Page 143 of Talk Swoony to Me


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“The submission deadline isn’t until midnight,” he says. “There’s still time to complete that vision board.”

“Even if I enter, there’s no chance I’ll win anything.”

“You don’t know that.”

“You’re right,” I say. “I can feel it in my bones.”

“Your bones are wrong.”

“No, my bones are cute and not at all scary like a skeleton.”

“Still wrong.”

I exhale hard. “It just doesn’t feel right. And I’m technically a freshman until May when the next Art Fest is, so... I’ve got loads of time to check off my number four.” I scoff. “It’s not like an art prize is going to impress my dad, anyway.”

“I see your point.”

“Besides, there’s no way I was completing that vision board this semester. My car is not getting paid off that quickly, that’s for damn sure.”

Drew cants his head, amused. “You sure about that?”

“Yup.” When he doesn’t reply, I look at his devious eyes. “Drew...”

“Yes?”

“What did you do?”

“Nothing.” He smiles. “Nothing at all. I just held onto all the money I got for modeling in your sketch class and I’m giving it to... you.”

I sigh. “Drew, I told you, I’m not accepting donations for my car.”

“A gift is not a donation,” he argues.

“A gift?”

“Yeah.”

“So, you’re gifting me money for my car?”

Drew smiles. “Happy Birthday, Heidi.”

My mouth sags in amusement. “Well, well, well...” I tsk-tsk. “You’ve found yourself a loophole. Very clever.”

“I’m a clever guy.”

“And how much were you paid for each class again?”

“Well, I modeled for... seven classes this semester,” he says, pausing to count. “So, whatever your statement balance is divided by seven is what they paid me.”

I shake my head. “That’s ridiculous.”

“But clever.”

“I can’t accept that.”

“Yes, you can.” He kisses the edge of my mouth. “I insist.”

I turn my head to resist a second kiss, but that doesn’t last long. I submit to his strong finger guiding my chin forward again. He crushes his mouth on mine, coaxing my lips to part and kiss him back.

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