The Kissing Contract

The Kissing Contract

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Cover by the amazing @prisha2009 "I don't want to do your silly kissing agreement." I spit out. Nate merely rolls his eyes at me and raises his gaze to meet mine. He leans in and pulls a sexy smirk onto his lips. "It was actually going to be called The Kissing Contract," he states as-a-matter-of-factly. His eyes are filled with satisfaction with coming up with such a name. I scoff at him and push myself off the bed, scared that if I'm too close to him I'll do something I'll regret. Like kiss him. "How original," I say, sarcasm dripping into my words. "I know right?" **** Elle King has always been a good girl. Shy and quiet with a feisty attitude. She spent most of her life hiding in the shadow of Gabi Lincon's limelight, wondering when the next snide comment would come her way. But when Gabi leaves for America to pursue the dream life, Elle realises that she's spent too long in someone else's shadow. And so decides to have a little fun... Cue Nate Myers, tall, dark, sexy as hell and...Elle's best friends brother. And before she can say anything, the good girl is thrust into a world of heated make-out sessions and endless bad boy antics. Nate offers her something she could never deny-- kisses. Hundreds of them, thousands of them with no strings attached. All she has to do, is sign The Kissing Contract.
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*

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