Not too shabby and yourself Ms. Jones?
It was good. I finished up a painting I’ve been working on for a while, so I feel accomplished.
Yerp yerp….
How was your day, Nixon?
yeah me too…chilling like a villian
Oh, that sounds like a lot of fun.
Yo sup dawg?
Jackson, hey! Oh, you know. Chillin’ the usual.
What about you?
You are officially the coolest.Nothing else matters.
Raylie smiled and shook her head, “It’s fine.” She exhaled and brought him back. He kissed him again, bringing him closer. She wrapped he arms around his neck. Raylie closed her eyes as she kissed him. She didn’t know where this would lead, but she didn’t care at the moment. Raylie was enjoying herself too much, just by kissing him. It made her wonder how good he was in bed and she wanted to find out, but she didn’t want to use him. Kissing him was differen from other guys, like he didn’t only kiss her for sex.
Raylie saw him come closer and her eyes widened when he asked her that question. No one ever asked if they could kiss her, they just did it. She nodded and sighed before his lips came in contact with hers. She kisse him back, her hand reaching the back of his neck. She stopped herself from deepening the kiss. Raylie pulled away, quicker than she should have; a smile on her face.Raylie smiled and nodded, “Yeah.” She let out a breath and began to strum the guitar. She laughed, liking the way she was playing it. It was different than using a paintbrush, but it was fun. She turned to look at Jackson and noticed he was already looking at her. She bit her lip and found herself moving closer to him. Her eyes flickering from his lips to his eyes.Jackson gulped as their eyes met and hers traveled towards his lips. He pursed his lips slightly, taking in another breath before whispering, “Can I kiss you?” His hands slid up to her cheek, laying there gently as he leaned in and closed his eyes, kissing her lips softly before pulling back and looking into her eyes.
Raylie sighed, “Sorry. That was extremely blunt.” She smiled and nodded along to what he saw saying. “That’s cool. You’re talented, I bet,” she told him. Raylie scooted closer to him, in order for it to be easier. She blushed hen his skin came in contact with…Raylie smiled and nodded, “Yeah.” She let out a breath and began to strum the guitar. She laughed, liking the way she was playing it. It was different than using a paintbrush, but it was fun. She turned to look at Jackson and noticed he was already looking at her. She bit her lip and found herself moving closer to him. Her eyes flickering from his lips to his eyes.
Raylie sighed, “Sorry. That was extremely blunt.” She smiled and nodded along to what he saw saying. “That’s cool. You’re talented, I bet,” she told him. Raylie scooted closer to him, in order for it to be easier. She blushed hen his skin came in contact with hers; mentally facepalming herself for blushing. She wasn’t one for blushing around a guy. Usually, Raylie made them blush. She didn’t know what was going on, or if she should stop it. She place her fingers where he instructed, making sure she was holding the guitar right.Raylie looked over at Jackson and her eyes widened, slightly. No guy really took the time to get to know her, not that she minded. Raylie didn’t really takenthe time to get to know them either. She bit her lip and shrugged, “What’s there to know. I’m a girl. I like to paint,…
