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headfirst and show him I wasn’t the four-poster bed girl that he thought.

    Ahead, the glowing sign of a convenience store came into view, and I realized that I was an idiot for thinking I’d have to steal a car. He pulled the motorcycle into the parking lot and shut it down.

    “Time to shine, darlin’.”

    I had sweat on my brow, and my nerves were firing frantically beneath my skin, but there was no way I could back out. Before Eddie had felt me up, I had no idea how I’d actually steal something, but he was right: the only place it could go was into my panties, or maybe my bra. It was just another chance for him to get me fired up.

    I took the store in. The clerk was in partial view behind all the cigarette adverts in the window. The guy behind the counter had his head buried in Popular Mechanics. There were barely any cars on the street, and as far as I could see, no one else in the store.

    I knew I shouldn't do it. I knew it was wrong. I also knew that 7-11 made plenty and wouldn’t miss a few candy bars. I also knew that if I didn’t do something to break out of my dry and dull life, I’d turn to dust.

    I smiled at Eddie as he sat on his bike. “Any requests?”

    “I’d love a Coke, actually.”

    “A Coke? Come on. Why not request an encyclopedia or a rhino?” I had no idea how I would sneak out something that big, or cold , for that matter.

    Eddie had a cheeky response, as usual. “Nope, just the Coke, thanks.”

    I rolled my eyes and turned back to the store. The clerk was still occupied with the magazine.

    It’s now or never.

    Eddie had driven me ninety-nine percent of the way there. I had to walk the last one percent myself.

    As I made my way to the door, I thought of my parents. I thought of how mad they’d be if they found out. It made me smile, and I pushed the door open. The clerk barely looked past the magazine. I looked away the second we made eye contact. I was screaming at myself inside my head.

    Faith, be cool! Act natural.

    I headed down an aisle, and when I looked back, he had turned his attention back to whatever article he was into. I headed back to the cooler, my hands smoothing down the front of my dress. My eyes were at the ceiling, looking for cameras that would have their electronic eye out for people just like myself. I didn’t spot any, allowing me to breathe a small sigh of relief.

    I passed boxes of candy bars, wondering which one I’d try and get beneath my bra. Reese's Peanut Butter Cups were the best option. Everything else was much thicker, and I knew it would give me away.

    I snagged one from the shelf, keeping my body away from the clerk. I bent forward, hiding myself from the clerk. I shoved the chocolate beneath my dress and shoved and pushed it into my bra.  

    I was still so turned on. The adrenaline rush was only getting me hotter. Eddie knew exactly what he was doing. Maybe kissing me and reaching beneath my dress was just preparation. Or maybe Eddie was just teasing me because it was fun, and because he knew he controlled me.

    Even as he sat outside on the motorcycle, he was controlling me. He was like the gatekeeper into my id, that part of me that needed to break loose. He whistled at me, worked his way into my life, and now was pushing me to do what I desired most: something dangerous.

    I stood in front of the cooler staring at the cans of Coke. God, it was going to be cold.

I reached for the door. As soon as it opened, a blast of chilly air painted itself against my skin. Between the workup Eddie had given me and the thrill of my impending shoplifting, it was a welcomed relief.

    I took a moment and closed my eyes. I could feel just how hot my skin was against the cool air. It danced over my legs and up my dress, sending a shiver running all the way up my spine.

    I knew I had to be quick. I reached in and grabbed onto my destiny in its twelve-ounce form.

    By the time I headed back toward the counter, I had to stifle the visible shivers