Page 37 of All Your Tomorrows


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We had sex for the second time in the morning.

Even though I was hurting after last night, Eli was gentle and sweet.

It was much better than our first time.

Can you believe it was his first time too?

I CAN’T.

How can I be the first one to have that experience?

Eli looks like Jon Snow fromGame of Thrones(hawt).

He’s just taller than him.

Also, Jon Snow has a different accent and lives in the fantasy world.

We, unfortunately, live in the real world.

And Eli has a lip ring that felt cool against my skin.

That piercing combined with his glasses is hot.

LikeClark Kenthot.

Okay.

You get the point—bye, diary.

Let’s keep these things a secret.

Grandma Lou would be so upset if she knew about me losing my virginity last night.

She seems to forget that I know that she was already expecting my dad at my age.

Adults are weird.

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ELI

“We need to talk.”

That’s the last thing I want to hear just before finally having my way with her again. My cock was stone hard ten seconds ago, now seems to have shrunken to the size of a raisin.

“I’m so sorry. I should have said something else first. Now it all seems much worse than it is. I have no idea what I’m doing. It’s just that—” Rose is rambling.

I put my finger on her lips to silence her. It can be hard after she gets started. Usually, I’d find it adorable. Right now, it only makes me think about what went wrong.

“Follow me,” I instruct as I start back upstairs. We can’t have a serious conversation when she’s still naked.

After getting dressed, we climb into my bed. Another stupid idea. I really want to cuddle, but I know to keep my distance and try my best not to touch her right now.

“Okay, tell me what’s going on in that brilliant brain of yours. And please, don’t tell me that everything is okay.” I give her a don’t-bullshit-the-bullshitter look.

She looks embarrassed and shy. “Eli, you’ve been the only guy who has managed to, um, you know—” She stops and looks down at her hands.

Even though I have an idea of what she was about to say, I encourage her to continue. Nudging her arm, I playfully say, “You can always be honest with me, even if I’m joking around half of the time. You know that, right, gorgeous?”