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
Marisol lay down beside her and took her hand. “I realize I’ve been teasing you about this all summer, but it’s really no big deal. It’s a crush. I know it’s all new to you since you never let yourself have them for whatever reason, but a crush doesn’t have to be the end of the world. Have fun with it. Picture her naked. When you masturbate, fantasize about her having her wicked way with you. After a while, you’ll get over it and you’ll move on to your next victim, who just might happen to be someone you actually have a chance with.” Marisol elbowed Blair playfully in the side.
Blair knew Marisol was teasing her, and it’s not like she was wrong. Of course she didn’t have a chance with Erin. Still, hearing the words spoken out loud definitely stung. She wanted all of those moments they shared to be more than just wishful thinking. She wanted to believe she wasn’t just imagining the way Erin sometimes looked at her.
“So, just have fun with it, huh?” Blair asked, trying to keep her voice as level as possible to avoid showing Marisol just how deep this crush was.
“Exactly. Since you’re the queen of fun, I’m sure you’ll have no problem with that.”
Maybe Marisol was right. Why couldn’t Blair just have fun with this? Her boss was hot and fun, and Blair got to spend time with her outside of “work.” What more could she ask for from her first job? Blair wasn’t naive enough to think there was any chance they could ride off into the sunset together, so why not enjoy whatever ride they were on right now? Plus, Marisol wasn’t wrong. This was the type of thing wet dreams were made of. If she wasn’t going to get the girl (which she obviously wasn’t), she might as well get a few orgasms out of the deal.
“You know what? You’re right.”
“Of course I’m right. I’m always right.” Marisol rolled onto her side. “Now we just need to figure out what you’re wearing today.”
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After much discussion, Blair and Marisol settled on a skimpy red bikini top and rainbow board shorts. Any questions Blair had about whether that was the right choice flew out the window when Erin arrived with her family.