Stevie couldn't stop thinking about Lindsey all night. He was even in her dreams. He was kind, sweet, artistic and talented. He had defended her, protected her and on top of that, he really genuinely cared about her. She had watched him slowly come out of his shell at times and that made her happier than anyone could imagine. The next morning, she woke up earlier than usual. She dressed, did her makeup and fussed with her hair. Today was the day she would end things with her boyfriend. She had seen his true colors and she didn't like them at all.

"Here goes nothing" she told herself, checking her appearance in the mirror one last time before taking off for school.
"Hey baby," her boyfriend groped her back side as soon as she got out of her car

"Adam, no," pushing away from him as he disgusted her now. The more time she spent around him the more revolting he seemed.

"What's the matter baby?" Pulling her back to him.

"We're through..." she said bluntly, figuring it was best to get it over with
"Through with what?" he asked, becoming angry.

"Us, Adam. After the other day...I--"

"So it's over that reject? He's going to be dead meat!"

"This is what I'm talking about. You're so quick to hurt someone or put them down. This isn't the guy I agreed to go with!"
"You know, Stephanie...that's fine. Your best friend had better pussy anyway," shoving past her as a crowd gathered around them.

Stevie felt extremely embarrassed as everyone began to talk, this would be huge news around the school...
She refused to cry. Of course Adam was getting it from someone else. He was always so patient with her and now...well, she wasn't sure what to do. She walked down the hallway and bumped right into someone.

"S-sorry" the voice said.

"Lindsey!" she squealed, throwing her arms around him.
The gesture startled him, slowly putting his arms around her as well, "You okay?" He asked as he felt her shaking

"No..." Stevie sniffled as she pulled away

"Can I help?"
"Yes, I mean...no, uh...I broke it off with Adam and he, he...he was sleeping with my friend!" She felt Lindsey's body tense. "Everyone is talking about it. Everyone will know, he will make sure of it."
"Come on, we'll go to the beach," Lindsey took her hand, feeling a strong need to comfort her.
"What about school?"

"D-don't worry" he said with a smile and she giggled a little through her tears. 
Lindsey walked her out to her car and opened the door for her, "Thank you," Stevie said as she sat in the drivers seat.

"Let's go," He smiled brightly as she turned on the car and pulled out of the parking lot
She drove down the road, a few tears escaping her eyes. "Music?" she asked.

"Talk...please?"

"Alright" she said with a nod.

"I'm sorry about Adam"

"Don't worry, he's a prick anyway." She smiled and so did he. "He treated you like crap and you didn't deserve it."

"He wasn't good to you either. I wouldn't do that to you."

"That's because you're a nice guy, Lindsey."
"I don't always know what to say...but I care about you...a lot." Lindsey kept his head down, not looking over at her.

"I care about you too, Lindsey."
"I...last night, I wanted to read a letter to you but I couldn't say it. I care about you more than I've ever cared about anyone." he told her. "I think I love you."
Pulling up to the beach Stevie turned to him and grinned, "I think I love you too, Lindsey..."
"Really?" he asked, looking up at her. She nodded, biting her lip. He took her hand as it came off the steering wheel and laced his fingers with hers. "Will you, will you go with me?"
"I will," Stevie chuckled as Lindsey smiled brighter than she had ever seen.

"Can I kiss you?" Stevie asked softy, Lindsey's eyes widening as he had never kissed anyone before
"Uh...I um, I never...I don't...yes" he said. He leaned forward, following her lead. The moment her lips touched his, it lit a fire inside him he had never known. His arms wrapped around her as her arms draped around his neck. His tongue prodded her lips and she granted him entrance. She giggled, feeling his skillful fingers dance up and down her back. When they finally parted, they were breathless.

"Wow" she said.

"Wow..."

"Some kiss" She smiled at him and he relaxed a little.
"Was that good?" Lindsey asked shyly, scared that she didn't like it
"It was incredible!" she told him enthusiastically.

"Can I try again?"
"Mmhm," Stevie scooted over into the middle seat, and placed her arm around his waist as Lindsey laid his across his shoulder. Lindsey pressed his lips against hers once more and she slid her younger between his lips. Stevie enjoyed making out with Lindsey as he was timid yet very good at what he was doing. She began to grow excited, taking his hand and placing it on her breast. Lindsey jumped and pulled back, "I don't think I'm supposed to touch you there..."
"You're my boyfriend, aren't you?"

"Uh...I think so."

She chuckled. "You are. It's okay. You have my permission."

"You'd stop me, right, if I was bad to you?"

"Uh huh, but you're fine. Keep going."
Lindsey continued to kiss her, placing his hand back on her chest as she moaned softly into his mouth
"Did I hurt you?" he asked, pulling away.

"No, do you want to stop? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No...I um, I feel..." He took her hand and placed it in his lap. She smiled to herself

"So you do like it?" she asked and he nodded. "Let's take it slow then."
Stevie kissed him again, "Slow?" Lindsey asked, moving his hand to her waist as he was almost breathless. He was thoroughly enjoying their time together 
"Slow" she confirmed, letting him take the lead. As they continued to kiss, his hand began to drift up her rib cage. He massaged her side, his weight slowly being lowered onto her.

"You're beautiful" he told her.

"So are you, Linds."

He smiled down at her, kissing her again.
"How far do you want to go, Lindsey?" Stevie placed her hands on his chest
"How...far?" he asked.

"Yeah" she replied, gazing up at him. He saw the answer in her eyes but was afraid to say it. He didn't want to ruin what they had just begun. But- what if she wanted it too?
"I-I don't know..."

"We'll see where this goes..." Stevie pressed her hand into his lap, his breath hitching as no one had touched him there before
He pulled at her blouse, pulling it from her skirt. He suddenly felt her soft skin and groaned. Her skirt was getting hiked up by the movement and as she massaged him, his hands wandered once more. "Are you okay?" she asked.

"Uh, uh-huh." He kissed her, grinding his hips into hers. "Mmm...God..."
"Touch me here," placing his hand between her legs as he froze, "Now I know that I'm really not supposed to touch you there," Lindsey's eyes were wide.

"Lindsey, I'm telling you that it's okay."
"S-sure?"

"Yes, please..." Kissing and groping in her car excited him more than he could imagine. He had urges and his mind filled with ideas. "It's too much for you, isn't it? I'm sorry, I...I'm so sorry." She pulled back, worried about him. His eyes were cloudy grey.

"Stevie, please...I can't stop now. I...um..."
"You what, Lindsey?" Stevie held his face in her hands

"I want to know what it's like...to be a man..."
"You mean...?" she asked and he nodded.

"I want to go all the way with you." he said boldly. She kissed his lips softly, running her fingers through his hair.
"Then we will," Stevie pulled her shirt over her head, doing the same with his.

Lindsey couldn't explain the organic feeling of her skin against his.
"I love you" he whispered, kissing her neck and chest. He touched her breast with one hand, raising up to unbutton his pants. She watched him. He didn't look so afraid in that moment.

"I love you too" she murmured, pulling him back down to her.
Stevie could feel his breath on her neck, moaning as she pushed her skirt down her legs. "Can I touch you?"
"Yes" He held her hips in his large hands, their bodies moving together. She continued to kiss him, letting her hands explore him.
Lindsey smiled down at Stevie, her hair spread around her in her matching black bra and panties...she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
Nervous and unsure at first, he parted her thighs and made the purest, most beautiful love to her. Her sighs were intoxicating, filling his senses. He smelled her unique perfume, felt the softness of her skin and hair...he never wanted to stop.
As Stevie trembled against him, he held her against him, "Wow..." she smiled softly at him.

"Does it always feel like that?" Lindsey asked breathlessly
"If you do it right." she said with a smirk.

"Did I?"

"Oh, Lindsey, you most definitely did." She kissed him, wrapping her arms around him.
"I liked it," Lindsey kissed the crook of her neck

"Lindsey, you can't tell anyone what we just did, alright?"
"Why?" he asked, the innocence in his voice betraying his natural age.

"Lindsey...our parents..." She tried to reason with him, to make him understand, reaching out to cup his face in her hands.

"Did we do a bad thing?" He asked frightened, fear evident in his eyes

"No! No-we did a very beautiful thing!"
"Then what's wrong?" he asked.

"It's private, between us. Our love life is our business." she said, kissing him. "We should be getting back."

"I don't want to leave yet" he told her.

"They'll worry about us, like where we are..."
"Can we do this again?" Lindsey asked, removing himself from her.
"Yes but I want our relationship to be about more than sex." she said.

"I care about you, Stevie. This isn't all I want"
"I love you..." Lindsey smiled, "I love being with you...doing this."
She stroked his cheek and got herself dressed. He zipped his pants and put his shirt back on. Driving back into town, she held his hand or squeezed his thigh. He felt high on endorphins from being with Stevie.

"Stay for dinner again" he said and she looked nervous this time. "Will your parents be mad?"

"I will tell them something. Will your parents be mad that I'm coming for dinner again?"
"No," he shook his head goofily

"Okay then, I'll stay for dinner," Stevie chuckled
He picked up her hand and kissed her knuckles. She pulled into his drive and Lindsey got out first, opening the door for her. She smiled at him, taking his hand and they walked into the house.
"Mom!" Lindsey called out, "Mom I'm home!"
"Lindsey! Oh and Stevie!" Ruth said, hugging them both.
"Mom, Stevie and I are dating!" He said excitedly

"You are?" Her smile fell slightly
"We are" He pulled her lovingly into his side, but Stevie's smile fell as well.

"But she's got a boyfriend, Lindsey and you've never..."

"They're over." Lindsey said. "I love her"

"You know nothing about love. You're just a boy." Morris said, hearing the conversation unfold.
"I do love her..." Lindsey defended, pulling her closer to him

"Lindsey I don't think you understand the whole concept."
"What is there to get? I love her and she loves me. Don't you?" He looked down at her and she nodded. The confrontation made her nervous. She didn't want to upset his parents.

"We shouldn't have done this now, Lindsey. Not before dinner."

"Then when?" he shouted.

"Please don't be mad, Lindsey. I just...they love you and they're looking out for you. If I had a son, I'd be the very same way. No girl would be good enough for him."
"Lindsey, we haven't explained relationships to you and the responsibility that comes with them..." Ruth placed her hand on his shoulder

"We had sex, Mom! I liked it!" Lindsey argued, Ruth immediately turning to Stevie

"You took advantage of him!"
"I didn't! That wasn't what I was trying to do. This is something that he wanted...we wanted." Stevie began to cry.

Lindsey instantly felt protective of her, taking Stevie up to his room despite the shouting form his parents. "I'm sorry" he said.

"This is why I wanted to keep what we've done private. They wouldn't understand."

"Did I make a mess?" he asked, trying to wipe away her endless tears.

She looked up at him, his eyes so pure and blue. "No, sweetheart. It will be okay. We can fix this." she told him, unconvinced though she tried to hide it.
"I don't want to hide what we did...I loved it. I love you..." Lindsey sat her on the bed and kissed her softly

"I love you too, but I should go home now..."

"Please don't leave...." he begged
"What am I going to do? Your parents are furious and I'm sure your father has called mine and told him everything!"

"Stay...please."

"Lindsey..."

He began to kiss her, trying to put her mind at ease. When she had kissed him earlier, it quieted his own mind and he was sure it would help her. He climbed over her, massaging her hip as he continued to plant kisses down her neck.
"Lindsey...not now..." resisting the urge to give into him

"Please stay...just for a little while," holding her close to him
"What if your parents walk in?"

"It's locked."

"We can't, Lindsey, I'm sorry." She straightened her clothes, her cheeks and chest flushed with arousal. She took deep breaths, as Lindsey sat beside her again.

"I'm sorry" he told her.
"We need to be more conscious...we can't just have sex at anytime, okay?" Stevie held his face

"I'm sorry," he apologized once more

"It's okay, Lindsey...but I really need to go home..."
"Okay" he said sadly. She kissed him, getting up and unlocking the door. He sat on his bed, hearing her walk down the stairs. He mother came up a short time after, trying to talk to him but he tuned her out.
"Mom, I don't want to talk about it..."

"Did you even use protection, Lindsey?!"
"I said go!" he shouted. She looked at him, worried, and upset.

"I will just have to speak to your father about your punishment" she said softly, leaving the room. He got up quickly and locked his door again, laying down on the bed.
Lindsey was angry at himself, fearing that he had pushed Stevie away. "You're so stupid..." he gritted
He worried about her, she was the best thing that had ever happened to him. They had made love, and possibly had a fight all in one evening and no, they hadn't used protection. He covered his face with a pillow, trying to block out all the light.

"Linds" came a sharp whisper. "Lindsey"
Lindsey sat up, looking around carefully, was that Stevie's voice or was he just imagining things.

Not hearing anything else he laid back down and heard it again. "Lindsey!"
He shot up, looking around. He smiled, getting up to push up the window to let Stevie in. She was in pajamas now and a light robe.

"What are you doing here?"

"I snuck out. I had to see you to make sure you're alright"

"I'm fine" he said.

"Whatever you say." She shrugged.

"Did you get in trouble?"

"Grounded for two weeks. They didn't mention...you know...so I don't think your father said anything about it either."

"Good"
"Lindsey...you can't tell people about making love...it's a private thing..."

"I loved it...I'm not ashamed."

"I'm not ashamed either but we should keep it between you and me."

"Okay." he said. "My parents went to bed."

"Mine too"
"Will you lay with me?" Lindsey took her hand pulled her toward his bed

"Of course," snuggling under the blanket as Lindsey spooned her
His warm breath comforted her and she found herself drifting off. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her into him.

"My mom asked about protection" he said softly and her eyes flew open.
"Shit..." Stevie turned to him, "Lindsey....."
"What?"

"We didn't use any" she sat up. "Oh my god"

"What?" he asked again.
"Lindsey we can't have a baby!" She whispered
"That won't happen" he said, "Let's sleep."

Stevie laid back down and settled into his arms. She was tired but the fear still plagued her.
Lindsey laid his forehead against the crook of her neck, holding her against him. "I love you...now sleep..."