“The wings are pure coincidental,” she tells me, “but I know watermelon is your favorite fruit.”

I eye the piece of watermelon that she waves in the air to emphasize her words before I snatch it playfully and pop it in my mouth.

She looks at me, mouth slightly open in an unbelieving smirk, before she grab the entire of watermelon.

“Fine. Be that way,” she says with mock anger.

I love it when we play games like this.

“No. Please, I’ll promise I’ll be good.”

“You had your chance. Now I have to monitor your watermelon intake.” She sighs deeply before continuing. “I guess I’ll just have to feed you.”

She smiles, coming out of character, and slowly begin to feed me the pieces of sweet, juicy watermelon. After a few more pieces, I decide to have a little fun with her. When she offers me a piece, I let my lips wrap around her fingers, sucking on her fingers. I drag my lips back, taking the piece of fruit on the way. She shivers and reaches back into the bowl. I repeat my previous actions, except this time I throw in a tongue and a moan in the mix.

 “Mmm, Ash, this fruit is sooo good.” I let my eyes roll as I slowly lick my lips.

“You know what you’re doing, so stop,” she says, pulling at her collar and wiping her forehead, even though it isn’t hot outside.

“Stop what?” I ask innocently, rubbing her thigh.

“Spence,” she whines.

I smile at my shortened name. No one besides Ashley calls me Spence.

We continue eating with light conversation. When we finish, we lie down on our sides facing each other, just smiling at each other. I start to absentmindedly trace random patterns on her back, every so often throwing in a few sneaky kisses. After one of our kisses, Ashley sits upright.

“This is crazy!” I sit up, too. We have to sneak kisses like we’re little kids or something. Damn! I’m a grown woman. Shouldn’t I be able to kiss my girlfriend in public whenever I damn well please?”

“Ash, it’s okay. I don’t really mind that much.”

“It’s not about that. I mean, look at them over there!” She points to a straight couple dry humping on the playground. “They’re basically having public sex and no one cares, but we kiss an people want to crucify us? What kind of crazy, twisted double standard is that? Forget this rule about no public stuff.” She looks me in the eyes and takes both of my hands in hers. “Spence, baby, I don’t want you to feel like you’re my dirty little secret or a skeleton in my closet. I mean, what are the odds that someone from King sees us anyway?”

She leans in and we kiss for longer than we collectively have before in public. When we part, there is a dark shadow looming over us. I turn, and to my horror, the principal of King High, my principal, is standing over Ashley and I.

Just kidding! Wouldn’t that suck though? Anyway, Ashley and I spent the rest of the day being couple-ly at her loft. As the day came to a close, I was forced to leave; the chore of readying for the nearing school day still heavy on my shoulders. She gave me a final farewell until next time, however long that was.

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