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“Thanks for the info. If that’s why you brought me here…” He starts to sidestep me, but I stand in front of him and open my arms.
“I have something to say.”
“Not interested in hearing it.” His cold, dispassionate tone feels like a piece of glass wedging itself beneath my skin.
But I came this far. I can’t back down now.
“Just give me ten minutes.”
“No.”
“Five minutes. Just five.”
He looks at me for the first time, likereallylooks at me, instead of looking through me and categorizing me as invisible. His stare sears a hole through my heated skin and my breaths shatter and my lungs burn.
“The answer is no, Ava. Save yourself the hassle and go back to celebrate with kids your own age.”
I amnota kid.
Stop saying that I’m a kid.
Just stop it.
I lunge at him, ready to prove just how much I’m not a kid. His hard chest glues to mine as I grab his hair, run my fingers through it like I’ve always dreamed, and seal my lips to his.
My first kiss, which I always fantasized would be with him.
My first everything is his. Only his.
His lips taste of strong mint and a hint of alcohol. He tastes like my forever, the man who’ll make me forget I’m mentally damaged.
A fiery explosion starts where we connect and spreads all over my body, dipping to my stomach, shaking my fingers, lips—my entire being.
I can’t breathe, and for a fraction of a second, I don’t want to breathe.
At first, his lips don’t move, and I keep brushing my mouth against his, licking and stroking. I have no idea what the hell I’m doing, but I let instinct guide me.
Despite watching videos and practicing on inanimate objects, nothing could’ve prepared me for the pure intensity that is this moment.
His lips finally move, and I can safely die here and now.
The caress of his lower lip is harsh, unforgiving, and leaves me heaving for air, but then it suddenly changes.
Pain bursts on my skin as he sinks his teeth into my lower lip and bites hard. A metallic taste explodes on my tongue as his hand slides up my nape, fists my hair in a rough grip, and he tugs me back.
I’m panting as blood coats my tongue, my lip throbs, and my scalp burns. But the pressure only lasts for a second before he releases me and wipes my blood from his lips like a gothic vampire.
“Why…?” I whisper.
“That’s what happens when you touch what you shouldn’t, Ava. You get hurt.”
I shake my head, my chin trembling. “I just…I just wanted to prove I’m not a kid. I…” I take a step toward him and then another, wearing my heart on my sleeve despite the dull pain. “I like you, Eli. I always have.”
“And I don’t.”
Three measly words nearly smash my entire world to smithereens. I struggle to remain standing, to look at him through my blurry vision as spikes grow in my naive heart. Theheart that he blew life into—life that’s currently being sucked out.
“Because I’m a kid? I’ll be eighteen next year?—”
