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Her red lips and rosy cheeks were fucking beautiful and I had to take a moment before I could form a coherent sentence and not sound like a fucking eejit.
“I’ll do that,” was all I came up with.
“Well, thanks for saving me,” she whispered. Her eyes darted from my eyes to my mouth several times before she leaned over and pressed her lips to my cheek. “Again.”
It was the smallest, briefest, least sexy peck, but it had come from her lips and that changed everything. Just like last night had changed everything. It deepened everything I had been desperately trying to deny. The signs I had been hiding from. They shot up like neon posters on the sides of buildings.
I was so fucking thrown off-kilter by this girl.
Stunned, I could do nothing but stare at her and mutter the words, “You’re welcome.”
With glowing red cheeks, Shannon pushed the car door open and moved to climb out.
“Wait!” I regrettably called out, snaking a hand out and catching her wrist.
Shannon looked at me with wide eyes.
Let her go, asshole. Let the girl go.
You can’t do right by her.
“Here—” Reaching into the glove compartment, I pulled out a leather case and quickly flicked through a bunch of mix CDs, stopping when I found the one I wanted, “Listen to track nine.” I practically shoved the CD into her hand and shrugged. “Reminds me of you.”
“Oh, okay,” she replied, holding the CD carefully. “I will.”
“Good.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Bye, Johnny,” she whispered before quickly closing the door and hurrying away.
“Bye, Shannon,” I replied gruffly, watching her every move as she walked away from me.
Trouble. I was in so much fucking trouble.
I drove the whole way home on autopilot with my brain reeling, my hormones raging, and life throwing a tiny brown-haired plot twist in my path. I was so consumed in my thoughts that it wasn’t until I parked up in my usual spot out back that I noticed her schoolbag was still in my car.
Groaning, I slapped my head on the wheel and prayed for an intervention.
I needed one. Because this girl was going to ruin me.
Half an hour later, I was standing outside Shannon’s front door with sweaty palms and a racing heart.
What the hell was I doing here?
This was madness.
Put the schoolbag down and walk the fuck away, the sensible part of me instructed.
But of course, I didn’t listen.
No, because I had to knock instead.
The sound of footsteps pattering on the staircase came from the other side of the door followed by a key twisting in the lock, and then she was there, standing in front of me, obliterating any notion of walking away.
“Hi, Johnny,” Shannon said in a breathy voice, staring up at me all wide-eyed and lethal. “You’re back.”
