TV or he would begin playing with his cell phone. Sure, I was mad at
him, but I wasn’t here for him. When he called me and explained what was going on with Jack, I agreed to come over here and
help them out but I was only here for the baby because he needed to sleep and it wasn’t healthy for him to be awake for as long as
he had been. I was helping Jack, but would gladly have kept Matt awake all night so that he had more time to think about what he
did this morning.

I’d managed to get Jack to sleep while sitting up, rocking and feeding him – but once I was sure that he was sound asleep and not
just dozing, I moved us back into the position that we had been in before Matt returned with the bottle. I was lying on my back,
Jack was sprawled out on top of my stomach with his head on my chest and his thumb had slipped back into his mouth. He was
my main focus of attention. I ran my hand gently over his hair and smoothed it down on his head while I hummed to him and used
my other hand to tickle his back with the tips of my fingers.

Jack had fallen into such a deep sleep that he was snoring softly and drooling a little, leaving a small wet patch on my tank top. I
smiled to myself and tore my gaze away from him and turned my head to the side so that I could watch the TV.

“Do you still want to talk about it?” I asked absentmindedly “This morning, I mean,”

Matt didn’t say anything for a minute, but out of the corner of my eye I could see him shifting in his chair and I could feel his eyes
on me.

“Of course I want to talk about it,” He finally said “I don’t really know what I want to say, but I want you to know that-“

“If you don’t know what you want to say then why do you want to talk about it?” I asked “We could just forget about this whole thing
because, like I said before, if me being Brian’s sister is going to be a constant issue between the two of us then we just have to
stop this now and accept that we aren’t going to be anything more than friends,” I made sure to keep myself calm and collected. I
didn’t want Matt to think that I was angry, because I’m not, also I didn’t want to get stressed out or wake Jake up by getting upset.

Matt sighed, shifted in the chair, and then spoke again.

“I didn’t want things to end how they did this morning,” He spoke “I wanted to go through with it – I wanted to take you then and
there, but as soon as Erin pounded on the door and said that Brian was calling you I was snapped back to reality and I was filled
with guilt,”

“Guilt,” I scoffed “Why?”

“I don’t know,” He answered without missing a beat “Brian is my best friend and my bandmate, and you’re his little sister and
you’re a whole ten years younger than me – tell me that everybody would be completely cool with that!”

He only raised his voice a little, but it caused Jack to stir and I shot him a warning look while soothing the baby.

“You’re scared of my brother,” I pointed out.

“I’m scared that now that I’ve started this… I won’t be able to stop and then I’ll lose everything,” He answered with such sincerity in
his voice “You’re one of my best friends,”

“You want to be more than that,” I mused “I do, too.”

Matt looked away, because he knew that I had truly caught him out. Last night at the party wouldn’t have happened if he didn’t
want to be more than friends with her – and this morning wouldn’t have happened either.

“There are reasons,” He stressed.

Wordlessly, I eased myself off of the sofa with Jack and kept him cradled against my stomach and chest while I walked out of the living room, down the corridor and up the stairs, across the landing and into his nursery. While I walked across his nursery, I
started humming to him again and continued to hum while lowering him carefully into his crib and tucking him in for the night.

~~~~

Third Person

Matt silently followed Hannah up to Jack’s nursery and his heart fluttered and his stomach flipped as he watched her putting him
into his crib and heard her humming softly to him again.

Once Hannah was standing upright again, she kept her hands on the frame of the crib and looked down at Jack, but she was
aware that Matt was standing in the doorway.

“No,” She spoke “There’s not,” She said softly, slowly turning to face him.

For a moment, Matt believed her. The world around them ceased to exist whenever he was looking at her.

He vaguely registered a slight panic in his chest as she walked across the room and stood right in front of him, but she leaned in
and her eyes fell shut as she met him, their lips crushing together gently.

He was about to pull back and apologize and to try to turn back time, but her hand settled against his jaw and he felt her lips part
and then her tongue pressed into his mouth. He let out a noise that sounded foreign to his ears, and he was slightly embarrassed
that it had come from him. He could feel her smile into the kiss, feel her step closer to him.

He tried not to lose control like he had done this morning, which unfortunately meant that his kissing wasn’t quite as amazing as he
would have liked it.

All it took was Hannah’s left hand settling on his shoulder for him to lose it completely, cupping her face and pressing his tongue
into her mouth. He kissed her like his life depended on it, as though he couldn’t get enough. It was going fast – too fast – and he
wanted to slow down and do it right, but the warmth of her mouth was addictive, her hand on his shoulder electric.

She eventually pulled away, reaching up to touch her mouth with her fingertips, a grin on her face.

“That’s exactly how I used to imagine it would be,” She admitted.

Matt’s brain took a minute to catch up, and when it did he couldn’t do anything more than stare at her.

“So what if I’ve thought about kissing you?” She asked rhetorically and nonchalantly.

A smile slowly spread across his face, his dimples deepening.

“I’m glad I finally lived up to the fantasy,”

Hannah laughed.

“Just so you know, there’s nothing that will stop us from doing that again,”

Matt felt slightly sick with pure anticipation and nerves. He wanted to kiss her again, to see if the stars would burst behind his eyes
every single time, to see if he could always feel so weightless and free.

She leant over and kissed the corner of his mouth but he couldn’t help himself. He turned his head and captured her lips again, this
time pressing his tongue into her mouth and letting his hands cup her face again.

Hannah kissed him back but pulled away again.

“Slow down, stud,” She laughed breathlessly.

Matt’s stomach dropped.

She was a kid. She was a whole ten years younger than him and he was moving way too fast.

“Shit,” He breathed, scrubbing a hand over his face, and then a startling thought presented itself to him. What if she was still a
virgin? It was a rare thing in this day and age, but she wasn’t exactly one for relationships, but she wasn’t a one-night-stand type of girl, either. Despite the fact that they
were best friends – he had no idea if she had ever actually done the deed and he had almost done it himself this morning without
thinking about it. Suddenly, he was relieved that Brian’s call had interrupted them this morning.

“What’s going on in that head of yours?” She asked, walking them both out of the nursery completely and across the landing to the
top of the stairs.

“I’m sorry for kissing you,” He apologized “Ever. It was all kinds of inappropriate and Brian would beat my ass, and I’m pretty sure
Zack and Johnny would, too. You’re so much younger than me and I’m taking advantage.”

Hannah turned to look at him again, a smirk tugged at her lips and she rolled her eyes.

“I’m not fifteen anymore, Matt.” She pressed “I can make my own decisions, and if I want to kiss you – or do more than kiss you,
then I will. There’s nothing to be sorry for,”

“But Hannah, you’re a kid,” He stressed.

“I am not!” She demanded “You’re the one person who has never treated me like a kid. Please don’t start now,”

“You’re young,” He reminded her “I’m older, and I’m sad and I’m moving way too fast,”

“Okay,” She nodded slowly “So we’ll take things slower,” She shrugged “We don’t have to make this anything serious, not yet, and
nobody had to know anything because it’s only our business and we’ll just take everything one little step at a time,” Before he
could say anything else, she leaned in and pressed a kiss to his cheek and made her way down the stairs and out of the house
while he stood on the landing and listened to her go.

He didn’t know what to make of what had just happened. Was it really a good idea for them to be doing anything at all, even if they
were going to go slow? He supposed that there was only one way to find out.

Ten minutes after she left, Matt was back in the living room and his phone beeped beside him.

You’re wondering if I’m a virgin. – H

Sometimes she just managed to amaze him, she always worked everything out without being told and she was almost always
right.

Well, yeah. – M

He felt his hands begin to sweat as he waited for her reply.

Graduation night, after Todd Walsh’s party. – H

A frown on his face, he sent a text back.

Huh? – M

She text back immediately.

I had sex for the first time on graduation night, after the party had ended and I didn’t want to go home. – H

Matt had to cross his legs, he had to stop the arousal that was screaming through his veins. He couldn’t think about that, he
couldn’t let himself go there; otherwise there would be no coming back.

He was about to reply when his phone beeped again with another message from Hannah.

I’ve had sex, I’m not the same kid, Matt. – H

Matt closed his eyes, took a deep breath and then responded to her.

Your brother and father would kill me. – M

A few moments later, she responded.

Probably, but I’d really like to kiss you again and it would be better for me if you didn’t think about my brother or my dad.
– H

He chuckled, and text back again.

You’re a ball buster, woman. – M

Soon, his phone beeped one last time.

Ah, there it is. Woman. I like that. – H

Notes

I personally think that this is a really good tenth chapter and I'm quite proud of my work here so I hope you all feel the same!
What did you all think about this chapter?

More to come very soon, I promise!

~ LMV