"So, did you have a fun night?" Bran asked with his adorable smirk that drove me crazy.
"Yeah! I had a great time, thank you!" I smiled back.
"You know, I think I'm going to win this bet." He smiled and leaned down to me so our foreheads barely touched.
"And why is that?" I asked and looked up into his eyes.
"Because I have never felt like this before Kam, and even though you won't admit it, I think you feel the same way," He turned his eyes to the ground, probably feeling weird for admitting his feelings for his feelings for me.
Honestly, I didn't know what to say, right now I was in a tough position.
"I think so too..." I said slightly embarrassed.I really was falling for Brandon, his cheeky smirk, his adorable comments, his confidence, but most importantly, the way he made me feel.
I love the way I felt when he was close to me.
It was like I could spend my whole life just sitting with him, and I would never once get bored.
"Thank goodness," hi sighed. I looked up at him.
Butterflies erupted in my stomach and my heart was racing so fast that I thought I was going to be re-admitted to the hospital.
He leaned in excruciatingly slowly, he gave a small nervous grin before leaning slowly down and kissing me.
It was slow, and sweet, and I couldn't help but pull away because I was smiling too much.
"I think I like you miss Carter," he grinned down at me.
"I think I like you too Mr. Davidson," I giggled.
"You're brother is watching us through the window." He smiled looking up t my house.
"Of course he is..." I sighed, "thank you for tonight!"
"No Kam, thank you" he winked and jogged back to his house.
"Holy cow," I muttered as I walked through the front door.
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My bet with the bad boy
Novela JuvenilWhen Kamberlyn Carter's new neighbors move in, she comes undone. The bad boy is in town, he even brought his motorcycle. When Kam goes over for dinner, she can't help but stare at the boy across from her. That night, as she climbs into bed, he knock...