“You didn’t call, nor did you write. I had to wonder if you had forgotten me,” she says.
Taking a seat beside her, I grab one of the books and wrinkle my nose. “Too advanced for my tastes.” Closing the book, I watch her. “You could have called me.”
Her brow goes up. “Seriously? I’m not the kind of girl to take the first step.”
“I’m always happy for a girl to take the next step. I took you to a fight. Some chicks don’t dig that.”
“Do all of your dates have their brother’s best friend come and try and berate them?” she asks.
I shake my head. “Nope. I can’t say that I have. That was new for me. Kind of weird.”
She chuckles. “At least you agree it was a date.”
“Of course it was a date. In fact, how do you feel about going dancing with me?”
“Dancing?”
“Yeah, there’s this club downtown. They have some seriously good music, and it’s fun.”
“I’m not old enough.”
I wave my hand in the air. “You’ll be with me. There won’t be any need for you to worry. I’ll vouch for you.”
“I think you’re trying to corrupt me.”
“Is it working?” I ask.
“Nope. I’m a good girl at heart.”
Her eyes are so beautiful, and her lips so plump.
I can’t hold back anymore. Cupping her cheek, I run my thumb along her bottom lip and watch as her cheeks heat up.
“I like good girls.”
“I want to ask. What is going on between us?” she asks.
“You know what is going on.”
“We’re having fun?”
“We can have fun, or we can make this something more,” I say. To me, we are about to cross that line between having fun and dating.
I never chase a girl, and I certainly don’t try to make them feel better. When it comes to Sky, I want to give her something amazing.
She licks her lips, and the tip of her tongue touches my thumb. “Maybe you should kiss me,” she says.
Number one, I’m a guy. Number two, she’s a stunning girl. Number three, I don’t need to be asked twice.
Slamming my lips down on hers, everything seems to come together for me. Her lips are so soft as she opens up, and I plunge my tongue inside, tasting her. The subtle hint of coffee is so damn addictive. My cock is instantly hard for this girl.
I’ve seen her a handful of times, and already I want more.
“Adrian,” she whimpers.
Her hands grab my shirt, and when I break the kiss and look into her eyes, I know I am about to have a fight on my hands.
Holden isn’t getting near her.
Skylar is mine.