“You’re doing it again,” Maya said, nudging his shoulder. “Doing what?” “Thinking about the math test on a Friday night.”
Leo finally looked up, his eyes catching the glow of the amber porch light. “I wasn’t thinking about math, actually.” free cuteteen sex
The old tire swing creaked in rhythm with the crickets. Maya sat on the edge of the porch, her sneakers scuffed from a summer of chasing sunsets. Beside her, Leo was busy untangling a knot in his hoodie string, his brow furrowed in that way that usually meant he was thinking too hard. “You’re doing it again,” Maya said, nudging his