Chapter 20: Meeting the Real Adam

We go home to Adam’s hometown for the 4th time this summer. It’s just for the weekend. Adam always acts weird whenever we go to his parents. At first I thought it was because his Mom didn’t like me, but our relationship has grown so much. We talk every week and always have a great time when we visit. Then I thought he didn’t want to see his siblings but that can't be true because he is always off doing stuff with them, now I’m starting to think he is either embarrassed of me or there is someone or something about his past he is embarrassed by. I’m leaning more towards his past because we never go see any old friends, but when I go home, we always go out one night with whoever is home and around.

“What are you thinking about?” I hear Adam ask and I am brought out of my head and back to the car as we drive into Oakville.

“Just about you,” I reply, Adam looks surprised.

“Oh yeah, what about?” Here we go, I'm not sure I really want to fight but here goes.

“Just how you always act differently when we come here.” Adam’s brow furrows.

“No, I don’t, do I? Maybe a little, it’s just, uh, never mind.” Looking out the window so I don’t have to see his reaction as I ask because I’m not sure I can bear it if he says yes.

“Are you embarrassed by me?” Adam is quick to reply.

“NO, why would you think that?”

“I don’t know because we never visit any friends, we practically spend the entire weekend being held up by your parents.”

“That's just because I didn’t think you’d want to hang out with them.” Confused, I turned to look at him.

“Why?”

“Well, at my surprise party, I kept saying I wanted to introduce you but then you were nowhere to be found. Plus I wasn’t like you, I’m not friends with the entire town.”

“Okay that's not true you would get caught up talking so instead of standing there like a creep I went to find our other friends. You know what, forget I asked.” I sharply say as I turn to look out the window again trying to pull my body away from Adam. Adam’s voice raises slightly.

“Are you mad?” I whip my head to glare at him as I answer.

“I feel like you don’t want me to see your true past, even though mine is all out there in the wind like dirty laundry. I do want to meet all of your friends.”

“Wow, you’re bothered by this. Okay, fine we can go for drinks or something.” Adam snaps back.

“Forget it, we’re here, let's not argue in front of your parents, we’ll have a lovely visit with them like always,” I say it with a fake sweet voice. Adam stops the car; I go to get out and he locks the door. I turn to give him a dirty look. I hit the unlock and opened the door.

“Wait.” He asks.

“For what?” I snap back but I get back in the car.

“So when I was a teenager I only really had 2 great friends I didn’t date a lot, we didn’t party a lot, and I was kind of a loser because there were so many siblings we weren’t allowed to do a lot of activities, I danced and I loved it, but I never told anyone. My old classmates and friends don’t know I’m in a dance academy now. I’m a little embarrassed of my life here and in Toronto. Not of you but of school.” Adam confesses looking down at his hands. I don’t know what to say. I was not expecting that.

“But you walk around campus, the bars with so much confidence,” I ask slightly confused.

“Yeah, I get to be a new person there, same interest, same personality, but I get to be me because no one cares if I dance in Toronto. And no one knows who I was before I got there, and no one cares who I used to be. They just want to know who I am now.” Adam tells me still not looking at me.

“Oh, Adam you’re not a loser babe, you were just a different person, I don’t care how many friends you had or what people thought of you. I make my own opinion of people and if who you are when we are in Toronto is who you want to be, I love him. But I would love him more if I knew who he was around his 2 friends. I love all of you, no matter what, your past is called a past for a reason. You never judged me on mine, and you know I won’t judge you.” I told him. Adam leans over cups my cheeks with his hands gently pulls my face to his to steal a kiss. When he pulls away, he whispers.

“I love you too” Smiling, I lean forward, quickly give Adam a peck on the cheek, then exit the car.

“Let’s go in before your family starts judging us for staying in the car for so long,” I shout back at Adam. We walk in the front door, and Craig and Jannah come over to give us both a big hug. We all say hello, and exchange the quick small talk before the boys head into the living room and take their usual spots. Jannah helps me take our bags upstairs. Once alone upstairs out of earshot, I turn to Jannah.

“Jannah before we go back downstairs can I ask you something?”

“Of course, hunny, anything that’s on your mind?” She sweetly replies.

“It's about Adam, whenever we come home, he never wants to see any of his old friends and never talks about anyone.” I slowly ask her without actually asking anything.

“Have you asked Adam about it?” She questions, I take a big sigh.

“Yes, I asked him about it. He said he was a loser in high school and lives 2 lives.”

“Well Adam has always been a homebody, he has a few good friends from high school, we never talk about him dancing because boys don’t typically dance, although there were 3 other boys who danced with him the whole way through, but he is so talented he shouldn’t be ashamed. But he also was very shy and if he ever had a girlfriend we never met any of them but Molly if I can be honest at first when we found out about the two of you I was worried for my boy. When we first met I didn’t like the idea of you because you bring out this other side of him,” I’m not sure I want to hear this she thinks I ruined her boy.

“But the more you are together the more I realize you are perfect for him, you bring out the real Adam the Adam he wants to be don’t let his past haunt his future.”

“Thanks, but how do I make him see that?” Another voice answers from behind me.

“Make who sees what?” I turn around to see Adam’s sister standing in the doorway.

“Are you talking about my nerd of a brother? Honestly, what do you see in him?” Jannah swats at Hayley.

“Hayley, be nice. Adam is not a nerd, he’s smart and talented which you would know if you came around more.” Hayley walks into the room, hugs Jannah then turns to me.

“Molly, are you finally realizing you are better than Adam?”

“Hayley it’s so good to meet you in person. We were just talking about who your brother was when he lived here.” Hayley smiles, but it's as though she didn’t even hear the first part of what I said, he just wants to dis her brother.

“Oh, let's go get a drink and I’ll fill you in on high school Adam.” We all walk downstairs and into the kitchen, Hayley gets us all a drink, and motions for me to join her out in the backyard. Jannah stays inside.

“So, what do you want to know?”

“Everything, Adam’s told me bits and pieces but doesn't talk about his social life from here.”

“That's because he barely has one, he was friends with these 2 boys who all still live here in Oakville. Trent and Brian. The 3 of them did everything together and when he wasn’t with them, he would be with these other boys from his dance academy dancing. He would always lie and say he was at my grandma’s although they wouldn’t have cared. As for social events he rarely went, he never had a girlfriend. He was awkward, and never really fit in here. I don’t know what he was like when he was with those other boys though.”

“But he is so social now.”

“Yeah because he has been able to start a new life. Maybe, the life he wants to live. One where he is not a loser for dancing, he has more than 3 friends and now a girlfriend he lives with.”

“Honestly Hayley he couldn’t have gone out, he always goes out, hell we met at a bar. What did he do with his friends, the ones from his high school?”

“I don’t know exactly what they did when they weren’t here. I mean they didn’t hang out here a tun and when they did they would watch sports or play road hockey, like they acted just like the other guys at school, but they just weren’t social people. like I never saw them at parties, they never went to the school events.”

“Hayley that doesn’t make them losers, maybe it just wasn’t their thing. How often did Adam dance?”

“I don’t know a lot. He practiced a couple of times during the week and would compete once a month. I will give him credit. I know he is very talented. I just like to give him a hard time.”

“Still I don’t know why he never takes me to meet his friends. He’s met all of mine, even some of my exes, and heard all sorts of stories about me, I was kind of a reckless teen.”

“Well, why don’t we invite the guys over for a drink?”

“Don’t you think Adam will be mad?” Just then the door opens Adam. He rolls his eyes.

“Hey, did I see you met Molly, why are you girls sitting out here? Drinking even.” I smile at Adam and take a sip just as Hayley puts her arm around me.

“Oh, big brother don’t worry I only told her true stories about the Adam I know and love.” Adam does not look impressed.

“Hayley, what did you say?”

“Nothing she didn’t already know besides she’s still here isn’t she geese relax.”

“Adam relax.” I stand up, walk over to him, and slide my arm around his waist.

“It was just some girl talk.” He puts an arm around my shoulders, kisses my temple then whispers.

“Please don’t judge me.” I go up on my tippee toes and lightly kiss his cheek.

“I told you I never will, I love you.” Adam looks down at me, smiles, and leans down kissing my lips as if it might be our last kiss.

“Eww get a room.” I can feel Adam raise a hand off me and towards the direction Hayley was sitting. I can guess it is to give her the finger. He hardens the kiss until I pull away out of breath.

“Aren’t you two just adorable, all lovey-dovey, you're gonna make me barf.”

“Shut up Hayley.” I just giggle, as Adam grabs my hand and heads towards the hammock. Hayley gets up and walks inside shaking her head. Adam and I lay on the hammock. Adam wraps his arms around me pulling me close to him.

“What's up with you? Don't you like Haley and I talking?”

“That depends on what you're talking to my sister about.” I laugh yet say nothing.

“What you're not going to tell me?”

“Adam you should know by now girl talk stays with the girls.” Adam snuggles his head into my neck fluttering kisses, pulling at the collar of my shirt. trailing kisses on my collarbone. I tilt my head to let Adam have better access. As I do, he reaches up my shirt tickling me uncontrollably. Laughing I struggle to tell him to stop. Adam doesn't let up.

“What will it take for you to stop?” Adam doesn't answer, he just keeps tickling me. I get free and roll on Top of him. still laughing Adam starts to tickle me again.

“Ah Adam OK OK whatever you want just stop I'm gonna pee.”

“Tell me what Haley said.”

“She was just being a typical sister telling me stories of when you were in high school.”

“Why is my past so important to you?”

“I just feel like I have all this baggage and a wild crazy past that is completely out there but yours is this secret mystery that makes it even more compelling.”

“Molly I've told you already I wasn't like you as a teenager and you've got a few years on me in life skills. I was ashamed of my dancing, so my high school friends didn't know about it, we were kind of outcasts. I never had time for girls, and I was always afraid to get close to anyone because then they would find out about my extracurricular activity.”

“Why are you so embarrassed that you dance? you are so talented and none of our friends give you a hard time.”

“People here are different if you weren't a jock, a stoner, or a prep you were a nobody. I fell into the nobody category. Yeah, we played street hockey and got good grades, but nobody knew me. I wasn't popular, to be honest back then I didn't care. I had my good friends, we always had fun and I had some dance friends too.”

“Adam you know I don't care if you were popular or not or what category you were put into, I just want to meet your old friend, see where you hung out, listen to the few of you talk about the time you dared each other to do something or the time you pulled an all-nighter and gamed all night or the time you drink for the first time. I want to meet your friends. let your past meet your present and for you to be proud of who you are today.” I lean down, gently kiss Adam, slide off of him, and snuggle back into his side. We lay here like this no longer saying a word. I decided to drop this subject. His family has painted a picture of his past and I will have to live with it. Adam reaches into his pocket, pulls out his phone, and calls someone while lying here with me.

“Hey man how's it going? . . . yeah, I'm home for the weekend . . . yeah . . . that's cool . . . right on. Hey, so I was thinking you want to come by my parents tonight to have a fire and some drinks? yeah, my girlfriend is here to bring yours we can all meet . . . nice to see you at like 7/8 ish. yeah, I'll call him bye.” Adam doesn't move; he hangs up and instantly makes a second call.

“Hey what's happening? . . right on, listen I'm home for the weekend thinking you should swing by for a fire and drink tonight. . . OK . . . yeah around 7/8?. . cool, see ya.” Adam hangs up, puts away his phone and ever so casually starts talking to me.

“So my friends will be here tonight. You can meet them and we can move on from this.” I smile and nod and say nothing. We just finished dinner with Adam's family when he headed out back to start setting up for a fire. Jannah looks at me and smiles.

“This is a big step for him, Molly. you push him to come out of his shell.” I don't know what to say. I smile, grab 2 beers out of the fridge then head out back. I walk over to Adam, hand him a beer then sit in a chair to watch him work.

“Have you started a fire before?”

“Yes, why?”

“Curious, that's all.” Adam gets the fire going and joins me in the chair beside me. We didn't talk, we just watched the fire. I'm not sure what he's thinking. If he is nervous or what about his friends coming over but I don't want to make a big deal, so I just stare at the fire. my mind starts to wander about school starting about how life is going to change again in a few days. I am wondering how hard this year will be but looking forward to dancing to see if Stage Masters has helped or hindered my talent. I snap out of my train of thought when I hear the gate open to the backyard. Adam nearly jumps out of his chair and turns to greet whoever it is. I stand up also and wait for Adam.

“Hey buddy what's up?” Adam extends his hand to shake and the guy pulls him in for a man hug.

“Good to see you, man.” The guy extends his hand to me. I shake his hand.

“Hello.”

“Hey how's it going I'm Brian.”

“Molly, nice to meet you.” Just then more people walk back, a girl and a guy.

“Adam my boy what up buddy?”

“Not too much, you know Livin the dream. Who did you bring with you?”

“Sorry, this is my lady Annabelle, and who is this pretty thing with you?” Adam shakes Annabelle's hand and then grabs my hand to pull me closer.

“The one and only Molly.” I extend my hand to the guy, but he comes in for a hug.

“Nice to finally meet you, I’m Trent and we thought you might not be real.” Everyone chuckles Annabelle hits Trent.

“Be nice Babe, you don't want to scare her.”

“It's all good I was thinking the same thing about you guys.” Trent punches Adam's shoulder.

“I like her already. So, man, how have you been?” Everyone gathers around the fire sits down and grabs their drinks. The guys start talking, catching up on each other's lives, making jokes at each other's expense. I head inside to get a refill. When I come back out, I pass Adam another beer and then go sit next to Annabelle. She smiles at me.

“So, Annabelle, how long have you and Trent been together?”

“Oh like 3 years now what about you and Adam?”

“Almost a year.”

“A year and we're just meeting for the first time? Is this your first time in Oakville with him?”

“Oh no I've been here a few times.”

“Oh, why haven't we met before now?”

“I'm not sure. So are you in school?”

“I just finished a 2-year educational assistant certificate. What about you?”

“I've gone back to school. I have a degree in tourism marketing but decided I would rather be a Dance Academy trainer or physiotherapist for dancers. I'll be entering my second year.”

“Your program at Toronto's Dance Academy is a change. Why did you decide to do that?” I look over at Adam who looks relaxed, and happy, his face full of laughter.

“For personal reasons, I lost someone very close to me, I re-evaluated my life and it led me there.” “ I'm sorry, so how did you and Adam meet?”

“Oh, he never told you that story?”

“No you know boys they just say the simple yeah we got to meet in Toronto through common friends.” I glare at Adam who catches my eyes and gets a furrowed brow.

“What did I do now?”

“We met through common friends?”

“Uh, is that what I said? Am I getting thrown to the wolves, Annabell? I thought we were friends?” Annabelle laughs and shrugs her shoulders.

“What can I say chicks before dicks? So what’s the real story because by your reaction there is a story.”

“Yeah Adam, tell them how we met?”

“Sorry, we met at a bar.”

“Oh god you're so boring, let me tell you the real story.” I go into full storytelling mode. Relive the entire night, bathroom experience. Annabelle looks towards Adam.

“Aww how sweet you protected her in the toilet.” We all laugh, I continue to tell them how I called him bathroom boy until I find out his real name, the guys think it's hilarious and start calling him it for a bit.

“Okay, so when did you start dating?” We look at each other, and Adam answers.

“We hung out a few times, I didn’t think she was interested, but then she was begging me to go out with her, throwing herself at me and I felt bad for her so I finally said yes.” Jaws dropped and I shook my head.

“Yeah, you wish buddy.”

“Oh admit it, you wanted me from the moment I watched the stall door.”

“Maybe so, but you made it pretty easy for me.” I giggle as I say it, and everyone else laughs with me. Adam grabs at his heart as if it's pained by my response. Trent grabs Adam dramatically.

“Someone get this guy's ego another drink, it's been shot.”

The night continued just as I wanted everyone exchanging stories, laughing, and drinks going down. It is so nice to see Adam with his old friend, but I’m not sure what he was worried about. This is exactly what it's like with my friends except there is double the amount of people. as the night carries on Brian comes up with the idea to play a game. Adam and I look at each other. Games can sometimes get a little crazy and I have lived a pretty adventurous life, not that I’m ashamed but shit could get crazy real, real fast.

“Okay, I’ve got the perfect game to play 2 truths and a lie.” Alright this should be fun, Brain goes first “Okay, I throw up on rides, I can get any girl I want, I hate clowns.” Adam shakes his head, “You could make it a little harder man, this is easy, you can’t get any girl you want.” We all agree with Adam.

“Fine, I guess it was a dead giveaway. Adam, your turn, show us how it's done then.”

“Okay let me think . . . okay I got it, I did the CN Tower skywalk, I got in a bar fight because of Molly, and I’m going into my fourth year at the Toronto Dance Academy.” I smile but say nothing because I immediately know the lie, his friends seem confident they know the lie too. I watch as they whisper to each other about what they think the lie is. Smiling Adam asks.

“So what are you thinking? Molly doesn't answer.” I put my finger and thumb to my lip and pretend to zip my lips shut.

“Dance Academy.” Trent blurts out.

“I agree with Trent, no way you’ve been at a dance academy for 4 years and not told us.” I look at Adam with a small pout, worried about what his reaction will be but ready to support him no matter what. Adam keeps a smile on his face and turns to me.

“Babe, will you do the honors?” I give him an Are you sure? kind of look and he nods. I stand up and walk over to Adam, facing the other three.

“Sorry boys, you're wrong. Adam has never done the CN Tower skywalk, he does attend the Toronto Dance Academy with me. And he is amazing. He won the winter showcase last year, and this coming year he will assist our professors with teaching a class. You really should see him dance. It's breathtaking.” I turn towards Adam with a beaming smile because I am so proud of him at the moment. I give him a peck on the cheek. Trent and Brain look at each other, shock written all over their faces. Trent speaks first.

“Man, Adam, you've been going to a dance school for 4 years?” Adam nods, I can't read the expression on his face, nervous mixed with embarrassment I think, Adam rubs the back of his neck.

“Yeah I have, I know super lame right? Let the roasting begin.” The guys just sit here silently obviously taking it all in. I can't take it anymore. I want to know what everyone's thinking.

“It’s not lame, if it wasn’t for the academy we might not have met.” I protest.

“Molly, I know I’m grateful for that,” Adam says looking up with a weak smile, no doubt wishing he didn't tell his friends. Finally, the guys say something.

“Okay, so what made you apply and attend dance school?” Brian cuts Adam off before he can reply.

“Wait, why not tell us?”

“Okay here it is, I have been dancing all my life, that’s why I was always gone growing up, I didn’t spend all that time with my Grandparents. I’m really good, I got scouted for the academy they offered me a free ride, they also have an amazing physiotherapy, personal trainer, sports management, and sports training/injury programs so I have already got my personal trainer diploma, and now I’m majoring in sports injury and repair and minor in Modern dance.”

“That’s cool man, whatever makes you happy. We would never judge you. We never do it in any way so what if you dance? Just one more thing that makes you one of us.” Adam smiles and nods in contentment.

“Okay moving on Annabelle it's your turn.”

“Fine, here it goes… I have been fired from 3 jobs, I said no to Trent’s proposal, I can get lost anywhere I go.” Hmm, boys are so strange, they never hold grudges, they don’t judge, they just move forward, oh wait I was supposed to be listening to Annabelle, I heard it right, I was listening even though I was thinking of something else. Everyone is looking at me…

“The second one??” Annabelle smiles.

“Any other guesses?” Trent shrugs his shoulders. Brian and Adam look at each other then nod at each other but stay silent. Trent and Annabelle exchange a look and Annabelle giggles.

“Wrong Trent did propose to me a few weeks ago, I said no because he was drunk and proposed with a ring pop.” We all laugh, Trent stands up and bows as he has just performed of a lifetime. The boys start hooting and harling, egging him on.

“Okay, Molly your turn let's hear what you got.”

“How can I follow that . . . wait I got it (with a huge smile on my face). I've lived in 4 different cities in my life, I used to work at a strip club, and I have a tattoo on my left butt cheek.” All 3 of Adam’s friends look at him, but he has a solid poker face on. Brain rubs his chin then makes a guess.

“Okay I’ll be the one to say it, no way you were a stripper, I mean you're hot and all, but I just don’t see it.”

Mimicking Adam’s serious poker face I say nothing.

“Okay Annabelle, Trent, any guesses?” The two of them are whispering about their answer when Annabelle throws up her arms as Trent laughs and says, “Let us see your left butt cheek. I don’t believe you.” Laughing I stand up and go to undo my pants. Adam stands in front of me.

“Nothing to see here Trent is correct, no tattoo on either butt cheek. And technically she wasn't a stripper either, more of an exotic dancer this summer.” I sit back in my seat after kissing Adam on the cheek.

“Wait, so you told 2 lies.” I look at Brain smiling, “No, I said I worked at a strip club, that’s not a lie I did work there, I wasn’t a stripper but I did work there.” Brian looks at Adam who is still standing in front of me, he has this mischievous look on his face.

“So if you didn’t strip, can you show us what you did then?” Adam’s head whips around towards where Brian is sitting, then looks back at me.

“Do not even think about it, don’t get me wrong she was very good at what she did, but the happiest day of the entire summer was the day she quit. It paid the bills, but I was not a fan of having drunk old men staring at her all day.” I run my hands up Adam's legs as I stand up behind him, then rub them up his chest, he grabs my wrists and pulls them off of him, turning around without letting go, I have a burning desire for him all of a sudden. His stare is so intense I feel it deep inside me. I bite my lower lip forgetting other people are still here, all I want is Adam. He pulls me in closer to him and lowers his face towards me, I quickly close the gap and kiss him hungrily.

“Aww get a room.”

“I think this is my queue, tonight was fun, but I have to work in the morning, so I better hit the road. It was awesome meeting you Molly, good to see ya Adam.” Adam and I pull away from each other. I can feel my face turning red, Adam doesn’t look away from me when he replies.

“Thanks for coming Brian, I’ll talk to you soon.” I pull my wrists out of Adam’s grip and move around him to hug Brian goodbye. I wrap my arms around him in a friendly embrace, Brian grabs my ass as he hugs me, pulling me closer to him, it catches me off guard causing me to shriek. I can feel Adam’s arm squeeze between the two of us pulling me back to him.

“Nice try buddy but that ass belongs to me.” Brian is laughing as he walks away. Confused, I look at Adam, but Trent is the one to speak.

“Don’t sweat it, Molly, it's just Brian, he’s trying to get a rise outta Adam, clearly it worked.”

“Did I miss something?” Adam looks down at me, and answers.

“When we were teenagers we liked the same girl, and she chose Brian over me, it wasn’t a big deal they ended up dating for like a month before she dumped him, but even since then, he thinks he can have any girl he wants. But not this one (he wraps his arms around my waist looking right into my soul again, almost in a possessive way) this one right here is all mine forever and always.” He leans in, kissing me gently when our lips separate my heart melts. Adam sits back down, pulling me onto his lap. We sit with Trent and Annabelle for a while longer, the conversations no longer flowing like earlier in the evening, we are all just content watching the fire burn. Annabelle eventually stands, followed by Trent.

“Hey Buddy we should head out too. I’m really glad you invited us over. Molly, it was a pleasure and we hope to see you again sooner rather than later. Adam man, let me know the next time you have a performance or whatever we’ll come to support you for sure.”

“Yeah man will do, thanks.”

“Annabelle, nice to meet you.” I hug Annabella goodbye, then Trent, but Trent picks me up and spins me around before letting me go. Laughing I steady myself on the ground.

“I’m really happy you guys came over. You seem like great friends, we’ll have to plan something so you can come to Toronto for a visit.” Annabelle joins Trent as they walk out of the yard.

Being left alone at the fire as Adam walks with them I sit down, wondering how Adam is feeling, and what he must be thinking since he told his friends the truth about his childhood and his life in Toronto. Lost in my thoughts I didn’t notice Adam returned to the fire. I hear him clear his throat which pulls me back to reality. I look up at Adam who is smiling down at me, he pulls me out of my chair only to sit in it and pulls me down on his lap. I turn my body so I’m sitting sideways across his lap, where I can see his face. I open my mouth to speak when Adam’s lips find mine. I feel his hand reach up my back, his fingers tangling in my hair as he deepens the kiss. We pull away only to catch our breath, when Adam leans in to kiss me again I lean back so I can talk, but he finds my neck instead. “I know you are trying to distract me so we don’t have to talk about tonight.”Adam just grunts, not stopping to say anything, he trails little kisses up my neck to my jawline back to my mouth. I talk even with his lips on mine.

“Adam talking to me tonight was a big deal.” Moaning out of annoyance he mutters something against my lips kissing me one last time.

“Fine, I talk then we go back to this. I feel like I wasted years lying to them and that I’m happy I told them I feel like it's cool you met them hopefully you like them. Happy?” He doesn’t wait for my response before burying his face in my chest. I give him a joking push.

“You're such a guy sometimes, yes I like them they all seem cool, I’m proud of you for telling them I . . .” Adam’s lips are on mine again stopping me mid-sentence. I guess this conversation is over. Adam runs a hand up my thigh to my stomach, under my shirt, and up higher resting on my breast, he begins to massage it while nibbling at my ear lobe whispers.

“I want you, all of you right now, right here.”