On Heartbreak Ridge: Movie Trilogy Prequel Novella (The Movie Trilogy) Read Free Page B

skirt.
    He slid his hand up my stomach, dropping his mouth to my chest.
    Ugh! My boobs are too small! My nipples look like mosquito bites!
    “Trevor-”
    Holy hell, his mouth was on my breast. He pulled the cup of my tiny bra down, and began sucking.
    Kiss him until I felt it in my skirt? I couldn’t focus on one sensation. His hands were on my legs, his mouth on my breast, and…
    Beyonce instructed “to the left” and, on cue, Trevor moved to my left breast.
    I almost moaned.
    “ Does this feel good? ”
    What? He was on me, and I opened my eyes, nodding quickly.
    “Yes! But-”
    He was back at it again.
    Wait. Wait . Weren’t there… bases… or something? We had only kissed for about a minute, and now he was sucking on my boobs. Or, rather, trying to locate the area where my boobs would eventually grow.
    Was I going too fast? Being a whore?
    “Trevor, stop,” I finally exhaled, and he moved away. I shoved my shirt down, my eyes darting to him nervously.
    “Sorry. Too fast. I can’t help it, you’ve got amazing tits.”
    Okay, now I knew he was full of shit. There was nothing amazing about my non-existent cleavage. My chest looked like the pale dead people from long ago with two coins placed over their eyes.
    “ Just kissing, okay?”
    He grinned. And we kissed.
    For about forty-five minutes, non-stop, until Theresa was pounding on the door, saying she was ready to leave.
    The Sunday matinee show was weirdly uncomfortable. Trevor was tongue-tied and kept messing up his lines, and I felt absolutely nothing in our kissing scenes except his sweaty palms on my face.
    We didn’t talk much that day… or that week… and by his graduation, I wondered what the fuck had happened. Had I let him do too much, too fast? Was I not a good kisser? Did he like someone else?
    “Let it go, Viv. He’s eighteen. Too old for you anyway.”
    Theresa; always my rock.
    I finally shrugged it off. Who knew what he was thinking? Boys made absolutely no sense.
    I decided, from that point on, I wanted a boy who wasn’t afraid to tell me what he was thinking. One that wasn’t afraid to lay it on the line, the good and the bad.
    I didn’t want a boy, I wanted a man .
    A man who would want me as much as I wanted him.

Inherit the Wind
    K
    “Keaton! Wait up.”
    Robin jogged over to me just outside our high school, and my best friend, Drew, flashed her a lewd look.
    “Hey Rob bie,” Drew whined, and Robin flipped him the finger.
    I gave Drew a warning glare before turning back to my sister. “Robin, I’m going to be late.”
    “You’re gonna be late for what, screwing Amy Raleigh behind the bleachers? Just give me five fucking minutes.”
    I paused just outside the school, rolling my eyes.
    “Fine. What?”
    “It’s Mom.” She lowered her voice, shifting her backpack on her shoulder. I narrowed my eyes, leading her away from Drew and my other friends.
    “What’s wrong now?”
    “Luke has some kind of science fair tonight at school. Mom was already half in the bag when I went home to check on her at lunch.”
    My irritation prickled. Narrowing my eyes, I glanced back at the school.
    “Can’t he skip it?”
    “It’s important to him,” she argued, glaring. “And I already committed to babysitting.”
    “I have to work too-”
    “But Old Man Jarrod will understand. If I cancel on Mrs. Carson tonight, she can’t take her shift at the hospital.”
    She looked up at me expectantly, and I knew that she was right.
    “Fuuuck.” I exhaled slowly, rolling my eyes. “Fine. When and where?”
    “The junior high. At six.”
    “What about Grandpa?”
    She tightened her grip on her backpack. “You know he won’t leave Mom alone, not like that.”
    “Fine,” I repeated, not even trying to mask my irritation. “Tell him I’ll be there.”
    “Keat, you have to promise-”
    “I promise,” I snapped. When her expression sobered, I softened my voice. “I promise. Robin, thank you for telling me. I don’t want Luke to be