Her grin grows, her lashes falling slightly, sending my heart into a frenzy. “Oh. Well, okay, but come on, tell me something.”

Tell her something. Gazing at her, I can’t help but adore everything about her face. Her nose is cute, and those freckles are driving me mad. Listening to her speak about her mom does all kinds of things to my heart. I am all about family, and knowing that she is too rattles me. Her eyes are so dark, so beautiful, and without realizing what I’m saying, I blurt out, “I think you are by far the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”

She’s fully grinning at me now, shaking her head. “You’re ruthless.”

I grin back. “How so?”

“You know ‘how so’!” she accuses, and I laugh.

“Maybe I know what I want.”

She eyes me. “Which is?”

I let out a breath. “Oh, the list is long.”

She purses her lips. “What’s the first thing?”

I don’t hesitate, nor do I answer. I pull her toward me, and she comes, by the grace of God. We meet in the middle, my eyes searching hers, and everything inside me is going wild. “Your lips.”

Before she can answer or even comment, I press my lips into her lush ones. The contact is mind-blowing and hot as fuck. Her lips are warm, thick, and when my nose presses into the side of hers, I know I found the spot I want to stay for the rest of my life. Unable to keep my hands to myself, I move them up her face, cupping her at the back of her neck as I run my tongue along her lips.

She doesn’t open her lips at first, and I can feel her heart thumping in her chest, rattling her whole body. It does nothing but make me hotter. When I graze my tongue along her lips once more, she finally opens her mouth, and the moan that leaves my lips is two seconds from belonging in a porno. I tangle my tongue with hers, and she responds, but I notice she is holding back a bit, and it’s driving me mad.

But this is exactly what I wanted.

When a loud bang fills our little spot, she jerks back, covering her mouth with her hand as she looks to the left, but I’m watching her. Shit, I am smitten with her.

Seriously.

“Justice, I need your help.”

Moon. Fucking Moon.

I glance over to where he is standing, his fingers pointing to the ladder that leads down. “Willy is drunk as fuck, and I need help getting him to his room.”

“There was no one else you could have asked?” I growl, noticing that Sofia is burning with embarrassment.

“You think I didn’t ask?” he asks dryly. “No one likes him, and since you’re one of the seniors, it’s your job.”

When he turns, he knows I’ll follow him because he’s right. As much as I wish he weren’t, he is. “Fuck.”

“Ryan—”

“I’m really sorry, but I doubt he saw anything.”

“He didn’t, but he isn’t stupid.”

“No, he isn’t.”

“And I doubt you bring girls up here to chitchat.”

“Actually, I’ve never brought anyone up here,” I say, taking her hand in mine and rubbing the inside of her wrist. “You’re the first.”

“Liar.”

“Promise.”

Her lips tilt a bit as her eyes search mine. “I should find Amelia.”

“Yeah, I gotta get Willy.”

When she tries to stand, I hold her hand, keeping her in place. She looks at me expectantly, but I can’t let her go yet. “Can I have your number?”

Her lips turn up into a wide grin. “For?”

“Figured we can chitchat.”

Her eyes brighten as she giggles softly. “Maybe.”

“Maybe?”

“Yeah, I’m a bit confused.”

“Confused? Did I do something to make you feel like that?” I ask, furrowing my brows. “I never meant to do that.”

She shakes her head quickly, squeezing my hand. “No, not at all. It’s me and my internal struggle.”

I chuckle softly. “Internal struggle?”

“Yeah, I like you, but I don’t want to like you because I know you’ll distract the hell out of me.”

My whole face lights up. “This is true for me too, which I think is good. We understand what the other wants, and we can respect that.”

She brings her brows in, a sexy little V returning to tease me. “So you just want sex?”

I blink. “Jeez, you bring up sex a lot.”

Her face fills with color, and she shrugs. “I don’t understand what you want.”

“You,” I answer softly. “I just want a chance to see what this could be.”

“This?”

“Yeah, this pull between us. I know you feel it.”

“I do,” she answers hesitantly, and then she shakes her head. “Which is so bad.”

I lean toward her, my lips only a breath from hers. “Or really good.”

I don’t give her a chance to answer. I press my lips to hers, wanting to do more but knowing I can’t. I feel like something has happened to her or she’s been done wrong, and all I want is the chance to show her I am better than that.

She just has to give me a chance.

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