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SOooOoOo!!! this story's gotten so many reads and votes! im very happy that you all love it :)
but like i said, in the first post, this was going to be a short one...and it is gradually coming to an end. :/
But remember, i promised i'd reveal a big surprise with the last chapter, so be looking forward to that!
Here's chapter 10 :) (the sooner my story reaches 200 votes, the sooner i'll post the next chapter)
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Chapter 10
*Jennifer's POV*
He surprised me when I felt a pair of soft lips lightly pressing against my cheek. I opened my eyes and saw Andrew there, and smiled.
But something in me told me this was wrong...but that voice was slowly fading away as my own body's needs took over my mind.
I wanted him.
I don't care what dad says anymore.
Andrew went back over to where he was laying and fell asleep in a matter of seconds.
I sighed. Time's running out. I'll have to go back in a few days.
We were back at my aunt's house. It was late night and Dad and my little brother were already asleep. I was wide awake. I couldn't sleep or get Andrew out of my mind.
I was only going to be here for two more days.
After our "make-up" moment, we practically locked ourselves in his room with his Jennie and Tyler to keep the suspicion out.
Tyler was really annoying. I never knew this side of him till now. Nonstop was he using the word "incest" in my face, a wonderful reminder of why I should stay away from Andrew, but that little voice inside of me was ignored.
Jennie always had this look on her face, it was sweet, yet sad. Almost as if she knew what was coming at me. I wanted to talk to her about it, but never took the time to. I was locked in Andrew's trance on me.
For the first time, I knew what crushing and liking someone could really feel like.
The butterflies in the pit of your stomach, the urge to want to crush your lips to his...
Did I really just think that?
Damn. I sound clingy.
We had our sweet moments too. As I messed around on his laptop, he'd wrap his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder, giving me soft pecks at my neck.
Every time he did, the biggest grin would sneak on my face.
His hand would tease the hem of my shirt, his fingers lightly brushing against my skin.
Hormones were hell to handle. If I didn't have my dignity and pride of being a teenage girl, I would've leaped onto Andrew, wrapping my legs around his waist and go at it.
No lie.
I hear Jennie hiss at me and I sit straight up in my bed.
"What?" I whispered.
"Andrew's at the door." I look out the door and see Andrew standing there casually. I climbed out of bed and tiptoed over to him.
"Come on," he said, leading me to his room.
We sat on the floor, me between his legs, my back against his chest. His fingers entwined with mine and I could feel my heart race to the point that I could possibly have a heart attack.
