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“Boring science,” she whispered, and took over, rising onto her tiptoes, putting her hands on my shoulders, and raising her red mouth to mine.
She tilted her head, parted her lips, and went fucking wild.
She dragged her teeth along my bottom lip, ran her tongue over mine, and then dug her nails into my shoulders when I deepened the kiss. Just like that, she was pressed between my body and the side of the truck, which I knew she liked because her hands slid to my neck and she pulled me harder against her.
It was as if Sophie were a hundred percent in it for herself, and that scorched me like a wildfire, flames licking over every nerve ending in my body.
Dear God, had I ever been kissed like that before?
Her tongue was everywhere—tracing, teasing, stroking—while the smell of her perfume engulfed my senses, like smoke dancing around the end of a cigar. I was hypnotized, drugged, absolutely under the influence of the sexual promise of her wet, hot mouth.
My hands came out of my pockets and my fingers speared through her hair, entirely lacking in finesse and absolutely in it for grip as I held her head still so I could take us even deeper.
What in the fuck is this kiss?
Kissing Sophie was a headlock that rendered me utterly immobilized.
She made a growling sound in the back of her throat, then unclenched the fingers that had been clawing at the back of my neck. She dropped from her tiptoes and her eyes blinked open.
“So, um,” she said in a throaty voice that I felt everywhere. She pushed at her hair, touched her upper lip with a fingertip, and then gave me a small smirk. “Boom, chemistry, right? Have a good night, Max.”
“You, too,” I said, but I didn’t know if she heard it because she’d already turned away and was walking to her car. I stood there staring as she climbed inside and drove away.
What the hell had just happened?
“Who was that, Maxxie?”
My parents were standing on their front porch.When the hell did they come out?
“My friend Sophie,” I said, intentionally keeping my eyes on my keys as I climbed into my truck because I didn’t want to watch my parents exchange meaningful glances.
“Oh, yeah?” my mom asked, sounding absurdly excited. Which wasn’t shocking, since she’d obviously seen me kissing someone in her front yard. “Are you two going out again soon?”
“We’re going to a wedding tomorrow, so yes,” I said, closing my door, and when I looked at my father, he lookedhappy. Sohappy. He looked like a child who’d just been promised a free trip to Disneyland with VIP passes to everything. Even though they’d witnessed one hell of a kiss, I still felt the need to add, “But we’re just friends, Ma.”
Obviously my statement fell on deaf ears, because my dad looked at my mom and actually winked when she said, “You know, friendship is the best foundation for a relationship.”
Shit.
“Leave him alone, Lorna—he’s not going to listen to us,” my father said.
She sighed. “I know.”
“I’ve got a good feeling about this Sophie, though,” he mused, as if I wasn’t there. It felt like he was trying to sell my mom a car when he said, “She seems like just the kind of girl to take good care of our Maxxie. Pretty, smart, sweet—she definitely has potential.”
What the hell is going on?He didn’t know a single thing about her, other than what she looked like and that I’d been kissing the hell out of her against the side of my truck. I opened my mouth to say something—anything—when he narrowed his eyes and gave me the tiniest headshake before looking down.
My phone buzzed, and when I took it out, I was confused for a half second.
Because I had a text from my dad.
I glanced at him, and he was looking in the other direction, as if he hadn’t just texted me.
Dad:I found a boat I want to buy, so for the love of God, milk this thing with Sophie, okay?
I shook my head and muttered, “What are you talking about?”
He got out his phone and started texting.
