Page 56 of Memories By the Shore
I finish a few last things and text her that I’m heading out for the day.
Me: What are you up to?
Arizona: I just got off work. Helen and I are having lemonade on the patio.
Me: I’m getting off soon. Do you want to meet me at my house? Or should I come over there?
Arizona: I’ll come over to you. I like the way your bed smells.
Me: My sheets smell like you.
Arizona: I like it that way.
Me: Me too.
Me: See you in 30 minutes?
Arizona: I’ll be there!
After reading her last text, my dick is already jumping inside my pants. If anything can get rid of this cloud, it’s sinking deep into her. She’s the light of my life and the only thing keeping these depressive episodes away.
I pull up to my house a short time later. A smile tugs on the corner of my lips when I turn onto the sloped street where her car is already there. Anxiously, I park in the two-car garage and then hop out. By the time I make it to the driveway, she’s alreadywalking up.
“Damn, I missed you,” I moan, gliding my fingertips along her bare sides. “The loose strings on these bikinis fall off so easily.”
She giggles. “I wore it in case you wanted to get in the water.”
Yanking her into me, I bury my face in her neck. The smell of her coconut shampoo is heavenly. “You know I always like to get into the water.”
She wiggles out of my embrace and slides her hand into mine. “Let’s go inside.”
“Whatever you want,” I say, leading her through the garage door.
“Where is your dad?”
I kick off my shoes while leading her upstairs to my bedroom. “He’s at an event at the house next door.”
“When will he be back?” she asks coyly, hot on my heels.
I turn to face her, opening my door from behind. “Not until late tonight.”
Avery raises her tippy toes, meeting my lips. She nibbles on my bottom lip, and I instantly stand at attention, tenting my board shorts. “I’m going to go to the bathroom.” Her eyes dart to my pants. “Be right back.”
Damn, I love how she plays. “I’ll be waiting.”
She skips into the attached bathroom in my bedroom, shutting the door behind her.
My body is heated. I can’t wait to be with her again. Hopefully, I won’t have to go slow this time. The animalistic urge she brings out of me is new and exciting. I fall onto my bed, eagerly waiting for her to return.
Avery steps out of my bathroom with a sad look on her face.
I feel a deep furrow in my brows. “Are you okay?”
She lets out a deep sigh. “Jasper, I don’t want you to think I’m checking in on you or overstepping in any way,” she begins, sitting on the side of my bed.What happened in the bathroom? Did she find something? I’m clean, and I don’t think I left a mess. “But I love you.” She avoids eye contact.
“What’s wrong?” I press, resting a hand on her bent knee.
“Are you not taking your new medication?”
