Free Fighting to be Free by Kirsty Moseley by Kirsty Moseley Page A

noticed that he kept glancing round everywhere. “You looking for something?” I asked confused.
    He shook his head and laughed and ran round to his side of the car, he waited until we pulled out before he spoke.

    “No, I just stole this truck I was making sure there were no cops around.” He grinned at me wickedly and I felt my heart skip a beat in my chest. I gasped and looked round, oh god, we just stole a car? “Kidding, jeez you think I would steal a piece of crap like this?” he said, laughing his ass off.

    I slapped him arm playfully, “Not funny, Jamie! That scared the crap out of me,” I scolded, only half mad, it actually was pretty funny.

    “You can’t be a completely innocent girl, I mean, you did go home with a total stranger and have wild sex all night.” He winked at me, grinning cockily.

    “Just drive me home, smart ass,” I ordered, smiling.

    “Ok, where too?” he asked. I directed him to Stacey’s because that was where I was supposed to be spending the night last night and all my stuff was there.

    When we pulled up outside, I smiled nervously. “Well thanks for the lift, Jamie.” I shifted in my seat, unsure what else to say. On my God I felt like a cheap slut, I’ve just had a one night stand. Me, Ellie Pearce.
    “No problem, and here…” He handed me a piece of paper. I looked at it, it was a phone number, I looked back at him confused. “I know you said you weren’t looking for anything right now, but I just wanted to give you my number. That way, if you change your mind in a couple of days or a few weeks, you can give me a call,” he said shrugging.

    Yeah because a guy like him is still going to be single in a few weeks!

    “Jamie, I don’t think I’ll call,” I said uncomfortably.

    “Just keep the number and if you ever need anything, I don’t know, a lift in a crappy pickup or something, you can call me.” He leant over and kissed me. I kissed him back hungrily. Oh my God his kissing is out of this world. If I could, I would live right here in this moment and never move.

    I pulled away and smiled, “I’d better go. Stacey will be waiting for all the gossip on my night of passion, she’ll want all the gory details, us girls like to share,” I joked, winking at his shocked face.

    “You’re gonna go tell your friend about the sex we had last night?” he asked, looking a little worried about it. Wow, he seriously had nothing to worry about in that department!

    I climbed out of the truck and looked back at him. “Don’t worry stud, I’ll tell her you were good.” I winked at him as I shut the door.

    I heard him laugh as I skipped off to the side of the house, where Stacey would have, hopefully, left her window unlocked for me. Lucky for me Stacy had a ground floor bedroom. Her boyfriend used her window a lot, so he’d moved a boulder there to make it easier, so getting in wasn‘t a problem. I climbed in the window silently. She was still asleep even though it was almost 12 so I climbed in the bed next to her and curled up for another hour of blissful sleep.

    I woke to Stacey poking me, “Wake up!” she insisted, jabbing me again.

    “Ow Stace, stop poking me, you know how easily I bruise,” I joked, rubbing my arm. She laughed and poked me again until I opened my eyes.

    “Soooooo?” she asked excitedly,

    I laughed, “So, what?” I asked innocently.

    “So that guy was so freaking hot! Was it good? Did you use protection? Where did you go? How did you get home? Are you seeing him again?” she asked sitting up cross-legged on the bed. I sat up and stretched, “Oh you’re wearing his shirt!” she cooed, giving me the ‘that’s so cute’ face.

    “Stace, jeez slow down. Ok yes, he was insanely hot, we went to his place, man alive it was incredible, he drove me home and no I’m not seeing him again. Was there anything else?” I asked smiling.

    She looked at me proudly, “You had a one night stand! Oh, your first, I am so proud of