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blame them. She was easily the best looking girl there. Her hair had grown down to her waist and the curls were relaxed, not as corkscrew as in high school. She was wearing these tight jeans that hung low on her hips and this top that kept showing her stomach every time she moved. Of course those guys were interested in her. She was gorgeous.
    So it was my duty—and pleasure—to stay by her side all night. We talked like old times. Alcohol goes directly to Elsie’s vocal chords; the more she drinks, the more she talks. By that time of the night, she’d had plenty to drink and wanted to have a heart-to-heart.
    “I’m so proud of you,” she told me as we sat down on the rickety swing on the front porch. “You’re a college grad and a second lieutenant in the Air Force.”
    I shrugged it off. “Thanks. It’s not a big deal.”
    She leaned up and planted a kiss on my cheek. “Not a big deal? Look at what you’ve achieved.”
    “Thanks,” I said. I took a big gulp of beer. “I’m proud of you too.”
    “What for?”
    “For turning out the way you did.”
    She turned back to me with a frown. “Huh?”
    I laughed, giddy with everything. “You’re so grown up and so hot.” Hell, she wasn’t the only one affected by the alcohol.
    “Well, thanks. Though you should probably be thanking my parents for that, for giving me good genes.” She leaned her head back on the swing and closed her eyes, exposing her neck. “I’m so drunk.”
    “Yeah, you are.” My eyes traced her profile, from her lips to her chin, down her neck and finally to the soft swell of her chest. She was definitely grown all right.
    The column of her neck was too enticing to resist so I bent down and touched my lips to the point right above her collarbone, just to see what it would feel like.
    She jumped back as if I’d electrocuted. “What are you doing?”
    The beer and jungle juice was making me very brave. Hell, I’d made it through college and ROTC, surely I could also tell a girl I liked her. “I was kissing your neck.” What? I was chickenshit.
    “Why?”
    Now or never, Henry. “Because I like you, Elsie. I really like you.”
    She granted me a dreamy smile. “I like you too. You’re handsome.”
    I licked my lips as I stared at her mouth. “Actually, I take that back—”
    “What?” she asked. “You can’t take something like that ba—”
    I leaned over and kissed her. I just pressed my lips to hers, my body on auto-pilot . For the first second, she was too shocked to respond, but then her mouth opened and invited me in. She sat up with renewed purpose and grabbed my shoulders, pulling me closer.
    God, the kiss… I don’t know how to describe it without sounding cheesy or sentimental. It was just like I’d imagined, all soft and hard at the same time. Her tongue was sweet and sexy at once, and when she bit my lip… fuck. It made me hard all over. Even my toes had boners.
    I pulled away and I was sure I sounded desperate when I asked, “You want to come to my room?”
    “More than anything.”
    I took her hand and led her through the party, making sure Jason was not around to bear witness. I pulled her into my small, cluttered room and closed the door behind us.
    She kissed me again, her arms wrapped around my neck. I devoured her mouth as I gradually lowered her to the bed, pressing her into the mattress as I fought to control my body.
    I had to slow down and savor this night. If I wasn’t more careful, I’d detonate in five seconds and that was something I didn’t want for our first time together. I was doing fine until she wrapped her legs around my waist and moaned against my ear. “Henry, I want you to make love to me.”
    My hips moved on their own as I ground my dick into her crotch, trying by sheer will to liquefy all the fabric between us. I was this close. All I needed to do was relieve her of her clothes and plunge inside her, but like I said, I needed to slow down.
    I pulled away. “Have you done