She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13 - Sex Stories

She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13

... know,” she replied, picking up my running shoes from the foot of my bed and shoving them in my hands, “You’ve got some pavement to pound.” She swept past me to the door. “Come on!” I said, dropping my shoes, “How are you going to convince her I’m not an asshole?” “Jack, you’re not an asshole,” Tara sighed, looking back at me, “I told you; I’ve known my fair share. They flock to me.” “Or do you flock to them?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. She shrugged. “Maybe both. Like with Carson.” “Why were you attracted to Carson?” I asked, “I mean, he’s cool, but he’s dude-cool. He wasn’t exactly wooing you to the altar.” “He was hot,” she said simply. “What? That’s it? Smart girl like you settles for ‘hot’?” “I can be shallow sometimes, too,” she replied, leaning against the doorframe, “It’s probably why I haven’t had luck with guys. A lot of assholes are pretty good-looking.” I snorted. “So why go for a guy at all? Just be single.” “Well, I’ve got this cousin who’s in an awesome relationship and I kind of want that, too,” she said, frowning and looking away as if she was thinking. I hesitated before asking, “Is that why you kept kissing me? Even though you knew I didn’t know it was you?” She looked away. “…Yes. Just for a moment…it was nice.” She looked at me, an odd look on her face. “Jack, it was the best kiss I’ve ever had and I know how weird and inappropriate that is to say right now but…it’s true. If nothing else…thank you for that.” “You’re welcome?” I said, uncertainly. She ...

... rolled her eyes. “Get your butt moving before I have to kick it out the door.” With a final brandish of my phone, she turned and walked off. I smiled a little, feeling a bit better now that I had something to do. Yeah, I was kind of pissed that she had taken my phone but, honestly, I was kind of glad to be rid of it. She was right; I would have spent the entire time staring at my phone. I pulled on a hoodie and laced my shoes, trying my best to focus on running, not Kayla. I mean, yeah, Kayla was always on my mind, but I was trying not to focus on the fact that the future of my relationship may depend on my cousin, who Kayla was probably pissed off at as well… And there I go again. God, I can be a baby sometimes. Running. Okay, gotta get in the running mindset. Get my feet working, get my brain focused on the movements, not anything else. Yeah, I can do that. Mom was in the living room when I got to the bottom of the stairs, sweeping up the needles that had fallen from the tree. She looked at me with amusement. “Going to run the marathon?” she asked. “Just run,” I replied, stretching my arms, “Take my mind of stuff. You know.” “Tara suggested it, didn’t she?” “Yeah. How did you know?” “When was the last time any of you slugs went running?” she asked sardonically, “Your dad would have a hernia if I even suggested it.” “Hey!” dad called from the kitchen. “Just kidding, honey!” she called back, then mouthed to me, “No, I’m not.” I finished stretching my arms and opened the door. I ...