"You're such a pig, Rhett." She rolled her eyes and I wasn't sure if she was joking it not.
"Not here, okay?" I touched her shoulder softly and she glared at me.
"What is going on Rhett? Why are you treating me like a little princess?" She glared at me and stuck her face up in mine.
"What?" I stared at her in shock. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about the fact that ever since we made out you've been treating me like some fragile doll that might break if you do something wrong."
"Clementine." I frowned. "I'm not sure what you're saying."
"Do you know why our friendship has worked all these years, Rhett?" She poked me in the chest and I shook my head, choosing to remain silent. "Because we're honest with each other, because we don't judge each other. Because..." She paused and grabbed my shoulders. "We're both strong and know our own minds. I know you think you're this big man on campus. I know you’re hot, handsome Rhett and you have all these girls and I'm little old Clementine, your best friend: I've never really dated and I've got no experience, but let me tell you something Rhett. I know exactly what I'm doing and this isn't going to work if you start acting like a pu**y around me."
"Did you just call me a pu**y?" My lips twitched.
"You know what I mean." Her eyes sparkled into mine. "Stop messing around."
"I'm not messing around. I'm trying to be good. I'm trying to be careful. I'm doing this for you."
"Don't treat me like any other girl." She sighed.
"That's kinda hard." I frowned. "I like you."
"I mean don't just disappear, but don't be someone you’re not." She paused. "Throw me on the bed, have your wicked way with me, use your famous lines, try and pawn me off on a friend. Wait." She laughed. "Don't do that last one."
"There's no way I’d hook you up with any of my friends." I gave her a look. "No way in hell."
"Not even Tomas?" She smiled sweetly at me.
"No, not even Tomas." I grabbed her and pulled her towards me. "Why did you mention Tomas? Are you into him?"
"No." She grinned and me, and I could see her blushing.
"Clementine," I said slowly. I could feel my stomach churning. "Do you have a crush on Tomas?"
"No." She shook her head. "He's cute, but he's not my type."
"Oh?"
"He's a player." She laughed. "Maybe a bigger player than you. Penelope told me that he made a move on her recently."
"Oh?" I felt my breathing coming out faster.
"Yes, he wanted to have some fun." She groaned. "I'd never wanna hook up with a guy that hooked up with Penelope."
"Oh really?" I looked away from her.
"Just seems icky," she made a face. "Two friends hooking up with one guy."
"Yeah, I guess." I sighed. "So are you ready for us to leave?"
"I don't want to leave." She mouthed slowly and grabbed my shirt and pulled me towards her. "Did you not hear what I was just saying?"
"I heard you, but I still don't think this is the right..."
"Rhett. If I was one of your bimbos would you be brushing me off right now?"
"You're not one of my bimbos." I sighed. "You're my..."
"I swear Rhett if you tell me I'm your best friend one more time I will scream. Right now I don't want you to treat me as your best friend. Right now I want you to treat me as your bimbo." She giggled. "I never thought I would say that." She leaned forward and kissed me. "I never thought I'd do that either." She pulled back slightly and then kissed me again softly. I was taken aback by her actions. This wasn't the Clementine I knew. This was a totally different creature. Clementine was acting like a vixen. It delighted and scared me. Where had this girl, no, where had this woman come from? I didn't have much time to think as she pressed her lips against mine harder. I could feel her lips trembling against mind as she pushed her tongue into my mouth hesitantly. I couldn’t stop myself from responding then. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her body against mine. I sucked on her tongue eagerly and I felt her hands reach up into my hair.
"See Rhett." She whispered as she grabbed me. "This is what you do with other girls. I want you to want me as much as you want them."
I frowned slightly at her words. Didn't she realize that there were no other girls that could compare to her? She was the only one that had turned me on in months. I'd had to fantasize about her when I was with other girls. I pulled away from her slightly as I realized I needed to tell her about Penelope.
"I need to tell you something." I ran my hands through her hair and took a deep brief. She looked back at me with bright expectant eyes. I could see the want in her expression. I knew if I told her now I would ruin the moment. I knew that everything would be ruined if I told her what had happened in the back of the truck.
"Yes Rhett?" She prompted me after a few seconds. I felt her hands around my waist and I knew that this was a defining moment for both of us.
"I want you so badly." I leaned forward and whispered in her ear. It wasn't a line, but the absolute truth. "I want you so badly that I'm scared that this moment won't be everything you want it to be and I want it to be perfect, Clemmie. I want every second to be perfect."
"It will be” she whispered.
"I don't want it to be in here. I want it to be in my bed, in my house."
"But..." Her voice trailed off.
"I've never taken anyone back there Clem. You're the only one that's slept in that bed."
"Sleep being the operative word?" She raised an eyebrow at me.
"No one has been in that bed with me." I shook my head. "So it will be both of our first times."
"Funny." She smiled at me and ran her hands down her back. "I still want to stay here tonight though."
"But, we're not going to..." I started and then stopped. "But we don't need to rush into that. Just being together will be good."
"Are you sure you're okay with that!" Her eyes searched mine, "I know it's not different to our usual routine. But it kinda is."
"Hey, let's watch a movie and order some pizza and just chill." I smiled. "I'm always down for spending time with you."
"They have a hot tub here as well." She smiled. "I was thinking we could go in there tonight."