The Forever of Ella and Micha

I chicken out. “I just don’t think we should start drinking yet when we know we’re going to be doing that for most of the weekend.”
    He withdraws his hand and rotates in the seat. “Excellent point. Although, it would help pass the time.”
    I gaze at the window as the land progressively changes from green to white, lost in my thoughts. Will I ever be stable enough to help people instead of cause them problems?

Micha
    It’s late when we arrive at Star Grove. The sky is black and the stars are covered by clouds. A thick layer of snow blankets the streets, the houses, and the yards, and red and green Christmas lights flash around the trimming of my house.
    Lila is asleep in the front seat with her head relaxed against the window. Ella fell asleep in my lap and with her face so close to my cock that my mind has been filled with dirty scenarios almost the entire drive. But I boxed up my sexual tension, not wanting to relive another episode where Ethan overhears us doing naughty things.
    When Ethan parks the truck in my driveway, Lila wakes up and stretches her arms above her head like a cat. “Where are we?” She blinks her eyes at my two-story house and then at Ella’s house next door. There are no tire tracks in the snow in the driveway of her house, which means no one is home.
    My mom’s car is parked out in front of the open garage where the back end of the Chevelle sticks out. Ethan jumps out, leaving his door wide open, and tramples through the snow to the back of the truck. Lila follows, letting the cold air in, and meets Ethan at the tailgate. They begin to get the frozen suitcases out of the back.
    Ella is nuzzled in my lap, fast asleep, and I just can’t help myself. Nibbling on my lip ring to stifle my laughter, I gently pinch Ella on the rib, right below her boob. She jumps up from her deep sleep, green eyes wild and glowing in the dim cab light.
    “What the hell?” She smacks my arm, blinking the wreariness out of her eyes. “That was the meanest way to wake me up ever.”
    I rub my arm where she hit me. “It was actually one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen.”
    “A jerk move.” She leans forward toward my neck, but at the last second heads south and bites at my chest through my shirt
    I wince, but smile. “You know that turns me on more than anything.”
    She brings her bottom lip in between her teeth. “You’ve been turned on for most of the drive. I could feel it pressed against my cheek.”
    Ready to end the battle, I finish with a winning line. “That’s because you’re mouth was only inches away from my cock.”
    Her cheeks heat up as her lip pops free, all red and swollen and so tempting. I get out of the car into the freezing cold and offer my hand to her. She takes it, about to jump out in the snow in her flip-flops.
    “Wait a second.” I retract my hand and turn my back to her. “Hop on or else you’re going to freeze your toes off.”
    She mounts my back willingly and I carry her to the porch. Icicles dangle from the trimming and the ice on the steps has been sprinkled with salt. My breath laces out in front of me as I reach above the porch light and retrieve the house key hidden below a clay pigeon. I lower Ella to the ground, hand her the key, and dismount off the steps into the driveway, my boots crunching in the snow.
    “Unlock it and go inside,” I instruct, backing toward the car. “I’ll get our stuff.”
    She watches me, her skin like porcelain beneath the porch light. “Who said I was staying here?”
    “Who said you weren’t?” I smirk. “Now quit being a pain in the ass and get your butt inside where it’s warm.”
    Before she turns away, a trace of a smile reveals itself on her lips. She unlocks the door and goes inside while I get our bags. Ethan decides he’s going to crash on the couch, which he’s done a lot since we were kids. Lila takes the bed in the spare room. That leaves Ella in my bed, something I’m thrilled about, although she probably won’t share the feeling.
    After I show Lila where the room is and toss Ethan a blanket, I carry the bags to the bedroom. The light is on and Ella is lying in my bed on her stomach, flipping through the pages of…
    “Where the fuck did you get that?” I lunge for the notebook, but she rolls to the side, laughing and hugging it to her chest.
    “Oh my God… is this like your little black book?” She flinches as I leap on top of her and steal the notebook away from her