Every Single Part Of Me
Story by Daisy
~~*Chapter One*~~
It had been six months since that bet that I made with AJ and so far, I
had proved right every time. Any girl I chose, I could lay within three weeks of
meeting her. I was hot. Hell, I was on fire.
AJ and I had been having a major dude party in my backyard and I got
thrown into the pool. I stripped off my shirt and Heather immediately wrapped
her arms around my back. Let me tell you something really fast. Heather’s a
bit of slut. I love the girl and all, but I only use her for the
“entertainment” if you know what I mean. Sorry if I’m just a bit
perverted, but you know how it goes when you’re in a low point in your sex
life.
“Hey baby.” Her smooth sexy voice came from behind me and she moved
her hands up and down my chest. I felt her lips on my neck and laughed. I moved
away from her and left her standing alone by the pool. Damn that girl’s
weird, I thought, grabbing some chips.
“Nick! Catch!” I turned around just as AJ threw me a football. I
caught it easily and threw it back to him.
“Let’s go start a game at the park!” I jogged towards him and me
and a few other guys went to the park a block down for a pick-up game of
football. When we got there, we picked teams, but there were only a few of us so
it wasn’t as fun.
Even in the light breeze of spring, I had begun to break a sweat. I wiped
the sweat from my brow. Since I had already taken my shirt off, I was pretty
much stuck at the temperature that I was at.
“Nick!” I turned around and saw that AJ had thrown me a long pass,
way over my head. I turned and began to run for it, not looking where I was
going.
“I got it!” I cried just as the ball was about to connect with my
hands. Instead of catching the ball, I caught something better. The girl was
standing in front of me and I had no time to stop. I wrapped one arm around her
and her arms flew around my back. With my free arm, I caught us just before we
hit the ground. I cupped my hand under her head so that she wouldn’t hit the
ground to hard. The ball bounced beside us.
“Ohhhhhh…” She groaned.
“Damn, girl. I barely touched you.” I looked at the girl I was
holding. She was beautiful. She had light brown hair and gorgeous green eyes.
Her hair was soft in my hand, but it was wet. I got up from on top of her but
didn’t move my hand.
“Ohhhhhh…” she groaned again. Her eyes closed with pain. I looked
down at her. She was wearing a skimpy bikini top, you know, the ones with the
little triangles to cover the boobs? She was wearing some short shorts, shorter
than I usually had ever seen. Judging by her wet hair and bathing suit, I
guessed she had to have just gotten done swimming in the community pool. She sat
up slowly and immediately grabbed her ankle.
“Hey, are you alright?” She opened her eyes to look at me and when I
saw her eyes glittering with tears I knew she had hurt something.
“Hey, what happened?” AJ walked up behind me and stared at the
beautiful girl who was still holding her ankle.
“I think I landed on her ankle and broke it.” I turned back to the
girl. “I’ll take you to my house and get you fixed up.” I stood up and
brushed myself off. I bent down and scooped the girl up in my arms.
“No, please put me down.” She whispered nervously. I set her down,
but as soon as I did, she began to fall back to the floor. I grabbed her sides
just before she hit the floor and I stood her back up.
“I’m taking you to my house so just tell me how you want me to carry
you. Piggy back or like a baby?”
“Piggy back.” I nodded and bent down. AJ helped her onto my back. He
legs wrapped around my waist and her arms went loosely around my neck. I
adjusted her on my back a little and began the walk home. The other guys stayed
to play football.
“What’s your name?” I asked her.
“Bethany.” She answered lightly.
“I’m Nick.”
We went the rest of the way in silence. She leaned her head against my
neck and I felt a flutter on my neck as she shut her eyes. I walked to the house
quickly, thankful that Heather and the rest of the people had already left. It
would just be us…alone in my house.
“Here we go.” I opened my back door and stepped inside. She picked
her head up and wrapped her arms tighter around my neck. I walked to the kitchen
and backed up against the counter.
“Scoot up on the counter.” I felt her moving behind me as she scooted
herself up on my kitchen counter. When she was finally settled, I turned around
and looked at her. She was even more beautiful now than she was before. Her hair
fell limply around her face, the chlorine making it stringy. Her eyes were
perfect and her mouth was just right for kissing.
“Uh…” I turned around, shaking the thought from my head. I rummaged
through a drawer and finally came up with some ace bandage.
“Here we go.” I bent down and gingerly picked up her ankle. I
listened to her suck in air as I touched her ankle softly. “We need to clean
you up first. There’s grass and dirt everywhere.”
I reached in the sink for a cloth and got it wet.
“This is really nice of you.” She whispered. Everything she had said
to me was in a whisper.
“It’s the least I could do. I broke your ankle, you know.”
“You didn’t break it…just sprained it.” She whispered again,
sucking in more air as I wiped the cloth against her ankle. I dropped the cloth
and began to slowly wrap the ace bandage around her ankle. I had watched my mom
do it so many times that I was an expert.
“There!” I said as I tucked in the end of the bandage. The room was
suddenly quiet. I looked up at her from my squatting position. She met my eyes
for only an instant, then quickly looked away.
I stared in front of me at the perfect leg that dangled from the counter.
So tan, so slim, so perfect…so smooth-looking. I had to touch it to see just
how smooth it was. I slowly trailed my fingertips on the back of her calf as I
rose to a standing position. She looked down at me, following me with her eyes
as I stood up. I lightly rested my hand on her thigh.
“I’ve gotta go now.” She whispered suddenly. She jumped off the
counter, but immediately crumpled as soon as her bad ankle hit the floor. I
caught her with one hand under her arm and the other on her waist.
“Why are you always whispering?” I asked her.
“I’m shy.”
Just then, AJ and the rest of the guys burst in through the back door,
laughing and talking loudly. My quiet moment with this strange new girl was
over.
“Where do you live? I’ll drive you home.” I offered.
“Hey, Nick!” AJ clapped my back and I almost lost my grip on her. We
stumbled for a minute but I pulled her closer to me and held her more firmly.
“Have you two already gotten to know each other well?” AJ asked,
laughing. “What’s your name?”
“Bethany.” She whispered.
“What?”
“Bethany.” She whispered again, louder this time.
“Well, Bethany. Since our clumsy friend Nick here broke your ankle, why
don’t you come to dinner with us tonight?” AJ asked. I shot him a look.
“No, I couldn’t…”
“Come on, he broke your ankle!” AJ persuaded her into coming.
“Here, I’ll take you to Heather’s house. I’m sure she can fix you
up nice!” AJ led Bethany away and to his car, leaving me alone in the kitchen
watching her beautiful retreating back.