Ginny seemed to hit a nerve with her choice of words. She wasn’t sure how remedy it. Luckily, Sara pushed past it. “Anyone? Really?” Ginny still wasn’t convinced that Sara meant girls by that.
“Seems there a lots of people single. It is the end of the year,” Ginny mused as if just making small talk. It was a pretty common thing. Those relationships that survived the year almost never survived the summer. “Even someone that is a total catch, like me, is single. Can you imagine?” Ginny asked with a laugh.
Ginny grinned triumphantly as Sara actually moaned. “Feel good?” she breathed, having leaned down so her breath tickled Sara’s ear.
“Well, that would defeat me trying to come up with something, wouldn’t it?” There was no mistaking Sara’s tone. Of course, that didn’t mean the other girl was ready for anything beyond flirting.
Threading her fingers through Sara’s hair, Ginny firmly but gently pulled her head back. She hovered a few inches from Sara’s face. Attentive to her posture, she wondered if Sara would resist her control.