“It wouldn’t have been as good as it was.” Madison squints as the sun shines brightly in her eyes. “And you never would have made that catch if you had to think about it all day.”
I reach over and turn the radio up. I hate admitting when my sister is right so I’m deflecting. I see Madison shaking her head out of the corner of my eye. I wish I could be more like Madison in some ways. We look just alike; really the only difference is our hair color. Mine is brown with lighter brown highlights while Madison has brown hair but with darker brown highlights. So just by looking at us you wouldn’t be able to tell us apart. Personality wise though we are complete opposites. I’m quieter, always looking at the bigger picture wondering what if and I’m told I forgive too easily. It’s true, I do. I hate when my life isn’t in perfect order and I hate drama so I’ll go over and above just to make the situation at hand better for everyone, even at my own expense. Madison, on the other hand, is outgoing. She doesn’t wonder about consequences, she lives in the moment. She also doesn’t let people walk all over her, if something pisses her off she’ll tell you off immediately and not think twice about it.
Pulling into the parking lot of the pizza shop Madison shuts the car off but doesn’t get out right away. “You did really good, Macy. I’m proud of you.”
I smile. “Thanks, Madison.” It means a lot that she is proud of me. It felt kind of good to come out of my shell for those few minutes.
Alexa taps on my window, “You coming?”
I reach for the door handle and climb out of the car. The three of us go in and order a pizza to eat there and grab three to go for the boys. The lady looked at us like we were crazy until we told her who they were for. Their pizza was on the house. That’s what people in this town do for the three superstars.
There is a movie playing in the background while the three of us are lying around on Alexa’s couch, blankets surrounding us, waiting for the boys to come back from the field with the coaches and team starters.
“Are you guys packed for our trip to the beach tomorrow?” Alexa asks before taking a sip of her water.
Madison throws her head back and laughs, “What do we need? I don’t plan on needing much…or wearing much for that matter. I plan on being on my back with a dick between my legs.”
Alexa laughs along with her and I roll my eyes, “Shut up. No one wants to hear about you screwing Cash.”
Madison throws a piece of popcorn at me and I catch it in my mouth. “You know Landon’s not going to let you wear any clothes either, so I don’t know why you’re acting all shy.”
And she’s right again. Landon hates any form of clothes and if he had it his way neither of us would ever wear any. His mom says for the first five years he rarely wore clothes. I don’t mind that he doesn’t like wearing clothes. I actually prefer that he doesn’t wear any so I can ogle him any time I want.
“Isn’t that where you lost your virginity during our sophomore year, Macy?” Alexa probes.
“I think we all did.” Madison laughs. “I lost mine in the driveway.”
I feel the flush building up. That was the best night of my life and I’ll remember it, even when I am old and have grandkids running around.
Madison ohh’s and ahh’s. She knows the details, I had to tell someone. Alexa knows some but not as much as my sister.
“Yeah,” I say then look away seeming interested in the tv suddenly.
Landon was so gentle and careful with me. He knew how nervous I was, how afraid I was that it was going to hurt. It wasn’t ideal although nothing really ever is with Landon.
We were out lying in the hammock under the stars. It was quiet, the only noise that could be heard was from the bugs. Cash and Madison were in the room they were staying in probably fooling around. Steven and Alexa were out on the deck talking, lost in their own world.
Landon pulled me so that I’m lying on top of him. My legs straddled his hips. He pushed his hips up and I moaned into his mouth and pushed back down.
He put both of his hands on either side of my face. “Baby, we have to stop.”
I was breathless and my body was taken over with need. It was different than it normally was. A good kind of different.
“I don’t want to.”
Landon moaned against my lips. We rolled and he was on top of me again. I loved the feel of his body against mine. His hand slipped under my shirt. Goosebumps spread over my skin and I arched my back into his touch needing more, wanting more.
Before I knew it my shirt was gone along with my bra. We were chest to chest, nothing separated us. Landon’s hand skimmed down my sides and his fingers dipped into the waist band of my jeans. He got to the button and flicked it open. My breaths started coming in pants.