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I couldn't think straight. I responded to Russell's kiss that went from urgent and hungry to sweet and gentle. He licked my lower lip and I opened my mouth, letting his tongue slip in. I twined my hands into his hair. He slipped his into my sweatpants, just resting his hands on my ass. My closed eyes suddenly widened. What was I doing?!
I pulled away quickly, scooting myself away from Russell as far as possible while I was still on the bed. Russell reached for me but I turned away from him and spotted Tom still staring at us.
"Need something?" I asked, my voice a little shaky.
Tom shook his head and said, "I'm just really horny right now. Damn." He walked out without another word.
I crinkled my nose in disgust and didn't think when I muttered, "Perv."
"I know."
My head whipped to Russell. "What was that all about?!" I snarled.
I curled my legs up into my chest. I've never let anyone kiss me that easily. It scared me, how much Russell can influence me. Just another reason why I don't want to love him.
"I'm sorry." Russell whispered. I looked away and sighed.
I didn't like how much I took delight in that kiss. This won't do. I can't make him into my type of guy if I throw myself at him like this and actually like it.
"Whatever." I muttered, not in the mood to talk.
"Libby. I think I li-" I cut Russell off quickly.
"Don't say it unless you're sure your not going to bounce to another girl next week." I whispered.
I went back into my corner of the bed. "I need a beer." I announced.
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"And the cat said.. hello!" I said languidly, giggling all the way through.
"Bia... sweetie, lay off the beer, would ya?" Russell pleaded.
Poor kid. Never seen someone drink 6 bottles of beer before. I shooed him away.
"I'm fine. You know, haha, Russell Remurs." I said, pointing to him lazily.
"Ever since I made that promise to make you an unplayer without falling love with you, I've been falling head over heels for you even more." I confessed, my tongue turning slack.
I leaned against the wall, about to close my eyes when I heard a bark of laughter.
"You? Change me? Head over heels? For me?" Russell gasped out, holding his stomach.
I grinned goofily. "Yupperoodoodle! I'm gonna win Russell Remurs. Hehe. You look like a dolphin."
Russell rolled his eyes. I saw 4 Russells getting up from his bed and scooped me up.
"Wheeeee!" I sang, pretending to be a plane.
I giggled. "Ship down, ship down!" I cried when Russell dropped me on the bed, laying my head down on the pillow.
"We'll see if you win." Russell whispered.
I grinned sloppily. "Russell, didn't you know?"
"Know what?" he asked.
"I always win." and with that, I closed my eyes, Russell's low laughter putting me to sleep.
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You Have Player Written All Over You[Editing]
Teen FictionLibby Sathers has had a tough life. Boys hurt her countless times, her mom she can't even call mom anymore, and she's at her 13th school. A boy hasn't caught her eye since her last ex, Ethan Gaideral. That is, until Russell Remurs walked into her li...