essence and all I think about is how I want his smell on my
skin. I rub the sleeve of his shirt against my cheek. “What’s your
interest in me?”
He scoots closer and the heat from his body
radiates onto mine. “You’re a mystery to me. I like that.”
“Really?” I slide over a little bit until our
arms are touching through our clothes. “I was under the impression
that you thought I was rude.”
“You are.” I’m not rude by nature, but I know
I can be when I have to be.
The confusion of this whole scenario drenches
me like a hurricane rainstorm. This guy is the type of guy teenage
girls idolize. So attractive that just looking into his eyes could
make a person weep. But that isn’t all. Adam is polite, educated,
and at times sweet and caring. “I don’t understand why you like me.
You could have anyone you want.”
He doesn’t turn his head, but he looks at me
out of the corner of his eye. “You’re right. I could have anyone I
want.” He reaches out and massages my cheek with his thumb. “But I
don’t want anyone else. I want you.”
“But why?” There’s nothing special about
me.
He leans in closer. “What can I say? I like
girls who slap me around.”
A hushed laugh exits my throat. “So that’s
it.”
Part of me is fighting the urge to kiss him.
Part of me wants to hurl myself at him. He cups my chin and I’m
overwhelmed with desire. I want his mouth on mine. His full lower
lip entices me. I’m staring at it, wondering what it will feel like
to have it brush against mine.
I lie back on the cold damp, ground. A chill
circulates through me and I snap back to reality. Adam’s is a
sorcerer and every time he looks at me, his spell has an effect on
me. Adam lies down next to me and takes my hand. “What’s wrong?” I
face him. His eyes search mine for answers.
My head snaps up and I get lost in the beauty
of the stars above me. “You must hate it here,” I say changing the
subject.
“No. I like it actually.”
“Really? I’d never pick Burton over
Chicago.”
“In a city that big, it’s hard to get to know
people.”
“Didn’t you live there your whole life?”
“No. We moved around a lot because of my
father’s job. Before Illinois, I lived in Texas and before Texas I
lived in Michigan.”
“I envy you,” I tell him. “I’ve lived in this
small po-dunk town my entire life. It must have been something to
see as many places as you’ve seen.”
“It gets old.”
“I’d trade places with you in a second.” I
prop myself up with my elbow.
“Are you sure about that?” He props himself
up, facing me. “Every few years a different school. A different
home. A different way of life. Trust me, you’d hate it.”
“No I wouldn’t.” He rests his free hand on
the curve of my hip. I bite my lower lip, thinking about how I wish
his hand would burn through my clothing. I want his hands on my
bare skin. “You never answered my question.” Well, he told me he
liked girls who slap him around, but that wasn’t direct answer. So
my question is still valid.
He moves closer and exhales. His warm breath
washes over my face. I sigh. He grips my hip. I’m unglued. I’m a
flower and my petals are being plucked. Adam rests his lips against
my forehead and longing for him to do more detonates in my heart.
“You know why I want you, Ellory?”
He’s like a seductive god. Adam knows to
perfect every touch. Every kiss. Every comment and every smile that
would drive a female conquest of his crazy. I’m trembling. I’m
losing the strong part of myself. “Answer it already,” I demand
with a quiver of my vocal chords.
“You’re unlike any girl I’ve ever met and
that fascinates me.” He’s so close that his lips are an inch away
from mine. “You’re wild, reckless, and unpredictable. So many girls
lack those qualities. Trust me. I would know.”
I don’t doubt that. “So what are you going to
do? Try and tame me?”
In one swift motion, he pulls me on
skin. I rub the sleeve of his shirt against my cheek. “What’s your
interest in me?”
He scoots closer and the heat from his body
radiates onto mine. “You’re a mystery to me. I like that.”
“Really?” I slide over a little bit until our
arms are touching through our clothes. “I was under the impression
that you thought I was rude.”
“You are.” I’m not rude by nature, but I know
I can be when I have to be.
The confusion of this whole scenario drenches
me like a hurricane rainstorm. This guy is the type of guy teenage
girls idolize. So attractive that just looking into his eyes could
make a person weep. But that isn’t all. Adam is polite, educated,
and at times sweet and caring. “I don’t understand why you like me.
You could have anyone you want.”
He doesn’t turn his head, but he looks at me
out of the corner of his eye. “You’re right. I could have anyone I
want.” He reaches out and massages my cheek with his thumb. “But I
don’t want anyone else. I want you.”
“But why?” There’s nothing special about
me.
He leans in closer. “What can I say? I like
girls who slap me around.”
A hushed laugh exits my throat. “So that’s
it.”
Part of me is fighting the urge to kiss him.
Part of me wants to hurl myself at him. He cups my chin and I’m
overwhelmed with desire. I want his mouth on mine. His full lower
lip entices me. I’m staring at it, wondering what it will feel like
to have it brush against mine.
I lie back on the cold damp, ground. A chill
circulates through me and I snap back to reality. Adam’s is a
sorcerer and every time he looks at me, his spell has an effect on
me. Adam lies down next to me and takes my hand. “What’s wrong?” I
face him. His eyes search mine for answers.
My head snaps up and I get lost in the beauty
of the stars above me. “You must hate it here,” I say changing the
subject.
“No. I like it actually.”
“Really? I’d never pick Burton over
Chicago.”
“In a city that big, it’s hard to get to know
people.”
“Didn’t you live there your whole life?”
“No. We moved around a lot because of my
father’s job. Before Illinois, I lived in Texas and before Texas I
lived in Michigan.”
“I envy you,” I tell him. “I’ve lived in this
small po-dunk town my entire life. It must have been something to
see as many places as you’ve seen.”
“It gets old.”
“I’d trade places with you in a second.” I
prop myself up with my elbow.
“Are you sure about that?” He props himself
up, facing me. “Every few years a different school. A different
home. A different way of life. Trust me, you’d hate it.”
“No I wouldn’t.” He rests his free hand on
the curve of my hip. I bite my lower lip, thinking about how I wish
his hand would burn through my clothing. I want his hands on my
bare skin. “You never answered my question.” Well, he told me he
liked girls who slap him around, but that wasn’t direct answer. So
my question is still valid.
He moves closer and exhales. His warm breath
washes over my face. I sigh. He grips my hip. I’m unglued. I’m a
flower and my petals are being plucked. Adam rests his lips against
my forehead and longing for him to do more detonates in my heart.
“You know why I want you, Ellory?”
He’s like a seductive god. Adam knows to
perfect every touch. Every kiss. Every comment and every smile that
would drive a female conquest of his crazy. I’m trembling. I’m
losing the strong part of myself. “Answer it already,” I demand
with a quiver of my vocal chords.
“You’re unlike any girl I’ve ever met and
that fascinates me.” He’s so close that his lips are an inch away
from mine. “You’re wild, reckless, and unpredictable. So many girls
lack those qualities. Trust me. I would know.”
I don’t doubt that. “So what are you going to
do? Try and tame me?”
In one swift motion, he pulls me on
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