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I can’t help but walk towards her, like there’s a string connecting us, and I’m being reeled in.
“True.”
“It’s more interesting to find little nuggets of information along the way.”
She’s speaking the truth, but I don’t have to worry. Brooke will have her fill of this bad boy way before I need to share my secrets and pain.
“How long have you been doing ballet?”
“From age four to sixteen.”
“Why did you quit?”
The edges of her lips shrug with her shoulders “Didn’t need it anymore. I was a figure skater and took ballet to develop my graceful side.”
“Did you compete?”
She nods.
“At what level?” I ask, realizing that we have ice skating in common. A fact I’m not ready to reveal.
A smile doubles as it spreads across her face. “I was the U.S. Junior Champion.”
“What? Wow. That’s incredible. It explains why you’re so responsible and prepared at all times. So, when did you start teaching ballet?”
“They asked me last week. It’s not rocket science, just something fun for the kids to do after hours when their parents are still working.”
My hands slide into hers as I walk her back into the mirror. Her waist hits the bar they use to stretch, and she takes a deep breath. “I need to kiss you.”
Her cheeks pinken, and she whispers, “Then kiss me.”
Brooke is the opposite of every girl I’ve ever liked or had sex with. She’s quieter than most, yet honest. She’s unashamed that she wants me but at the same time, she’s bashful. Like she’s afraid to say it too loud, or it will change my mind. Nothing could change the way I’m drawn to this girl.
Our eyes lock, suspended in time, before mine fall to her freckles, and then to her lips. Her chest rises, touching mine. The leotard material clings to her skin, and my hands caress the slight curve of her waist. She unzips my jacket, and her fingers climb my chest.
Her lips quiver as I get so close to them, I can smell her peppermint lip balm. In this moment, I take her lips in mine—hard and demanding. Her mouth parts, and I chase her tongue. God, how would her tongue feel sliding up my shaft, swirling around the tip?
Grabbing her ass, I lift her onto the wooden bar.
She breaks the kiss with her eyes still closed, then her fingers trail over my neck. Brooke hesitates before her lips slide down my neck. Her tongue peeks out, tasting me before she sucks gently below my ear. “Fuck,” I grunt. “You’re going to break me.”
It feels so good, someone taking their time with me. She moves around until she finds a spot that leaves me shivering. A soft giggle escapes her mouth, and the muscle making my blood flow stops. There’s no air to breathe; she consumes every particle.
I pull back. Why does she unthaw every frozen piece of my heart?
“I need to study.”
“Oh, right.” She slides off the bar and feels my erection as I hold the indention above her hips until her feet hit the floor.
She walks over to the desk in the corner and sits, rendered speechless. I have no explanation for why I interrupted her. As Brooke uncrosses the pink satin ribbon delicately wrapped around her ankles, I witness a moment of sheer beauty.
“It’s late. Now that we… we wasted time, I can’t.”
“Wasted?” I bite my lip. Maybe this is the best. Clean break. “That’s not how I would classify that kiss.”
Her head hangs between her knees while she laces her tennis shoes. “Listen, I’m not used to attention from guys. Especially smooth ones who can guess what’s in a woman’s purse and can light their bodies on fire with a simple smoldering grin. I’m sorry if I don’t know what I’m doing or how to make you feel good.” Her voice fades into silence.
I’m not sure how much I should trust her with. Admitting I want to spend more time with her and getting rejected will destroy me. The ground shakes beneath my feet. My emotions are all over the place, and I need to get a handle on them before I ruin everything.
