” He grabs her pointed finger placing it on his lower lip. “I like it when you get aggressive!” he adds, raising his eyebrows with a confident s...are.“I’m not aggressive, just getting somewhat tired of your arrogance,” she replies, trying not to reveal how his gaze stimulates more than one part of her body.“Seems to me like you are more tired of losing,” he casually points out while setting his hand on her right buttock. CHAPTER THREEOnce again they are under the hot blinding sun. The smell of. Petite, strong, strong-willed, and massively intelligent – the list of similarities is long, even to doing martial arts. Ryan and Amy had been buddies since kindy. With Amy quite the tom-boy, she was considered one of the boys and Ryan suffered no derision from hanging out with her. "Girl cooties" and Amy simply didn't mix.Now was different – the boys were busy catching up with the notion that girls were great. I was impressed that nerdy Rick had attracted the attention of Jeanette – perhaps he. I don’t know if it makes any sense. When I was a teenager I fiercely resented anything my mother did, and that went all the way to the kind of perfume she wore, but now I wear what she wears. Go figure.’ Shawn looked at the brand name. He’d seen it before with one or another of the foster parents he’d stayed with, but never remembered smelling it, at least the way it smelled on Susan, ‘I’ll remember the name.’ He pulled her over closer, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her. He stroked. “I’m sure we will.”They awkwardly tried to figure out who would put whose hands where and Wendy laughed nervously. Dan put both his hands on Wendy’s slim waist while she placed her hands on his upper right arm and left shoulder.Wendy stepped closer, already loving the feeling of being in Dan’s arms. She smiled at him, her eyes twinkling in the firelight. “You have such beautiful hazel green eyes,” she said, gazing from one to the other. “Even in the soft lighting, I can see a brown spot in your.