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“Do you—”
“Can I—”
We both talk at the same time so I wave my arm at her. “You go first.”
“No… you go.”
Her eyes pull me in, the hazel orbs distracting me and what I was going to say. I’ve never looked into a pair of eyes like it before, and I know I should say something, but I’m not physically able to.
My feet are moving forward before I realize what I’m doing; my hand reaches up, cupping the side of her face and marveling at how the moonlight illuminates her beauty.
“You’re so beautiful,” I murmur, moving closer. So close that we’re practically touching. I can hear, feel, see, her intake of breath as she looks up at me, her eyes never leaving mine.
I don’t know how long we stay there, staring at each other, but so many things pass between us and before I know it, my other hand is reaching out for her too.
“Tell me to stop,” I whisper.
She shakes her head, her mouth parting before her tongue darts out to wet her lips.
I grab her waist, the pads of my fingers sliding underneath the hem of her tank, the soft skin feeling so smooth against my rough hand.
Dipping my head, I move closer as she reaches up on her tiptoes, her one hand coming onto my chest while the other lands on my bicep.
“Don’t stop.”
No sooner has she said those words do I slam my lips down onto hers. As soon as our lips connect, she moans which has me pulling her even closer and stepping forward.
My tongue flicks out, tracing her bottom lip, begging for entrance. She opens up for me and I drag my tongue along hers; my heartbeat picking up and my hands grab for her, wanting her even closer but knowing we can’t possibly get any closer than we already are.
I take another two steps forward, keeping her close and coming to the back of the van. Pushing her against it, I pull away slowly and open my eyes.
I take in all of her features. Her straight nose, her almond-shaped eyes, and the long lashes that flutter along the tops of her cheeks before she opens them.
“I’ve wanted to do that for so long now,” I tell her. “I couldn’t stop it any longer. I had to.”
Her lips part as a breath leaves her body and she opens her mouth.
“Lexi! You out here?”
I step back from her, my eyes wide at hearing my dad’s voice as the gravel crunches under his feet.
“I…” She clears her throat. “I’m here.”
“Ahhh! What are you doing—” He stops abruptly when he sees me, his brows rising as he looks between us.
“I gotta go,” I say, pus
hing my hands through my hair and looking back at Lexi once more before jogging back to my cabin and slamming the door behind me.
What did I do? What does this mean? Why did I—
Get it the hell together. It was a kiss! One little—big, gigantic, enormous—kiss.
It’s been three days since the kiss. Three days where all I’ve been able to think about is the way his lips felt against mine. The way his body felt pressed against me and the way I felt when he was touching me: like I was home, like I was always meant to be there with him.
I’m continuously telling myself that I’m imagining it, that I’m thinking it’s something that it isn’t, but the way I still feel the tingle against my lips proves my thoughts wrong.
There’s only one way to describe how the kiss felt. Epic.
