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My phone buzzes.
Don’t look, don’t look.
It buzzes again.
Finally, I glance down and do actually pretend to stretch to my left and answer the text.
Ambrose
Dumbass. Seriously, you’re so stiff you’re hard, but the bad kind that nobody wants to touch.
What the hell?
I don’t look around.
Ambrose
Behind you, chaperoning, but at least one of us is actually holding a hand that isn’t our own.
Ambrose
Seriously, at this point, I’m concerned, you okay, bro? You good? I mean, I know you had a near death experience, but that girl is super into you and you’re just like… the statue of liberty.
What does that even mean?
Ambrose
Copper, at least I think copper like concrete, either way, do better, I’m disappointed as hell over here, I think you’ve let yourself and the universe down. At least like lean, breathe, exist.
I don’t text him back, just shove my phone back into the cup holder next to the seat and sigh, leaning back.
“Everything okay?” Chloe whispers so dangerously close to my cheek, I nearly die on the spot. When did her lips get that plump and just… edible? Yes, okay, yes, I would bite those lips, not hard at first, softly, then hard once I slammed her against the wall and pulled her hair.
I’ve gone crazy.
It’s the only explanation.
“Errr…” Is all that actually comes out of my mouth. At this point she’s going to think that I’ve slipped vodka into my coke and might pass out between her thighs—hah yay full circle.
She leans closer, putting her hand on the one that’s resting and currently coddling with my other. Her skin’s warm, soft. “Errr?”
I blink. “I was, um… clearing my throat.”
“Ohhhhh.” She nods like she knows. “That makes more sense.” I think I’m out of the woods until she moves her face until those perfect lips are touching my ear. Then she’s whispering, “Do I make you nervous?”
I go so still I am, in fact, turning into the statue. “Never. Girls don’t make me nervous, I’m kind of a big deal,” I turn to her, nearly meeting her lips with mine, then graze the side of her soft cheek. “But if you want me to pretend, I can role play all day.”
Her fingers slide between mine.
I’m so done, I can barely hold on.
I need an emergency stop button like the ones they have in the elevator, can you blame a horny teenager who’s had his heartbroken and nearly died?
I think not.
I sit up a bit, her hand rests on mine still and I’m trying like hell to focus on the fact that Statham just nosedived off a cliff in a fiery blur only to somehow manage to roll out of it and keep walking.
She releases my hands and I breathe a sigh of relief that I didn’t just die by way of attacking her with my mouth, knocking a tooth out in all my anticipation and choking to death on it.
