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Thank you, Mr. MacGowan, for introducing us to your daughter. She is, in my humble opinion,your finest work.
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Later that night, Bastian and I whispered like school kids breaking curfew as we left our room and headed down the hall to the kitchen. We had planned to grab some blankets to sneak outside, but it was just too cold and so we moved onto our backup plan—warm milk and a movie. I didn't even really like warm milk, but I loved the meaning behind it.
I settled on a stool just as Bastian pressed a kiss to my temple before he made his way to the refrigerator. My gaze trailed over the ink on his arms and the tail of the dragon. He looked at me from over his shoulder, caught me ogling, and closed the refrigerator before he walked back to stand opposite me across the island, his hip leaning up against it.
“If I remember correctly there was another time you were ogling me like that.” Hesaid.
“Who me? Never.”
He leaned over to rest his elbows on the granite. “I believe it was the third day of school and as I sat in the front of class, I felt a warmth burning down my spine. Truth be told, it was so hot it damn near sizzled my nerve endings and when I turned my head, you were looking, staring is a more accurate description. In fact, I think it would be safe to say you were undressing me with your eyes right there in English class.” His grin was wicked.
I rolled my eyes.“I've no idea what you're talking about.”
“Um, I'm sure. Well, I have a confession.” Hedeclared.
“Really?” I dropped my elbows on the counter as I leaned into him. “Do tell.”
“Weren't you ever curious why I didn't talk to you in the beginning?”
“Yes.”
“You rendered me mute; those eyes and that face, but it was more the feeling that swept through me whenever you were near.”
Anticipation for his answer had me leaning closer to him. “What feeling?”
“Belonging.”
I understood the sentiment because I had felt similarly around him. Reaching across the counter, I ran my finger over his arm, over his siren, before I lifted my gaze to his. “Imagine if you hadn't switched schools?”
“Won't even go there.”
“I have a confession too.”
He raised his eyebrow in reply.
“I saw you before English class.”
“When?”
“When you drove into the parking lot that morning, I actually stopped and stared. I saw your arms first and I thought your tattoos were beautiful, but I was intrigued more by the story they told about you. You then parked right in the front, to the dismay of the “populars”, and I thought I could really like that boy.”
Hs leaned over, stretching across the counter, so his lips could meet mine. His tongue licked my lips and tangled with my own.“You were spectacular tonight.”
“It was amazing.”
“The greatest moment in your life, I imagine.”
I smiled as I linked our fingers.
“No, not the greatest, it was great, fantastic even, but not the greatest.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I have a few really great moments that rank higher than tonight.”
“Like?”
