Willow Cole moves back to sunny California in order to try another career path.
Ballet.
She always had a passion for it and got lost in the music and dancing.
But Willow gets distracted when her ballet teacher groups her and her high school crush...
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"enemies make the best lovers." ––– MATURE CONTENT
His lips are on mine, but I swear my whole body is filled with butterflies.
Again.
It's only ever him that gives me these butterflies.
Stupid stupid butterflies.
This is the second time we kissed since three years ago.
And it's better than the first. This kiss is as heated as it was a few days ago and his hands are on my hips pressing my hips closer to his and my eyes flutter close from how good it feels to have his body this close to mine.
My mind is clouded as he kisses me. Nothing has ever felt like this.
I gripped his face in my hands and kiss him back before sighing. Grayson kept his hands on my hips for a little more before slipping a finger inside the waistband of my shorts.
We bumped noses as we kissed and my hand's grip the hair at the bottom of his scalp.
Grayson then pulled away while breathing heavily. "I need you." He whispered as his lips lightly touched mine as he spoke.
I open my eyes and I look around the gym.
It was pretty empty in here. There were a few people but luckily most of the girls and guys decided to go to the park and do cardio instead of boxing.
"Here? Now?" I widen my eyes at him.
"Here. Now. I'm not waiting any longer Willow."
I closed my eyes and lean my head against his.
I'm so going to regret this.
I lean up and bring his lips to mine and I forget all about my regrets and concerns.
Grayson kisses me back with even more urgency.
"Is the locker room empty?" I asked while still kissing him.
Thankfully, everyone who is in the gym is on the opposite side of the building.
"Mhm." He hums before picking me up by my thighs making me wrap them around his waist.
He carries us over to the locker room and I hear the door open before we walk in and then it shuts. He removes his lips from mine, and I open my eyes and see him lock the door in the locker room.
"No one's in here?" I asked in a breathy tone.
Grayson puts me on my feet.
He walks away and a few seconds later he comes back. "No one's here. Take your shorts off and get on the bench." I walk towards the bench and take off my shorts and I was about to take off my underwear's, but Grayson stops me. "I didn't say anything about your underwear Willow. That's my job. You do what I ask you to do."
