Keean arrived at the later time on Thursday morning. I was disappointed because I thought after our fight he would have come earlier. I decided I had to learn not to jump to conclusions. I waited for him to come up the stairs on purpose. Normally I would have been sitting on the steps. He knocked. I pretended not to be quite ready. I wanted to make him think I had been too busy to care what time he arrived.

He bent to kiss me and studied my eyes. I guess he was looking for some sign to let him know how I was feeling.

"Just so you know I'm sticking to eight fifteen because you said you didn't want to disrespect your parent's house and I don't want to either, okay?" he said.

I thought, 'you knew I was waiting for you,' but surprisingly I wasn't upset. He had explained and I understood because I had made that rule and even though we didn't get any time together I respected him for respecting me so I smiled and said, "Okay."

I moved toward the couch to grab my bag. He put his arms around me and lifted me to stand on the ottoman. I looked down at him curiously and put my hands on his shoulders. He ran his hands up my legs and cupped my bum cheeks. Keean nestled his face between my breasts and sighed. I hugged his head against me. After a minute he pulled his hands away, took a small step backwards and put his hands under my shirt. I laughed as he rubbed them over my stomach, moved them up and cupped my breasts. He stood there looking up at me with his head cocked to one side. I continued to grin and frowned in question. Keean chuckled. "Just giving you today's first feel up."

I tried to look serious and thought two can play that game so I reached down and grabbed the waist band of his shorts and tugged him towards me. I pushed my hand into his pants and grabbed hold of his testicles as hard as I could. He quickly let go of my breasts and bucked away from me.

"And I've just given you yours, Mister Funny." I tilted my head sideways and raised my eyebrows.

Keean burst out laughing. He grabbed me around the waist, lifted me from the ottoman and held me above him.

I tried to look serious and said, "Are we on the same page, Crone?"

He chuckled again. "Oh yeah...I'm pretty sure we are."

I rested against the tree at lunch. Keean had his head on my lap looking up at me. We had just completed a Biology exam. I was grateful for all the study he had made me do. I continually ran my fingers through his hair and said, "How do you think you went?"

He took a bite of his sandwich and shrugged. "I did alright what about you."

I turned up my nose in a grimace. "The stuff we did at the beginning of the year, you know; organisms. I might have stuffed. I don't have a good head for remembering all those small details."

Keean reached up and touched my chin. "It was only worth seven percent, I wouldn't worry about it if I were you."

I grinned. "It's alright for you because it all comes so easy. Where do you get your brains from?"

"I don't know." His shoulders jerked against me. "What do you mean?"

"Was your father or mother clever at school? I think most clever people have a clever parent, like it's genetic."

He half shook his head. "Dad's got a lot of common sense. I just don't find it hard to remember stuff like that, but ask me to remember birthdays or appointments and I'm useless."

"So when is your birthday?"

"August."

"What date, Keean?"

"Twenty-eight...when's yours?"

"July the second."

"You'll have to remind me," he said then added. "Like I said I can't remember things like that."

I looked down at him and pinched his cheek. "Well you better because I won't remind you and I'll be very upset if you forget."

"What will you do to me if I do?" He laughed.

I gave him my tough look. "I'll grab you by the balls again."

"Oo," he said in mock terror. "No longer the shy, quiet, meek little mouse hey, Charlie. I think I've unleashed a monster."

His comment stung. I knew he was joking but maybe he didn't like me being too forward like this morning. Maybe my eagerness yesterday asking when we'd do it next was a turn off to him. My hesitation must have triggered knowledge in him because he sat up and faced me.

"Okay what's just happened, what did I say?"

I bit my lip. "Don't you like me like...joking? Did I do the wrong thing this morning? I just did it because you did it to me. I was paying you back, trying to be tough and I didn't mean to ask you yesterday...you know about doing it...it just came out. I didn't think about what I was saying."

Keean shook his head. "You really are one strange girl, Charlie Johnson." He tilted my chin and kissed me. "I was being a smart arse this morning. The instant I did that to you I thought maybe I'd gone too far and thought you might have gotten upset but you took it the way I meant it. I know you were joking." He chuckled. "I'm surprised you didn't actually kick me there instead."

I smiled at him in relief.

"And as far as yesterday went," he said and raised his eyebrows. "That blew my mind." He laid me back on the grass and leaned over me. "To know I can do that to you is the biggest ego boost any guy could ask for. If we'd been somewhere more private..." He released a heavy breath, lay on his side, rolled me towards him and stroked my face. "I hope I get early release because I don't think I could stand another four months of this."

I put my hand behind his head and drew him towards me then touched my lips to his and whispered, "I really do misread things don't I?"

"Oh yeah..." Keean chuckled. "That's because you're a girl. I wonder how many more fights we'll have because of it."

I pouted so he quickly raised his hand in surrender and said, "Just joking, just joking."

I got my fingers and dug them into his ribs.

Keean pulled away laughing and grabbed my hand then pushed it against his pants. "You can grab me by the balls if you want."

He was hard. I pulled my hand away, laughed against his lips and said, "I don't think so. You got yourself in that state so I'll let you grab yourself by the balls tonight."

Keean laughed some more. "Like I don't already do that every night."

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