8. Bites or kisses

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He embraced her face with his big hands.
Grace face glowed nervously.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and stroked her hands up to his hair, which she scratched.

Fuck, she made me really nervous.

Her gaze wandered on his lips, his too.

They got closer and kissed.

Isaac put his hands around her waist and pulled her even closer to him.
The kiss didn't seem to end.
He stroked her hair, smiled and began kissing her again.
Grace couldn't stop smiling and he had to do it right away.

"Hey sysy I wanted-" Ace stepped out of the door and Isaac and Grace quickly separated from each other.
Grace looked at Isaac, he seemed nervous and looked at his hands.

"Well, ehm... Isaac, if you're already there, you can drive her"
Grace quickly interrupted the awkward situation "No, no, I ride with my bike as usual"
"It's late Rosy" (Rosy was my 2nd Name and Ace usually use it when he wanted to provoke me).
Ace looked a little annoyed at Isaac who had still not said anything.

"Or do you have to drive Becca?" He said provocatively.
"Shut up," Isaac said a little louder. He put on his helmet and got on his motorcycle "Come Grace" hesitantly Grace took the helmet he held up to her.

"Sure? I can also-"
"Yes!" Isaac drove in.
"Ace?" Ace looked up giggling and raised his eyebrows.
"It all stays between us and you drive Becca, tell her I still had to do something."
Ace laughed at "Gladly"

Grace shook her head quickly, Ace should rather shut up.
Isaac just sighed pissed off and drove off, no one changed a word while driving.
"Get off," Isaac said bluntly.
"But we're not there yet"
Issac had stopped in a driveway just before school.
Invitingly, he raised his eyebrows.
"Do you want Becca to know?" He said energetically.

Grace quickly shook her head, she wanted to apologize for only imagining something with a kiss, but he interrupted her.
"No one will know about it, okay?"
She nodded.
"Good" he put on his helmet again and drove towards school. Grace slowly walked after it.

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