Spencer's Face (Buckeye Hawks) (21 page)

I walked out of the garage
and to Senior Pole, where I usually waited on Taylor to join me. Jose was
waiting beside me, along with Dwayne and Ronnie. I could tell the guys thought
there was about to be some action. Usually when you don’t know what’s coming,
it has to do with you. Taylor walked up to us. She saw Jose’s face, then her
mouth dropped open. He still had blood dripping from his nose.

“Damn, Jose. What happened to
you?” she asked him.

“Ask your boyfriend.” he said
to her as he tossed his head my way.

What a baby! So that was his
game. He was going for the pity play. She looked at me, her mouth was still
open. She raised her eyebrows at me, telling me that said she wanted an answer.

“I hit him.” I told her. She
would hear the story soon enough anyway.

She grabbed my hand
immediately and looked at my knuckles. “Are you okay?” she asked me.

I laughed at her. “I love you,
Taylor.” I said to her. I did love her, but I was saying this one for Jose’s
benefit. I turned and walked off with her in my arm. Take that one, prick.

“I love you, too.” she said
to me.

I only hoped that Jose heard
that one. I wanted him to hear that one. I led Taylor to another one of our
little make out spots. I kissed her as I pushed her against the wall.

She pushed me away slightly,
so she could talk to me. “Do you want to tell me what that was about?” she
asked me.

I shook my head. “Some things
you don’t need to know.”

“Zane will tell me.” she said
defiantly.

“He wasn’t there.” I told her
smugly.

“No, but he’ll be finding out
right about now. And, I’ll ask him in English, which we just happen to have
next, together. We sit at the same desk. So you tell me, or he will.” She
threatened playfully.

She had me there. She would
find out. Zane would tell her. “He said he was going to pop your cherry.” I
almost whispered to her. I hated saying those words out loud to her.

Her mouth dropped open, then
her face filled with anger. “Did you hit him hard?”

“Twice.” I told her. I was so
proud to tell her that I’d hit him for her. I hadn’t hit a guy in years. I’d
gone through a violent stage right after my parents died, getting into several fights
at school. Aunt Janel sent me to counseling. I hated it, so I stopped getting
into fights.

She kissed me on the lips
softly. I loved her lips. “Thanks.”

“He also said that he felt
your tits.” I ventured there. I hated myself for wanting to know, but I needed
to know. I watched her face.

Her face flooded with total
guilt. I knew Jose was telling the truth now. I doubted it before, but now I
knew. I pulled away from her and put my arms to my side. I was so upset that
he’d actually put his hands on her. I hated the fact that she’d let him. Damn,
I wished so badly that he was lying. I started to walk away. I knew I wasn’t
being fair to her, but I couldn’t help myself right now.

She grabbed me by the arm and
pulled me back toward her. I looked at her face. “Not like you did.” she said.

“What does that mean? There’s
only one way, Taylor.” I told her. I wasn’t giving in. I felt like she’d
cheated on me, even though I didn’t really know her when she was dating him.

“Not under.” She clarified
for me. “I stopped him before he got that far. And, I’ve never touched his…”

She stopped speaking before
she embarrassed herself. I smiled at her. Damn that made me feel so good. Jose
didn’t get under her bra like I had today at lunch. And, she’d never touched
his dick. I was jealous of him for having sex already, but he hadn’t had sex
with Taylor. That made me feel better about things. I kissed her, then we went
our separate ways.

I ran into Jose again on the
way to my Chemistry class. “How’d that work out for you?” I asked him snidely. I
had to rub it in. I hated this guy. “You know? If it was anyone but Taylor that
play might have worked.”

He pushed me up against the
lockers. No words, just an incredibly threatening look. I laughed at him. I
knew he wouldn’t hit me out here in the open. We’d get reported, and we’d both
be benched from the games. He’d never risk getting benched from the games. He
was going for a football scholarship. That was his only shot at college. He
wasn’t going to earn any other kind of scholarship.

“Remember what I told you.”
he threatened me.

I laughed again as he walked
off to his next class. I was feeling pretty cocky. Taylor loved me. I knew she
didn’t love him. I didn’t know why she loved me, but I was so glad that she
did.

After school, I usually lifted
weights with the team, and ran. I couldn’t actually practice with them yet. Another
couple of weeks and I’d be back to normal. After practice, we talked with Zane
and Mary for a few minutes, then I drove to my house. I liked driving Taylor’s
car, and she didn’t mind me driving it. She’d even added me to her insurance as
a driver. We walked in my house and I called out to my aunt. “Aunt Janel. We’re
home.”

I didn’t bring Taylor in
every night, but several times a week. Todd and Janel were getting to know her
really well, and they really liked her. I didn’t hear an answer. I checked the
garage. Todd’s car was gone. Maybe they left to go somewhere. We walked in the
kitchen to find a note stuck to the fridge. “Out to a work party. Be back
around ten.”

“That sounds like fun.”
Taylor said.

I grabbed her around the
waist. “You know what sounds like even more fun?” I kissed her on the neck.

“No. What?” she asked,
kissing me back.

“Making out with the girl I
love, on my bed.” I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom. A couple of
weeks ago, this would have scared her. Today, she was a little more at ease
with me. I lied her on my bed, then lied down beside her. We faced each and
kissed for a while. I rolled her to her back, then put my hands under her
shirt. She was wearing a T-shirt and shorts. I tugged at her shirt. “Take this
off.”

I was chancing it. I knew
that. She pulled her shirt off over her head. I put my hand under her bra and
rubbed. I kept kissing her. Damn, it felt so good to be rubbing her. I was
getting so hot touching her. “Do you want the bra off, too?” she asked between
kisses.

Oh, that was a stupid
question. “Yes.” I whispered to her, even though I could barely speak.

She slid the shoulder straps
off and slid it down to her stomach. I’d never seen her naked before. I could
only stare at her. She was so beautiful. I’d seen several pictures of naked
girls before, on the internet and in the locker room, but Taylor was the
prettiest one I’d ever seen. She turned the bra around and unhooked it. “Take
your shirt off.” She said.

I pulled my shirt off, then
placed my chest on top of hers. Oh man, I loved the feel of her tits against my
bare chest. It felt too good. I was getting harder. I wanted sex with Taylor so
much. It was hard to contain myself. I knew I had to. It was her choice how far
we went. All I could do was go along for the ride. Of course, I could coax her
some. “I love this, Taylor. Can we go further?” I asked her.

She shook her head. Darn it.
I continued kissing her. I slid my hand to the front of her shorts. I tried to
slide it down inside her shorts, but she stopped me with her own hand.

“I loved it when you touched
me this morning. Let me make you feel good too.” I explained myself. I did want
her to feel the same thing I’d felt this morning. Of course, I wouldn’t mind
feeling it again myself. But then again, I was about to feel it again anyway. I
slid my hand down to her shorts again. I rubbed her stomach right above her
shorts, then tried to slide my hand inside again.

She stopped me dead in my
tracks, with a slap to my hand, then she held my hand. “I can’t, Spencer. I’m
on my period.” She said.

Damn! I pulled my hand away
quickly. I wouldn’t be trying that again anytime soon. “I’m sorry.” I said to
her. I kissed her again. I can’t believe she just told me that. Wasn’t that a
little too much information? Of course, I was trying to slide my hand down
there. That would have been even more embarrassing for her, I guessed. But even
more embarrassing than when I came all over her hand this morning? Maybe I
wasn’t being fair. I didn’t know a lot about girls’ periods. I never needed to
know much. I knew it came once a month for about a week. “How much longer?”

“Another three or four days.”
She said as if she was embarrassed. “I’m sorry. I hate talking about that
stuff, even with other girls. But I didn’t want you to find out for yourself.”

I rubbed her tits as I kissed
her even more. “So, in another three or four days, can we have sex?” I asked
her. Please say yes. I wanted her to say yes.

“I’m really not ready, Spencer.”
she let me down easily, or she tried to. “Remember when we first started going
out? You told me that you’d never pressure me.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry.” I
told her. I really didn’t want to push her. I wanted her to be ready, but I
didn’t want to push her. I’d be no better than her other boyfriends if I did
that. “Taylor, we need to stop again.”

“Okay.” She said, then sat
up. She put her bra back on, and then her shirt. I hated to see that happen.

I put my shirt back on, then
kissed her. “I love you.”

“Will you still love me in
another couple of months when I still haven’t put out?” she asked.

“Yes, I will. I’ll still want
you though. So you tell me when you’re ready.” I assured her as I pulled her
close to my chest. “Hey do you want to play some music? I’ve started on another
song.”

“Did you send the last one
in?” she asked me, excitedly. She was always interested in my songwriting. I
loved it that she liked being with me. She was a fun girl, aside from being so
cute that I could barely stand it.

“I did. I haven’t heard
anything yet.”

“I should go. I’m supposed to
be home before ten on the weekdays.” She said.

I kissed her long and hard, then
released her. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Text me when you get home.”

It was our ritual. I had to
make sure that she made it home safely. I probably should be the one driving
her around, but I didn’t want to spend my money on a car right now. I wanted to
save it for college. My mom and dad made sure that I had plenty of money before
they died. My dad was a financial planner and he had everything set before they
were killed. Todd and Janel put the money in an account for me. I’d get a lump
sum when I turned eighteen, too, from their life insurance.

Oh my god. I’d never told a
guy that I was on my period before in my life. Hell, I hadn’t told too many
girls. So embarrassing. I had to tell my gym teacher once, Ms. Jacobs, because
we were supposed to be swimming. I’d forgotten tampons and was using the stupid
pads at school. No way in hell could I go swimming. And, that almost
embarrassed me half to death. In fact, I didn’t even tell my mom when I
started. She just assumed that I’d started by now, since I was seventeen now.
She bought tampons every week, because my two sisters younger than me started
theirs right after I did.

Somehow, I felt closer to Spencer
with him knowing though. I kind of liked the feeling of him knowing. Like we
were in tune with each other now.

On Saturday, I went to Spencer’s
house. I did that almost every weekend. They had a pool. We swam and laid out.
In Arizona that was a typical weekend. And, there wasn’t much else to do in
Palo Verde. My family didn’t have a pool. We swam in the well from time to time
though. I took my bikini with me. As we laid out together, talking, we held
hands. Janel and Todd came out to swim. I quickly released his hand. I felt
funny with public displays of affection in front of adults.