"Don't kiss me." I whisper as I close my eyes. "You said you wouldn't kiss me.
"I won't." I can feel his breath on my face, blowing my hair strands away.
We're so close. "Not unless you want me to."
I open my eyes slowly, and see his beautiful green eyes piercing into mine. Then, all of a sudden, he's on top of me, and my arms are around his neck. His lips are close, so close to mine, the slightest brush of a kiss. My heart leaps out of my chest.
I think I love him.
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Everly Washington is the new girl. Her goal- stay away from everyone. Life is better without people disappointing you, right?
Until Will comes into her life- arrogant, cocky, pushy Will, and she can't seem to get him of her mind.
But, she holds a secret, a huge one- that could mess up just about everything.
She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape.
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He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other.
She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not.
It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites.
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"You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing.
He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl.
He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away.
"You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering.
"I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk.
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*Warning*
This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)