California Dreamin' Pt. 08 - Sex Stories

California Dreamin' Pt. 08

... it up to the top, it fit perfectly. "How's it look?"

"Really cute," she smiled widely. "You don't hafta wear it all the time or anything..."

I leaned over and gently kissed her. "Just try and take it off me."

She hugged me close. "I'm glad you like it. And for Sloane..." She handed a larger box over. "It's not quite jewelry, but..."

Sloane opened the box, revealing two small glass bottles inside. "Nail polish?"

I glanced over and saw one pink, and one blue shade inside the bottles. I looked up and her eyes went wide.

"Ohmigod, Q... this isour pink! I have looked literally everywhere for the right color, nobody makes it. What brand is..." She took the bottle out and held it up, looking for a label. The glass was completely bare. "I found this lady in Lake Forest that will mix custom colors. I had to get like a dozen bottles."

"Quinn," Sloane choked out, "thank you. I'll never wear anything else." She lunged and pulled Quinn into a hug. "This blue one is pretty too. Is the color something special?"

"Kinda." Quinn shrugged and grinned nervously. "Neither of you recognize it?" We shook our heads. "It'sJack's blue eyes."

I sucked in a breath and grabbed the bottle. I couldn't say I'd stared at my own eyes very often. "You could match the color of my eyes from memory?" She gave a subtle nod. "Jesus, Quinn..." A lump caught in my throat and I pulled her to me again. Sloane was there in a heartbeat and we just held each other for a moment. I finally ...

... leaned back and unscrewed the top of the bottle. Without thinking, I brushed the blue polish onto the nail of my ring finger. The sky blue pigment had just a bit of shimmer to it.

"It's really pretty," said Sloane.

I blew on my finger and used my other hand to wipe at my eyes. "Well since we're all being sentimental and weepy, I'd better get this out of the way. Be right back."

I hopped up and trotted back to the bedroom, fishing the three small boxes from my suitcase. I checked the markings and put one in my pocket. They were waiting for me with expectant looks.

"They're the same, so open together, okay?"

They nodded. With a slow reveal, both girls took the small lids off their boxes. They gasped appropriately and carefully extracted the rings from the plush velvet inside. Holding the white gold bands in the air, they studied the design, a simple translucent band maybe an eighth of an inch wide that ran lengthwise around the middle of the band.

"Jack, these are beautiful..." said Sloane. She turned the ring over in her fingers.

"What's the stripe?" asked Quinn, holding the ring up closer to her face to study it. "There's...stuff inside it. Like little flecks."

I smiled nervously and took the third box from my pocket.Just like you practiced. I bit my lip and opened my box. They immediately noticed the addition of the third copy. "God, I hope this isn't too cheesy... but the stripe is epoxy resin. The little bits floating in it are paper." I waited a moment ...