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eyes on me.

    I smiled up at him as I reached beneath my dress. I brought the can out, grateful to be free of the freezing metal against my delicate skin. With a proud smile, I stood up and handed it to him.

    Eddie shook his head, the laughter still there. He cracked open the can and took a long pull from it. When he handed it to me, there was a wicked smile on his face. After a short and deep grunt, he said, “Sweet.”

    My heart raced at his look. My throat was desert dry, and I drained most of the can before handing it back to him. I looked around, hoping to spot a clock. It was probably getting close to ten, and we were two or three neighborhoods away from my prison.

    “It’s getting there, but I’ll get you back on time. Tell me how you feel.”

    I tried to get the words together, but my mind was racing far too fast. “It feels incredible. I can’t even describe it. It was the thrill of a lifetime, Eddie!”

    He smiled and let out a small laugh. “That’s your first time being bad, isn't it?”

    I nodded. “I’ve been a good little Christian girl my whole life. Up until a month ago, that is.”

    “It’s nice to see the decline from the very start.” Eddie pulled me hard against him. The can fell from my hands, but I never heard it clang to the ground. His kiss was passionate and manly, and I couldn't think of anything else.

    His arms were keeping me close, his lips were making me dizzy. The kiss seemed to last for ages, and I didn’t even care about getting home late. When it finally did break, I closed my eyes and took a long breath. There was something so right about Eddie, even though he was just so bad.

    He gave me that devilish grin. “It’s only the beginning.”

    The ride home ached. I couldn’t go back to the old life I had spent so much time trying to escape. Eddie could see it. He dropped me off a few blocks from home with two minutes to spare.

    He was still sitting on the motorcycle when I faced him. After another long kiss, he tilted his head toward my drive.

    “Back to the holy land with you, Faith. If you keep the act up, I will too. See you in church, darlin’.”

    With that, Eddie brought the motorcycle to life, letting it roar out into the night.

    I rolled my eyes and shook my head. He was right. Of course he was right. Eddie seemed to know me better than anyone. I did have to keep the act up. If my parents had any idea what Eddie was really like, I probably wouldn’t see the sun for at least five years.

    As I walked away, he called to me, “See you in church this Sunday!” Then he was off.

The weeks dragged onwards. Winter arrived, uninvited as always, bringing barren trees and the first snowfall in early October. I passed my tests and was officially a high school graduate. I think my mother was far prouder than I was. She was the teacher who had made it happen, after all.

    Eddie came to church twice a week without fail, and my parents only grew fonder of him. I did, too, but for far different reasons.

    I called my sister not long after my mother had graded all of my final exams.

    “Hello?” she answered.

    “Esther, I did it.” I didn’t sound all that excited. Not because I wasn't, but because I’d known I would pass long before I took the exams.

    “I was going to book a flight to kick your butt if you didn't! Congrats, Faith! We’re so proud of you!”

    Her husband Matt worked for some music company, which had dragged them all the way to California not long after she graduated.We hadn’t seen much of them since they moved four years ago, but I loved talking to her on the phone. Matt did well, and he took her all over the country. I loved hearing about her trips. It gave me something to daydream about when times got hard in Colorado Springs.

    I smiled. “I would hope my big sister would give me the proper motivation. How’s sunny California?”

    She scoffed, “I’ve told you every winter, it gets cold here too. Right now it’s sixty-eight