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And now, I am openly flirting with him at the dinner table.

What could I possibly be thinking?

I clear the plates and try to create more space between us. But the problem is, I think I like more than his body. I think I like him, too.

I remember that boy that used to see me way back then. The boy that would ask me about my life.

And now, he’s all grown up and he has kept that sensitive, kind part of him alive.

“Would you like more wine?” he asks me.

I would like the whole fucking bottle.

“Yes, please,” I tell him.

I leave the dishes in the sink and then grab my wine glass from him. I tell him, “We should go sit outside. It’s a beautiful night.”

He nods in agreement.

Outside, the beach air is cool and crisp. We sit beside each other on the lounge chairs by the pool. The wind is the only other sound out here.

“Can I be honest with you?” I ask him, staring up at the stars.

I feel his eyes on me. “Of course.”

“I was not expecting you to look so… different,” I tell him.

“Different?” he asks, his voice faking confusion. “Different how?”

I sit up and look at him. “Oh you know exactly what I mean.”

His lips turn upward, flirting with me. “No, I think I need you to tell me.”

“You’re hot, Justin,” I tell him, feeling silly even saying it like that. “You’re like… a man, now.”

He grins wider at me now. “Oh you think I’m hot, Ms. Conn?”

The way he saysMs. Connis really fucking sexy.

“Yes,” I tell him, breathlessly. “I think you’re incredibly hot, but… this is a bad idea.”

Justin leans forward and grabs the edge of my chair, pulling himself forward toward me. We are so close now that I can feel the heat of his breath on my skin.

“What’s a bad idea?” he asks me.

My eyes connect with his. “You and me. There are a million reasons why this is a horrible idea.”

“Can I give you a reason why it’s a great idea?” he asks me.

I nod, amazed at how good I feel with having him just this close to me.

“Yes,” I tell him, again searching for breath.

He traces his fingertip along my cheek. “This is a great idea because we can make each other feel incredible. And because I have been in love with you since I was thirteen years old. Let me show you how a love like that feels.”

I should stop this now.

I don’t know how I feel about him, but he is completely certain of how he feels about me.

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