keeper of the lost cities one-shot collection

'Gorgeous'

Keefe stared wide-eyed at her. She wanted to crawl under something, or run for the door and never come back.

"What?" She asked. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Foster, Foster, Foster," Keefe said, smirking as he strode over to her. He grabbed her waist. "Do you not realize how gorgeous you are?"

Sophie's face flamed. "Um, no...?"

Keefe kissed her, hard. 

She stumbled backward and only realized there was a wall right behind her when she crashed into it. She inhaled sharply. Keefe pulled back–barely. His lips brushed hers when he whispered, "That wasn't on purpose,"

"Are you sure?" she asked, leaning back so she could meet his eyes.

"I'm certain," he said. "Well, the wall wasn't. The kiss was."

Sophie laughed.