Gypsy Girl and Horse Lovin' Boys

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he turned onto his back and stopped kissing me. I rested my head on his shoulder. He trailed his fingers lightly on my arm.
    “Will your mom be home soon?” he whispered.
    “Maybe. I don’t know. There’s a bar at the bowling alley that’s open later than here and sometimes she meets friends there.”
    I closed my eyes as his heart rapidly drummed against my cheek. I wanted to feel his voice rumble in his chest.
    “Can you tell me why you’re so sure Josh will get over this so easily?”
    “Are you going to stop wanting to kiss me if I tell you?” Noah held me tighter.
    “No. It’s not like we are going to be girlfriend and boyfriend after this week or anything.”
    “Are we having a fling?” He lessened his hold on me.
    “I guess. That sounds unimportant though.”
    “I agree. This is more special than a fling.” Noah sighed. “It’s complicated with me and Josh. We are great friends. I don’t know what I’d do without him. I also don’t know why girls tend to like me first. I do know why
you
did. We met first.
    “What’s worse is most of the time girls don’t even like him second. He tries pretty hard, though. If I’m there, he doesn’t get far. The other problem might be that we go to a small school. Everyone has known us both for a long time. I had girlfriends starting in fifth grade. He wished he did. In sixth grade, he did get his first, but she was just using him to try to get close to me. Then in junior high, I had a few girlfriends. I quickly got tired of it. I found I didn’t really care for most of those girls once I got to know them. The girls kept trying. I figured out that they didn’t necessarily like me because of me. They either wanted to hang on me and show me off or they used me to get close to the horses. Horses typically attract more girls than flies. When I discovered that, I thought it was gold at first. Then the girls were all about the horses all the time. I love my horses, but that wasn’t working for me either. In high school, I’ve avoided the ones we’ve known forever. I got burned by plenty of them.
    “Now there is you. You don’t care about the horse thing and you want to be with us because we’re fun, not just something nice to look at.”
    I rubbed my cheeks. They started to warm a little. “But one of the reasons I liked you was because you are kind of nice to look at.”
    “So are you. There’s nothing wrong with that. Actually, I think it’s your rainbow colored hair I like the most. I don’t remember seeing that the first time I met you. The whole looks thing was just a bigger deal to those other girls, totally superficial like a status thing. You know, like an expensive pair of shoes they wanted to be seen in.”
    “I get it.” I rubbed his chest. The T-shirt material was my favorite and so was his chest. I wished he could stay right where he was all night.
    Noah held me tight and tilted my chin up. I thought he was going to kiss me again. He gazed at me instead and played with my hair. I rested my chin on my hand against his chest.
    He wrapped his other arm around me and pulled me up so my face was close enough to kiss. Noah started with my forehead. Next, he kissed my nose and then my mouth. He lingered there, kissing me slowly several times. “I need to go before your mom comes home.”
    I knew he was right as I rolled off him and sat up. He kneeled in front of me and moved my hair out of my eyes. He seemed to like my hair the most.
    “I like your whole name by the way. Seraphina, my gypsy girl.” Noah cupped my face in his hands and kissed me. “I have to show Ezra tomorrow. At twelve forty-five and at two. Can you come?”
    “I can’t make the first one. I won’t miss the second.” I grabbed his wrists when he held my head in his hands. I didn’t want him to let go of my face. I loved his touch, his kiss, everything. I wanted to hear his voice when I fell asleep.
    He was reluctant to go, but he did. Then he was gone.
    I fell asleep

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