Chapter 20: Keep Your Distance.
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I sat on Winter's bed, blushing about our make out session as he changed into a black button up flannel. He put it on and kept the buttons unbuttoned, revealing his monster abs.
"I talked to Heidi." Winter started, as he started to play with a Swiss Army Knife.
"And?"
"And she spit in my face."
"Ew."
"So I threw her at the wall."
" Oh my god, Winter." I rubbed my forehead, worried.
"And she ran away."
"What?!" I stared at him with shock.
"And I have no idea where she is. She has a really bad temper."
"You threw her...at a wall!"
"She was okay, just a little blood."
"Blood? You are abusive."
"You don't test a satanist." He smirked.
"Isn't she one too?"
"Yea, she's a Wiccan in practice."
"Oh, okay." I sighed, looking into his eyes, then at his lips. I wanted more of that stuff.
"And also, that was a one time thing."
"What was?"
"Kissing you." My heart dropped as I felt churning in my stomach and my lips burning.
"I know." I rolled my eyes and got up. "I should really get going."
"You sure? The storm is really bad this time."
"I'm sure."
"I really don't think you should go. There's already been accidents on the high way."
"If you want me to stay, just say it." I giggled, teasing him.
"I want you to stay." Winter said, looking into my eyes.
"But, you just-"
"I know what I said, but you're still my best girl friend. Plus, I'm lonely." He gave me his cute irresistible puppy dog face.
"Okay, fine." I rolled my eyes. "What cha wanna do?"
"I don't know, tell me your deepest darkest secret."
"This isn't a slumber party." I teased. "You tell me yours."
"I asked first."
"I ran over my neighbors cat, and they thought he ran away."
"What?" Winter raised an eyebrow.
"Yea." I blushed. "Now you."
"Everything is dark with me, pussy kitten. I'm an open book."
"Whatever." I said, shoving him. He chuckled and sat back onto the couch. "You know what? Let's play a game."
"What's up?" I perked up.
"Let's play two truths, one lie. Every one you get right, I'll kiss you." I blushed hard.
"What?"
"Come on, I've noticed you staring at my lips. Now for me, every one I get right, you take off once piece of clothing."
"No way."
"Deal or no deal? And I'll give you some bomb ass kisses." He winked and put out his hand. I sighed and shook it.
"Deal."
I wanted my kisses.
"You go first."
"Alright um, I have a diary, my mom is a bitch, and I'm a role model."
"You don't have a diary."
"I'm so gonna lose." I said, taking off a sock. He smirked and wiggled my big toe, making me giggle.
" I started smoking at the age of seven, I help teens who cut, and I'm really good at dancing."
"You are not good at dancing." I guessed.
"Impressive." Winter grinned, pulling me in by the wrist, and smashing his lips into mine. The kiss was so sweet and juicy and delectable, I couldn't control my saliva. I loved the way he ran his tongue through my mouth like he was exploring a cave and fought with my tongue like it was a bear. He tasted so sweet and addicting like the cherry flavored cigarettes he smokes.
He pulled away but I wasn't gonna stop. I wanted more, forget this damn game. I saddled Winter, instantly being the dominant one. I sucked on his lips like the world was ending. He pulled me off, breath heavily.
"Keep your distance." He then got up and walked away.
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