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I’m a girl-freaked, dream-puncher!
As if he can read my mind, Nico reaches up so his fingertips touch the top of the archway, stretching enough to flex the line of muscles that fall down his sides, into his shorts and…oh God.
Boys....yup, that’s how they do.
“Well, there’s this girl…” he starts, and my heart doubles its rhythm. “She can be kind of…persuasive.”
Melting my teenage heart
“Would you still go to that dance with me?”
“Even though you’re mad at me, which…I’m willing to get to the bottom of, will you let me take you to a dance?”
“You’ve worn your hair down ever since I said I liked it,” he says.
“That’s how I knew,” he says, and my forehead crinkles. He smiles on one side, repeating the gesture and moving the long wave of blonde hair from my face again. “That’s how I knew I was more than just some guy you wanted on your dad’s football team.”
“The distance,” he says.
“I’m willing to go the distance,” he repeats. “No matter how far that is.”
“Just don’t ever stop looking at me,” he says, scooting closer, his knees touching my leg, his hand bringing my face to his. Nico’s nose brushes against mine, and my eyes fall shut, my lips parting, almost reaching for him. “Look at me like you expect more. Look at me like it isn’t going to be easy.”
“Make me earn it,” he says, pausing again to take my top lip between both of his. “I’ll earn it. I’ll never stop trying to earn it…to earn you.”
“You push me, Reagan. You…” he chuckles. “Damn, do you push me. You push my buttons sometimes, and then…you show up to my house all clumsy, with your camera and this crazy film thing. I wanted to kiss you then.”
I love this boy for this
“Don’t be,” he whispers into my ear. “I dreamt about you, too.” “You did?” I ask, my voice echoing against his body. “No, not really. I was just trying to make you feel better,” he says, the rumble of his laughter vibrating where my face hits his chest. “Oh my God,” I say, squeezing my eyes shut.
“I’m good enough to throw the ball for you, but I’m not good enough for your daughter.”
“She drove the car through the garage…into the house.”
“And two, I wouldn’t care if you were green. Me liking you…you liking me. That’s kind of our deal, and that’s all that matters, okay?”
Me, too.
“I said, ‘I’m falling for you.’”
“Kiss me,” he demands. “You take charge, kissing me like you want. I want to know what you want from me, how you feel. Show me,”
They all deserved flowers. And one day, there would be a girl that he thought deserved them all.”
“Not much, Chad. Your daughter’s boyfriend is just raising the bar really high, making all you men look bad,” my mom says.
“I just gave her flowers sir,”
“You’re nervous,” I tease, breathing the words against his mouth.
“Because I want to touch you,” he whispers, his words buckling my knees.
“You can,” I say, feeling the heat rush up my chest, choking me.
