Opposites Attract? ....MY SNOW WHITE ASS!

Chapter 15: Disaster Strikes

I felt a bolt of electricity rush through me as his lips remained connected with mine. It was the greatest sensation I have ever felt, and I never wanted it to end. He placed his hands on either side of my face, and then he slowly moved them down to my neck.

He pulled away, and I attempted to hide my disappointment. His eyes were locked on mine, and I began to feel dizzy. His touch sent shivers throughout my body.

"Don't like me huh?" He grinned. "I beg to differ."

I was breathless. "I don't."

"Well at least I know that you can't kiss worth a damn." He released me, and began fumbling around with the objects on my dresser. "I was always curious as to why James stuck with you so long, and I still can't pin point it."

So he only kissed me for research?

That caused me to grimace, and I didn't respond.

"Wow, it's late." He observed in a rush. "I should get home to get my beauty sleep for my big party tomorrow."

"Yeah, you should go." I said glumly.

"You are coming right?"

"I don't think so."

"And why not...?"

"The last party I went to didn't go so well." I grumbled.

"I think it went rather swell." His voice was thoughtful. "Except that I didn't get laid like I wanted to. Stupid cops ruined that fun for me."

I felt the heat rush to my face, and I began to feel livid. How could he kiss me, and still act like nothing just happened?

"I'm never going to hear the end of it from the guys if you don't come." He continued. "They want to see your table dance."

"I didn't-----"

He then began exaggerating my dance movements I made at the party, and started snickering. I stormed over to my bed, and grabbed a pillow, throwing it as hard as I possibly could, nailing him in the head.

"GO HOME!" I yelled, my voice cracking at the end. "I don't need to deal with your mockery."

He nodded mutely, and shook his head. "Don't blame me for your stupid decisions." He sauntered over to my door. "Party starts at nine. Be there, or you'll regret it."

When he left the room I sat down on my bed, and sighed.

***

I started playing with my nachos and began debating on actually showing up to Sean's party. The kiss still filling my mind with pain, and jitters at the same time, and the tingling feeling still remained. Never did I feel that way with James. It was like I was alive again when Sean touches me, even if it's to flick my nose, or tugging on my hair, I just couldn't shake it off.

"Do you want a refill?"

Did he really think I was a bad kisser? James never complained, and said I was the best kisser out of all the girlfriends he has had, but that could have just been to build me up to something else.

"Mam, do you want a refill?"

I snapped my head up to the waiter, and nodded. He pursued his lips, and groaned quietly as he walked away.

"What are your plans tonight?" My mother asked taking a bite of rice. "Your father and I are going out after we drop you off."

I looked around at the couples around the restaurant. "Might go to a friend's, not quite sure yet."