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We spent the next twenty minutes going over everything, but he spent most of the time staring at my mouth. I had to forcibly move his head back so many times that, in the end, I just gave up.

“You’re incredible, you know that?” He leans on the desk, resting his head on his palm, and looks at me with a twinkle in his eyes. A giddy smile tugs on my lips, and I look away, fighting the urge to jump on his lap and kiss him like crazy. “What college are you going to in the fall?”

“I’m going to NYU. I’m majoring in science for my Bachelor of Science degree to teach mathematics. I want to be a teacher.”

“I’m going to NYU too,” he says.

“Are you serious?” I exclaim, looking at him with wide eyes, partly out of surprise and also because I’m ecstatic we are going to the same college. “What are you majoring in?”

“Premed. I want to be a doctor, and NYU has one of the best medical schools in the country.”

I tilt my head to the side, assessing him for a moment. “I could totally see you practicing medicine. You are definitely smart enough.”

“I could totally see you as a teacher,” he says, then gives me a wry smile. “I bet you are going to have a whole desk full of apples.”

“Apples?” I laugh. “I honestly would just be happy if my students listened to me and passed the class.”

“You should probably wear a bag over your head then.”

“What?” I gasp, swatting his arm. “What do you mean by that?”

He shifts, leaning in closer until our noses are almost touching and my breath catches in my throat. “Well. I think your students may find you to be—” he whispers, brushing his lips against mine. “A beautiful distraction.”

My lips tingle as he continues to tease them with his own, and feeling myself succumb to his seduction, I pull back in an attempt to resist.

He reaches up and cups the back of my neck, gently pulling me back toward him and closing the distance between us, sealing his lips over mine.

Currents pulsate throughout my entire body from the connection of our lips, abolishing whatever remnants of self-control I had left, and with no fight left to give, I surrender myself over to him.

I think it’s safe to say that any previous thoughts I had about friend-zoning this guy have now gone completely out of the window. There is no way I can resist him anymore, and with the way my body is lighting up like a firecracker on the Fourth of July, it wholeheartedly agrees. I have never felt anything like this before.

It’s absolutely incredible.

His tongue swipes along my mouth, coaxing it open, and as soon as my lips part to grant him access, he delves into my mouth and deepens the kiss.

The pounding of footsteps ascending the stairs breaks us apart, and we turn to see Bernie come charging into the room wearing aSeahawksjersey. He makes a mad dash toward me and takes a flying leap, landing directly on my lap. Nix appears a second later as Bernie jumps around in my arms, desperately trying to lick my face.

“Oh my god, this jersey he is wearing is adorable, Nix,” I croon, scratching Bernie’s head.

“We are going to play some ball,” Nix says, holding a football under his arm. “Do you want to come play with us, Ava?”

“Sorry buddy, but I can’t right now,” I reply, placing Bernie on the ground. “But I promise I will later, okay?”

“Aww, please?” he whines.

“We have homework to do, Nix,” Mason snaps. “She will come down later.”

“It’s not fair!” He stomps his foot. “You always get Ava all to yourself. I want to hang out with her too.”

“Why do you want to hang out with her anyway? She has cooties, remember?” Mason fires back.

“I want to play ball with her, not kiss her. Not like you!” he counters, then holds the football up in front of his face and dips his voice into a growl. “Oh Ava, I don’t mind that you have cooties. I just want to give you a big, disgusting kiss.”

He puckers his lips and pretends to kiss the football. Mason shoots up off his chair and storms over to him. He snatches the football off Nix and holds it up above his head.

“Hey, give it back!” Nix yells, jumping up and down, trying to reach it.

“I will, but I want to kiss it first.”

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