go out. I have a friend who’s in a band She invited me to
watch them play tonight. I’ve never actually gone, even
though she’d invited me lots. I- would you want to go to
something like that? It’s at this brew pub. I looked it up a few
days ago, but I forgot all about it.”
“Yeah. Sure! Um- could I borrow something to wear?”
“Whatever you want. My closet and drawers are at your
disposal.”
“And you?”
“I’m at your disposal too,” Quinn giggled.
“Perfect.” Dallas rolled Quinn on top of her in one quick,
surprising move. Quinn took full advantage of the situation,
kissing Dallas on instinct.
They did exactly what Dallas sugge
sted and spent the
afternoon staying in. In bed. Even when they got up to get
ready to go out, they stayed in the shower, together, for so long
that they had to rush around Quinn’s room after, rapidly
throwing on clothes and quickly putting up their wet hair into
nearly identical high buns.
“I’m saying fuck it to the makeup,” Dallas said, checking
herself in Quinn’s mirror.
“Then I’ll say fuck it too.”
“You don’t need any. You never did.”
Quinn blushed at the compliment. “You don’t need any
either. I like you better like this. Actually, I like you better
naked on top or underneath me, but I guess that’s just
semantics.”
This time Dallas flushed. It was pretty rare to see Dallas
blush and Quinn felt herself tingle with pleasure in response.