Chapters (30)
- Falling Together FINAL.docx
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Epilogue
Erin put her hands on her hips to try to act as if she was offended. “You think I can’t handle a little volume to my music? I might be older than you, but I’m not that old.”
“Fine. You win. I’ll put on the best music in the world.”
Blair hit a few buttons on her phone before noise that Erin would never in a million years refer to as the best music in the world started to scream from the speakers. After a few beats, the song grew on her the slightest bit, so she decided to make the most of it. She danced around the room in her towel, something she had forgotten she used to do all the time before… well, before life got so damn hard. It was fun and freeing to let her body move openly like this, so much so she didn’t even care she probably looked like a complete idiot.
“No, please.” Blair stepped in front of her and grabbed her hands. “Please tell me you’re not doing finger guns right now.”
“I’m—” Erin looked down at her fingers that were, indeed, still in the shape of tiny guns. “What? Are finger guns not rizz enough for you?” Erin was sure she wasn’t using that word correctly, but she had heard it on TikTok so many times, she figured she could use it to take the attention off of her terrible dancing.
Blair chuckled. “Please never say that again.”
Erin laughed along with her but stopped abruptly once she realized the position they were in. She and Blair were standing face to face, just inches apart, both in towels, while Blair continued to hold her hands tightly. Erin struggled to catch her breath as her heart beat out of her chest. She had done such a good job controlling herself around Blair, but what the hell was she supposed to do now? She couldn’t even form a coherent thought. Blair was essentially naked and standing right in front of her, looking at her as if she wanted to eat her up. And that was exactly what Erin wanted.
“I can’t ever stop thinking about kissing you,” Erin whispered between deep breaths. It sounded so sultry, she barely recognized her own voice.
Blair moved her gaze to Erin’s lips before looking deeply into her eyes again. She felt like she was crashing through every layer Erin had tried to put between them and staring right into her soul. “Then do it.”
“I can’t. We can’t. It’s—” Erin tried to think of all the reasons why this was a bad idea, but right now, all she could think about was finally having Blair the way she had been dreaming about.
“Just this once. It doesn’t have to mean anything. We’ll get it out of our systems and then maybe we can move on.”