CHAPTER ONE
Kevin and Lacey are kissing. I’m trying not to notice but it’s hard when you’ve just finished watching the same movie three times in a row and yet they still haven’t noticed it. I was also the only one sitting by them self in the room. Okay, not really but Brian doesn’t count. He doesn’t want to sit by any one. Since I was the only other person in the room, I guess he just doesn’t want to sit by me. My eyes were growing heavy and I tried to close them but Lacey kept letting out soft moans every five seconds and they woke me back up.
“This blows,” I said.
Brian let out a small chuckle that made me look at him. He was leaning back in the lounge chair and smiling a little. I didn’t find any of this funny. I was tired, I was hungry, I was bored and I was annoyed all the while my best friend was playing tonsil-tennis with her boyfriend.
“Sit with Brian then,” Lacey mumbles out of breath. She went right back to kissing Kevin. I don’t know how she can keep going without taking a breath.
I shook my head and saw Brian staring at me. He smiled when I looked back and I didn’t return it.
“You can sit here,” Brian said. He patted his lap and waited for me to walk to him. I didn’t move. My legs wouldn’t let me. Somehow I knew that if I sat with him we might kiss and I don’t want that to happen.
Kissing Brian is like kissing a Greek God. I have never kissed a Greek God but I know that it has to be amazing. So, I guess, I’m saying that Brian is an amazing kisser. I wonder if he thinks I’m a great kisser.
“Are you going to sit with me, Avery?” Brian asked. I looked up at him and frowned. He still had that smile on his face.
“I don’t know,” I said. It’s true. I wasn’t sure if I should sit with him. Maybe I’ll fall asleep and won’t have to worry about him kissing me.
He laughed and patted his lap again. This time I did move. I stood up, moved side to side, touched my toes and then walked over to him. How do I do this? Do I just sit down? Am I supposed to lie across his lap? What do I do?
Too late. Brian wrapped a hand around my waist and pulled me to him. My butt was on his left knee and my legs were hanging over the side of the chair. “Are you sure this is okay?”
He nodded making his brown hair bounce a little. A finger was drawing little circles on my lower back and I was happy my tattoo wasn’t visible. It was a mistake to get it. My sister and I have the same tattoo. Hers is a small red rose and mine a small pink rose. What can I say, we were drunk.
His touch made me shiver and it sent tingly sensations through my body. We were staring at each other and I knew it was coming. He’s going to kiss me. Please don’t.
Do it. Get it over with. Kiss me you idiot.
“Kiss me,” I whispered. My damn stupid mouth can’t keep closed. Why does he have to be so perfect?
A frown appeared on his face but he did as I said. It was amazing. My mouth enjoyed his taste…maybe a little too much. Keep going, I thought hoping he couldn’t read my mind. The warmth from his touch made me feel like I was on fire. God, it feels so good.
Brian pulled away. Thank you Brian. Thank you for pulling away. “I’m sorry, Avery.”
I frowned this time, confused. I must be a bad kisser. “Don’t worry about it,” I said unable to hide the hurt in my voice. He searched my eyes and that was when I decided to close them so I wouldn’t cry. That was when sleep found me.
Kevin and Lacey are kissing. I’m trying not to notice but it’s hard when you’ve just finished watching the same movie three times in a row and yet they still haven’t noticed it. I was also the only one sitting by them self in the room. Okay, not really but Brian doesn’t count. He doesn’t want to sit by any one. Since I was the only other person in the room, I guess he just doesn’t want to sit by me. My eyes were growing heavy and I tried to close them but Lacey kept letting out soft moans every five seconds and they woke me back up.
“This blows,” I said.
Brian let out a small chuckle that made me look at him. He was leaning back in the lounge chair and smiling a little. I didn’t find any of this funny. I was tired, I was hungry, I was bored and I was annoyed all the while my best friend was playing tonsil-tennis with her boyfriend.
“Sit with Brian then,” Lacey mumbles out of breath. She went right back to kissing Kevin. I don’t know how she can keep going without taking a breath.
I shook my head and saw Brian staring at me. He smiled when I looked back and I didn’t return it.
“You can sit here,” Brian said. He patted his lap and waited for me to walk to him. I didn’t move. My legs wouldn’t let me. Somehow I knew that if I sat with him we might kiss and I don’t want that to happen.
Kissing Brian is like kissing a Greek God. I have never kissed a Greek God but I know that it has to be amazing. So, I guess, I’m saying that Brian is an amazing kisser. I wonder if he thinks I’m a great kisser.
“Are you going to sit with me, Avery?” Brian asked. I looked up at him and frowned. He still had that smile on his face.
“I don’t know,” I said. It’s true. I wasn’t sure if I should sit with him. Maybe I’ll fall asleep and won’t have to worry about him kissing me.
He laughed and patted his lap again. This time I did move. I stood up, moved side to side, touched my toes and then walked over to him. How do I do this? Do I just sit down? Am I supposed to lie across his lap? What do I do?
Too late. Brian wrapped a hand around my waist and pulled me to him. My butt was on his left knee and my legs were hanging over the side of the chair. “Are you sure this is okay?”
He nodded making his brown hair bounce a little. A finger was drawing little circles on my lower back and I was happy my tattoo wasn’t visible. It was a mistake to get it. My sister and I have the same tattoo. Hers is a small red rose and mine a small pink rose. What can I say, we were drunk.
His touch made me shiver and it sent tingly sensations through my body. We were staring at each other and I knew it was coming. He’s going to kiss me. Please don’t.
Do it. Get it over with. Kiss me you idiot.
“Kiss me,” I whispered. My damn stupid mouth can’t keep closed. Why does he have to be so perfect?
A frown appeared on his face but he did as I said. It was amazing. My mouth enjoyed his taste…maybe a little too much. Keep going, I thought hoping he couldn’t read my mind. The warmth from his touch made me feel like I was on fire. God, it feels so good.
Brian pulled away. Thank you Brian. Thank you for pulling away. “I’m sorry, Avery.”
I frowned this time, confused. I must be a bad kisser. “Don’t worry about it,” I said unable to hide the hurt in my voice. He searched my eyes and that was when I decided to close them so I wouldn’t cry. That was when sleep found me.