Chase smiles to himself. “Mine met at a fair. It’s a big town thing that happens in September every year still to this day. My dad had just finished a stint in the navy. At the fair that year they had a charity pageant where a bunch of ladies got to vote on who was the hunkiest. My dad entered wearing his sailor uniform, thinking he would automatically win because- who doesn’t love a guy in uniform? My mom was a judge on the panel. She was the only judge who didn’t give him a perfect score. After the event my dad confronted her. ‘Why did you give me such a lousy score?’ he asked. She said, ‘because I thought you had a boring personality.’ Well that sealed the deal. He kept asking her out until she finally said yes, and then I came along not far after.”
“I like that story.” I say. It was sweet, nice even.
“I worry though.” He says with a weary smile. “I see what my parents have, the love. Most people I meet say they aren’t sure why their parents are still together. I look at mine so differently. It feels like they still have that connection after all this time. I hope to find that with someone.”
I’m not sure how to respond. With his cute story, all I can think about is kissing him. I wonder how soft his lips would be pressed against mine. I wonder if he would be aggressive or take his time. I wonder if he’s thinking the same thing as me.
Chase turns and looks at me. The silence is killing me. I would do anything to break it. Neither of us know how to transition to a different topic. I’m not entirely sure if I want to. I want this tension to stay in the air just a little longer.
Chase turns his head back and looks at the clock. “I can drop you off in front of the field if you like.”
I lean in and kiss him softly. Our lips barely touch, but it’s enough to excite me. He looks at me with surprise and a yearning for more. He touches the side of my face, and kisses me. His lips are gentle at first. He gets more aggressive and playful with his tongue as we continue.
His hand brushes against my breast, this time on purpose. I slide across the passenger seat and straddle him. He pushes a button on the side, making the mechanical seat slowly move backwards.
He’s smiling the whole time, as the chair takes its time getting into position, and I laugh. We continue our intense make-out session. In between our lips embracing he whispers in my ear. “You know, you have a lousy personality.”
I playfully shove him and reach down for the mechanical button that lowers the top seat cushion. I hold it until the driver seat is fully down.
“I’m sure I can get you to change your mind.”
Chapter 15
It took some time, but I got to the game, fashionably late. I had to pry off Chase and talk him into driving me back. Part of me wanted to stay with Chase and see where things went.
We did not have sex.
Despite his attempts to completely seduce me, which he does very well, I didn’t want to lose my v-card that way. How many girls say they lost it in the back of some car? It seemed too cliché for me.
I do say with some shame, that I also wanted to go to the game, to see Jaxson. I’m not the type who attracts multiple guys at once, especially ones that live on the same property, but, new town, new Elle.
I feel weird thinking about three men. Despite seeming bat shit crazy, I still feel attracted to Lance. I don’t know what it is about him. He has barely spoken to me and doesn’t seem to care about me living on his property, but I feel drawn to him. Chase- is incredible. He’s that handsome guy most girls think they will never be able to have. Gorgeous, funny, lean. Then there’s Jaxson. He has the physique of an Olympus God, and the heart of a lion. He was the only one who seems to understand what it’s like to feel like you don’t deserve to be at Ryland Academy.
I’m excited to see him at the game. I wonder how the party after will go. Would he make a move? Would I let him?
Part of me almost feels like Chase planted the flag on me after our make-out session. I’m not naive enough to believe a guy like Chase Aldridge is not talking to more than one girl though. He does a good job making you feel like you’re the only one in his world when you’re with him though.
When Chase dropped me off near the stadium, I gave him one last peck. That peck turned into another- and another. I playfully pushed him away and said I had to leave. I opened the passenger side door, but before I could leave, he reached over and shut the door again. Our make-out session continued for a little, until I realized the time.
Finally, I could leave. I watched him take off down the road, fast. I could still smell his cologne on me. I loved the sensation. I keep replaying my date with Chase in my mind.
When I walk into the stadium, I find my reserved spot right away. Bryce is waving me over.
“They almost didn’t let us sit in these seats without you.” He says when I sit beside him. “I guess we don’t seem like the reserved seating type.”
“More like nosebleed area type.” Danna says, laughing.
“More like stay at home and watch television type.” I say laughing.
Bryce takes a bite of his half-eaten hotdog. “So, you missed like ten minutes of the game! WTF?”
“I was just out- with Chase Aldridge.”
Bryce looks so surprised he misses
