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But I couldn’t react; all I could do was feel.
And God, did I feel everything.
My hands roamed across his chest, they couldn’t go any further since he held my arms prisoner, and my lips responded to every movement of his.
“Oh my God!” Avery shrieked. “You look like you’re about to make babies with your tongues!”
Her words were like a bucket of ice water being poured over me.
I hastily turned my face away, so Trace’s lips connected with my cheek.
He groaned as he let me go.
“You have about ten seconds to explain yourself before I dredge up my long buried karate skills and kick your ass,” Avery fumed, from behind Trace. I peeked over his shoulder to see Avery standing there, hands on her hips, and her hair flaming around her shoulders.
Trace groaned and I resisted the urge to kick him for leaving me, making me cry, and then storming into my dorm room like a maniac and kissing me senseless.
He pulled away and I would have fallen if it weren’t for the wall holding me up.
Ignoring Avery, he said to me, “I’m sorry, Olivia.”
Those words were like a slap.
He’d said the same thing when he kissed me the first time.
Was I really that bad?
“No! No!” He exclaimed at my pained expression.
“Tracey, you better hurry up and explain what that sorry is about,” Avery tapped her foot against the floor, giving him the evil eye.
He licked his lips and looked from Avery to me.
“Can we talk in private?” He pleaded with me.
“No,” Avery answered him, but his eyes never wavered from mine.
“Avery,” I pleaded.
“Fine!” She threw her hands in the air. “But I will be right outside that door,” she told me. “And if you,” she thrust a finger roughly into Trace’s chest, “try anything, I will come in here and forcibly remove your balls from your body, and stuff them down your throat,” she seethed, storming outside, and slamming the door closed.
“Whoa,” Trace looked from the closed door to me. “I take it you told her?”
I crossed my arms protectively over my chest and nodded.
He rubbed his jaw, nodding.
“I really am sorry,” he whispered.
“I know,” I snapped, looking at the ground. “You’ve said that a bunch of times now. I’m sorry you kissed me too, now get out.”
Score 1 for Olivia.
His face fell. “That’s not what I meant.”
I ground my teeth together.
I steeled my shoulders, the words tumbling out of my mouth before I could stop them, “Kissing me, apologizing, and then running away kind of speaks for itself Trace.”
