“But why?” she asked. Like he’d offered to crash her car, not be her first time.
“I already told ya,” he answered, his own mind as clear as hers was confused.
They were standing so close now. Even a millimeter closer, and she’d feel just how much he wanted to be her first against her belly.
“One kiss,” he whispered. “One kiss will prove I’m dead serious. I know I’m the high school i***t and you’re the smart girl who knows better, but can I kiss you?”
Second shock of the evening…she nodded. She actually nodded yes.
Ho-ly s**t. Six years of wet dreams. Four of regrets. Both his d**k and his heart started pounding like war drums.
No way was Keane going to give her the chance to have second thoughts. He f*****g devoured her, covering her sweet lips with his and kissing her like he’d been
