Domfounded In My Garden
Page Three



I had to control myself to keep from drooling into the glasses. He had taken his shirt off while I was inside! As I handed him his drink, I had to resist the urge to jump on him and grope his defined chest and taste those ears, that neck and those lips!

We chatted and drank our lemonades. Of course, I had spiked his, so that I could be sure to take advantage of him. I'm joking. We drank our non-spiked cold lemonades and I rushed back to the house to get some chips and dip, too.

Dom looked a little irritated and said, "These jeans are really digging into me." He looked towards the gate. "Do you think anyone will come in? Are you expecting anyone?"

"Nah, I'll run them off, whoever shows up!" I laughed, then he laughed, too. I was almost totally serious eventhough I was laughing. I didn't want my time with this boy to be interrupted!

I thought he was just going to unbutton his denim shorts. I prayed he was going to unzip them. I almost choked on an icecube as I saw him get up and pull them off. My head was spinning with the possibilities of that night!