Will Castle be able to resist the school's playgirl whom he has to tutor?
Holly Versace never took anything serious in life. But when her grades go down and her position as the cheerleading captain is threatened, she needs to find a tutor to help h...
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| 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐞 |
The shock that goes through me wipes out the slight embarrassment of mom catching me snuggling up on the couch with Castle.
I jump down the couch and run, throwing my hands around her, almost knocking her off her feet.
She hugs me back, squeezing me tight. "Ooh, I missed you too."
"I thought you were coming next week." I pull away.
"I wanted to surprise you people," She says then a teasing tone comes to her voice. "But it looks like I'm the one surprised over here." She looks behind me at Castle.
Castle sits dumbstruck on the couch, his mouth slightly parted open and his hair sticking out in every direction. He glances at me from mom and blinks.
He looked cutely ridiculous that I let out a chuckle.
He looks slightly horrified too and I can almost figure out what he's thinking; that he and I were snuggled and cuddling on the couch two seconds ago, with me on top of him and his arms around me.
"Did you have a good sleep?" Mom asks, smiling at him.
"Uh..." Castle's face goes red.
"Does dad know you're back?" I interrupt.
"Nope." She grins.
I laugh. "Ooo he's gonna get a stroke."
"Want to film his reaction?" She asks.
"Hell, yes!"
She looks at Castle again. "Are you staying for dinner?"
"Huh...?" Castle's still looking confused.
If he looks like that every time he wakes up, then I would pay any amount of money to be there when he wakes up.
"He's shy," I whisper to mom.
"Oh." She nods and walks over to him. "Well, you have nothing to be shy of." She grabs his hand and pulls him up. "No one in this house is."
His eyes flick to me, and I can perfectly read what his face says: Clearly.
Mom looks him up and down, assessing him. She turns her head around and gives me an approving nod while Castle is still confused.
"Dinner?" Mom asks him again.
"I-I can't." He says, finally seeming to come out of his little bubble of haze. He blinks. "I have to get home. I've stayed too long."
"Stayed too long?" Mom questions. "How long exactly?" She looks between him and me.
"It's not even seven yet," I tell Castle. "And you'll have to be back in an hour anyway to tutor me."
He looks apologetically at my mom. "I'm sorry but I really need to leave. I'll be back."
