The One That Got Away

by Nicky James

“Charlie Falkingham, did you just say fuck? Why do I get the feeling that’s not a common word in your vocabulary? Are you going all badass on me?”

Maybe Charlie was a privileged rich kid, but he hadn’t exactly had a perfect rich-kid life.

I liked the butterfly wings tickling my belly. I liked the heat that ran through my veins. And when Takoda touched me, I couldn’t help holding my breath and wondering how much bigger those sensations could grow if I let them.

“Do you gotta write about dragons today, or would you like some company?” Those fluttering butterflies were back. “Fuck dragons. I’d love some company.”

“So, that boy kissed you, did he?” I smirked and lifted my chin. “Actually, I kissed him.”

“You must think I’m a real headcase.” “I think you’ve walked through hell and back.”