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    Plenty – (Chapter: Close to Realization)

    "Brooke, stop wait," they stopped on the doorstep, "Look
    at me. I am
    so not dressed to be out anywhere."

    Brooke’s hand shot out in a dismissive gesture.

    "Oh, stop it Sam, you look cute. I promise."

    Sam stood in silence as Brooke gave her a once over. The camo pants
    and hoodie made her look skaterish especially with her long hair,
    which was partially under the hood. Brooke reached out and pushed
    the hood back. Her hand grazed Sam’s smooth forehead and the top
    of
    her hair on its way. She finished with tucking the errant strands of
    hair behind Sam’s ears and cleared her throat.

    "There you look great."

    After all that Sam felt the need to shed the hoodie. It was too hot
    to be wearing this outside, she told herself. When she pulled it off
    the edges of her black fitted t-shirt lifted up and Brooke had a
    full on view of her lower abdomen. Wow, she had never noticed how
    toned Sam actually was.

    "You been working out McPherson?"

    Sam blushed but quickly regained her composure.

    "I run every morning and we do actually have a gym in there ya
    know," she pointed to the house, "So yes, to answer your
    question, I
    do occasionally take advantage of my current residence and work…
    out"

    Brooke tried to keep from smiling but failed miserably.

    "You’re full of surprises aren’t you."

    That comment got the hoodie tossed at her and a view of Sam’s
    retreating form stretched out in front of her. The waft of Sam smell
    from the apparel assault invaded her nostrils and her head turned
    slightly to the side as she watched Sam walk away. What was it about
    this girl that made her feel giddy.

    Sam waited patiently at the car for the door to be unlocked. Once
    they were in, they zoomed down the driveway and into the warm day.
    The sun was beating down, which made Sam glad she had taken off her
    hoodie. Brooke had the offending article of clothing in her lap. She
    hoped that Sam wouldn’t notice. She just really liked the smell
    that
    was still emanating from it . She had always thought that Sam
    smelled good. It was a mix of a lot of different things including;
    shampoo, lotion, a tiny bit of perfume and natural Sam smell. It
    made Brooke wonder what she herself smelled like. It was odd she had
    never actually thought about it. She had been told that she did
    indeed smell good, but that had been the various boys she had dated,
    Josh and Harrison being the major two.

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