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Will said nothing.
“What do you want from me, Will?”
Again, silence.
“I didn’t just come for an article,” I muttered, the words pulled out of me. “I wondered about — you. I want to understand. To know. I don’t even know what I want to know.”
“Mmm.” His voice softened, his eyes growing hooded. His thumb stroked my cheek.
“Will, I —”
“Always the observer, Andie. Always standing back and watching. That’s your life, isn’t it? Have you ever let anyone get close? Have you ever let anyone do…this?”
His head bent towards mine. He kissed me.
Shocks ran through my body when our mouths met. I clutched the lapels of his jacket. His hands were in my hair, tilting my head as I tasted him with a jolt. He was patient and predatory and much too good with his lips and tongue.
He wasn’t like the high school boys who made me roll my eyes. He seemed worldly. Older. Too old for his age.
Finally, I broke free.
“Will,” I whispered. “That was my first kiss.”
“Nice.” His teeth flashed white in the dark, just before his mouth covered mine again.
“Oh my God, Will, you have to stop,” I said desperately.
“Why?” Little kisses, running together, getting deeper. His palm held the back of my neck. His lips were soft and warm and his tongue kept flicking mine like it had every right to.
I tore away. “Because.”
He caught me and pulled me so close that our bodies touched. My heart thudded, jagged and excited. “That’s not an answer.”
“You know we can’t.”
He gripped my arms, making me shiver. “Stay, little cousin. Stay and I’ll show you everything you’re wondering about.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“I’ve never been more serious in my life.”
Had he lost his mind? Was he talking about sex? While calling me little cousin? A disturbing curl of excitement coiled through my belly and between my legs.
I twisted free and backed away. “I’m leaving. I’m going home first thing tomorrow.”
Anger flashed across his face, followed by a lazy smile. “So you’re running away.”
“Will, I have news for you.” I tried to keep my voice steady. “You can’t get everything you want.”
“That’s where you’re wrong,” he said softly. “So very wrong. I always get what I want.”
I turned and ran. A treacherous part of me hoped he’d follow. Hoped he’d chase me down, wrestle me to the ground, and show me just how serious he was. How he always got what he wanted.
But if I’d been scared before, I was terrified now. Not to mention angry. At myself, at these strange new feelings, at Will.
“We’re not done, Andie.” His voice followed me. “You know we’re not.”
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