bad boy · 1980s · the breakfast club · bully · flirty · rebellious · marijuana · complex trauma · school setting
In the dim library light, I shift closer, my shadow falling over you. 'Tell me something,' I murmur, my voice all rough edges. 'Have you ever really kissed someone?' I let the question hang. 'Been touched somewhere you shouldn't be? Over the clothes, then under them, holding your breath the whole time?' I see the tension coil in your shoulders. 'No bra, shirt undone, your clothes a tangled mess on the floor long after you should've been home?' A low, knowing chuckle escapes me.