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“Yeah, right.” I snort, making him smile wider. “I definitely don’t need to be prom queen.”
“You should be,” he says, letting go of my hand and running it over some of the costumes. “See anything in here that would go with your dress?”
“Actually, I do,” I answer, keeping my eyes on him.
“Oh yeah, what?” He rummages through a few pieces. When I don’t answer, he looks back at me, and it registers what I mean. “Oh really?” He gives me a flirty smile.
“Maybe.”
“You know, I can see those smoldering eyes anytime I want now?”
I turn my head to the side. “How’s that?”
He pulls his cell phone out and unlocks it, flashing me the screen.
“You didn’t.”
“I did.” His grin encompasses his face.
I reach for the phone, but he jerks his hand away, raising it in the air. “Matt, you can’t do that.”
“Why not? You sent it to me.”
“Yeah, but …” I reach again, knowing I won’t be able to reach it but still clawing at his arm. “That’s private.”
“And it’ll stay private.” He laughs, wrapping an arm around me, keeping his other arm high in the air. “It’s for my eyes only. That’s why I locked my phone.”
I stop struggling for the phone but stay close to him. “Fine.” I pout my lips.
“You should feel honored.”
“Oh really? And why is that?”
“Because I replaced my Selena Gomez wallpaper with you.”
I scoff, trying my best to act like I’m insulted when I actually feel a little flattered. Not so much that he replaced his previous wallpaper, but that he even put my picture on his phone at all. Knowing he wants it there, to look at me whenever he wants, sends a shiver through my body. I look up at him, meeting his eyes, before finding his lips. Bringing my hand up to his chest, I feel his hold around me tighten. Somehow, the large, dim closet feels smaller. And darker. He slips his phone into his back pocket, before reaching up, his thumb brushing across my cheek then tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
Reaching my hands up, my fingers slide across his jaw, feeling the stubble that he hasn’t shaven away in a couple days, before clasping my fingers behind his neck. Slowly, he lowers his head down, resting his forehead against mine.
“Iz,” he breathes out my name. “I … you …” His Adam’s apple bobs, as he closes his lips.
“What is it?”
“I …” he tries again, but his words falter.
I’m not sure what he’s going to say or why he’s hesitating. Maybe he thinks the same thing I do, and just doesn’t want to get into an argument again. Or maybe he’s going to ask me out again. No matter what it is, I’m fully intent on answering with a resolute yes to any and everything. But there aren’t any more words.
His lips find mine, and I let out an involuntarily moan, finally being able to savor his lips again. As soon as they touch mine, my body is on fire, and I never want the flame to go out. I wrap my arms tighter around his neck, wanting whatever space there is between us to disappear forever. His tongue slides across my bottom lip, and I welcome it with mine. His hands run up my waist and then down, clamping around my butt, sending even more excitement through my body.
His lips break away from mine for a moment, but only to travel down my chin, then along my jaw and down my neck. After one last kiss along my neck, his mouth finds mine again, and I take a small nibble out of his bottom lip. Our tongues find one another, as his hands roam up my back, my fingers running through his hair.
I could stay in this closet with Matt for hours, days even. But we’re interrupted as someone comes in through the door.
“I’m an overachiever, what can I say.” I hear Natalie’s voice coming towards us. “I know they won, but still—oh!” She stops in her tracks, looking between Matt and me.
“What is it?” I hear Sam say behind her, before finally coming into view.
“Sorry,” Natalie squeaks, before turning around and ushering Sam out.
