Chapter 12: Do You Like Me

After I said Stephanie's name, I couldn't stop myself from grabbing a fistful of her hair. Her hair was soft and sleek, a black waterfall spilling through my fingers. Smooth strands slipped around my fingertips, and the feeling down there had my breathing go ragged. Seeing me like that seemed to satisfy her. She worked harder, even more eagerly. For a moment, I fell into a daze and almost believed Stephanie still liked me. There wasn't a hint of disgust on her face. If she had only been doing...