Summer [Completed]

Chapter Nineteen

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Why are you up?
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catch

noun

1. surprise (someone) in an incriminating situation or in the act of doing something wrong.

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"Babe-" He pokes my side. "-babe-" He pokes me a second time. I continue to ignore him. "-babe-" He tosses a pillow at me. "Ba-"

"Oh my god Ethan." I snap, closing the book in my hand at the same time he reaches for another pillow. "What?! What do you want?"

"Oh cool, you're done reading." He smiles, tugging a strand of my hair.

I sigh, "Did you need something?"

"Only your attention," he says, propping himself on his elbow to face me in the bed and smirking childishly.

"Seriously though, I need to ask you a question." He traces the length of my forearm gently before walking his fingers up my arm.

"I'm listening," I say, my agitation slowly fading away. His touch is soft and soothing.

"So like, you trying to make out or..."

"Boy!" I roll my eyes and smack his hand away. Annoyed, I open my book again.

"I'm kidding. I'm kidding." Ethan laughs, closing my book and gently placing his hands on mine.

His fingers dance along my arms, gracefully gliding along my skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

When our eyes lock, it's as if all the air has been sucked out of the room. My palms grow clammy under his grip, and I watch his lips with insatiable desire as he speaks.

"Imani?"

"Yes?" I breathe, my heart begining to race.

"I'm kidding about kidding, I really want to kiss you right now." His striking, blue eyes skim my face with a wolfish intensity, daring me to speak, to challenge him.

"Well, what are you gonna do about it?" I ask, feeling boldy empowered by our close proximity.

I blink one, two, three times, and Ethan's face is now dangerously close to my own.

We're so close to one another that I can feel his warm breath as it fans over my face. "Why don't I show you instead." He says, and I can't take another second without his lips on mine.

I lean forward just aching to close the distance between us, but he dodges my lips and smiles.

"Oh, now you wanna kiss me."

"Ugh, you play too much!" I frown, pushing him off of me as I open my book again.

I only get to read two sentences before he closes my book again.

"I'm just teasing babe," he smiles, pulling me close to him with one arm. "Come here."

He holds my face in his strong hands, stroking my cheek gently with his thumb before tenderly kissing my lips.

I drape my arms around his neck, and slowly he lays me down on the bed, hovering over me as his kisses become more ravenous.

I rake my hands through his hair and Ethan pulls away briefly.

His swollen lips are pink as he smiles wildly. "God, I love it when you do that."

Before I can comprehend what's happening, his lips are back on mine, and I'm wrapping my legs around his waist.