Alex POV
I felt good walking Gemma to the dining hall; she felt right in my arms and did not seem to mind being there either. I have yet to talk to her about becoming my girlfriend. I feel we are too young to put labels on our time together, but at the same time, I wanted to put a name to it to keep other boys away from her. I am at that age where I often feel like a grown man, and other times, still a kid. It is frustrating as I navigate through this minefield of constantly changing emotions. Plus, it is hard to keep my shaft from getting hard around her. Having her in my arms or even brushing past her rises to the occasion.
I pulled out her chair so she could sit down, picked up the napkin, shook it out, and lay on her lap. I heard her quietly giggle as I did this and knew I was doing
