rage.
I know I don’t have to explain, but I still want to. “We’ve never liked each other that way,” I say feelingly, looking straight into Yuki’s eyes, wiling him to believe me.
Jace opens his mouth, but I don’t give him another chance to make trouble. “Good night, Jace.” I glare at him so he knows I mean it.
“But---”
“ Good night .”
He laughingly throws his hands up as if surrendering. “I can take a hint.” As he walks back to his car, he says over his shoulders, “I’ll call you tomorrow, aight?”
And I am going to kill him tomorrow, slowly, painfully, and cruelly.
I almost jump when Yuki’s hand settles around my nape…just before he spins me around and captures my lips in a kiss.
My toes curl.
I used to wonder how is it people in love don’t get bored kissing the same person over and over. I mean, I’m only fantasizing about snogging with hot guys and I still get bored, after a time.
But now I’m starting to understand why.
With the right guy, the kisses can only get better.
Hotter. Harder. Wetter.
When Yuki pulls away I look up at him breathlessly.
A small smile tugs at his lips. “Liked it, senpai ?”
I blush but nod anyway. “Umm…do you want to come in?”
“Maybe next time, senpai ,” he says after a beat. “Can you go out tonight?”
My shoulder droops. “I told my mom I’d be having dinner at home.”
Yuki gracefully backs down. “Then tomorrow? We’ll have breakfast together?”
I nod eagerly. “We can meet up---” I stop when Yuki shakes his head.
“I’ll drive you to the diner. Six sounds okay to you?”
“Yup!”
We stare at each other. I feel like…we’re both happy, even if we’re not really smiling.
“I better go,” Yuki says finally.
“Okay.” I wonder if I’ll ever have the courage to ask him for a kiss first.
“See you tomorrow, senpai .”
“See you,” I say, all the while feeling foolish for being so disappointed that he’s not going to kiss me again.
Yuki smirks.
My eyes widen.
He knows.
“Piss off,” I snarl.
He laughs as he gets inside his car. “Come here, senpai , and I’ll kiss you goodbye.”
I dig my feet into the ground, telling myself that I’d die before---
“Please, senpai .”
It’s no use.
I go around his car and the moment I reach his side, Yuki’s hands shoot out of the window, cupping my face and pulling my head down for a kiss that brands every inch of me until my head is whirling and I’m gasping at the sensations battering my body.
When he pulls away, I have to grip the edge of the roof of his car to keep me steady.
“Are you hot for me now, senpai ?”
“F-f-f-piss off!”
“Mmm…I think you are.”
“Piss off,” I say more firmly this time.
He smiles his angel’s smile. “Good night, senpai . I hope that’s enough to give you---”
“Good night,” I cut him off hurriedly, knowing what he’s about to say and not wanting to blush any harder than I’m already doing.
As I turn back to our house, Yuki calls my name.
When I look back I’m surprised to see a brooding frown on Yuki’s face. “What is it?”
“I need you to be honest with
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