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Look, I’m not even that big of aStar Warsfan. Enough is enough.Yoda, bro, you got to be heading out. Find someone else’s to mind harass.
Not that I was agreeing with that green mind monster, but killing Oskar probably wouldn’t have helped the situation. I do regret rushing out before making sure he was in handcuffs, though. If I’d just stayed a little longer, it would have prevented two more weeks of mental torture Lars sure as fuck didn’t need.
Because I’d been so primed to get Lars away from the situation and into safety, that used asswipe was still creeping around like Chucky and scaring the shit out of my angel.
My angel who was fuckinghott. That’s right, hot with two T’s. Did you see what he did with his foreskin?
Wait. You better not be looking.
Hot damn.I’m just saying you almost had to attend my funeral.
“You really don’t need to walk me in,” Lars said as we walked through the busy parking lot. There were already booths set up and people milling around waiting for the swim meet to start.
“I know I don’t need to, angel. Iwantto,” I said, threading our fingers and pulling him closer into my side.
“Good luck today, Lars!” someone called out, and we both looked up to see a few girls waving with otter pops in their hands.
He raised the hand I wasn’t holding and waved but said nothing.
“He’s mine, ladies! Get your own Swedish Fish!” I hollered.
Laughter filled the air around us, and Lars’s cheeks pinkened, which frankly made me want to embarrass him more.
“Win,” he scolded but quietly so he didn’t draw more attention.
Such a reserved, shy boy.
Planting my feet right there in the middle of everything, I tugged his hand, bringing him around. “Give me some sugar.”
His mouth parted, then snapped shut. “Here?”
“Too many of these people are looking at you like you’re some tasty snack. I gotta let them know you’remytasty snack and no one else’s.”
“No one is looking at me. They’re looking at you,” he muttered.
He really had no idea that when he was in a room, everyone else was ugly. “You really aren’t gonna give me some PDA?”
His lips rolled in while he considered, white hair ruffling in the wintry air. He nodded once, and surprise rippled through me.
“Yeah?” I asked, my eyebrows arching up my forehead.
The blush on his cheeks deepened, and it made my heart flutter. Releasing his hand, I caught him around the waist, towing him in until our chests were flush. When I lowered my head, his eyes fluttered shut, lips pursed, ready and waiting.
Overwhelming affection crashed over me, making it hard to do anything but stand there and feel. He was literally everything to me.
When I didn’t kiss him right away, he peeked through his lashes. “Win?”
“You don’t have to kiss me in public, angel. I was just teasing,” I said quietly, wanting him to know that I wouldn’t make him do anything that made him uncomfortable.
With a noise, he shot forward, sealing our lips together. My eyes widened, and his melded into one big sea of blue. The tip of his tongue darted out, swiping over my lips, and I opened instantly, groaning on contact. The kiss wasn’t lengthy but did linger long enough that I was sure anyone who looked got an eyeful.
When he pulled back, he ducked his chin, trying to rob me of that adorable shy smile on his lips.
I grabbed him up again, smacking a loud, obnoxious kiss against him before stepping back and flashing my dimples. He loved my dimples.
“Min hund,” he said affectionately.
Never thought anyone calling me a dog would make my heart pitter-patter, but here we were.
