Page 50 of The Promposal

Seriously? I pointed to my legs. “See these? I use them to walk. I can even walk across campus to where you are. You can do the same. You’re not messing up any of our plans because the only plan I have is to be with you. The rest is all fluff. Get it?”

That made him smile. “Got it.”

“Good.”

This time I kissed him, a lingering, loving kiss that reminded me of how very dumb I had been. When Jake and I began dating I’d made a promise to myself to not immediately go dark, to always believe in love and magic.

I needed to renew that vow. Because being with Jake? Nothing but love and magic.

Especially in his kiss.

I also reminded myself to believe and trust in Jake and the love that we shared. Sometimes it was so hard to imagine that he could be into someone like me that it might have made me a tad bit crazy.

“Anything else we should be discussing?” Jake asked when we finally came up for air. “It feels like there’s something else you want to say but haven’t.”

The knowing look in his eye made me think he knew exactly what I was going to say next. And it was still kind of scary, but I had to talk about it. “What about prom? You haven’t asked me.”

A rueful expression made the ends of his lips tilt up. “I have something planned. It just took a lot longer than I thought it would to make it all come together. Your promposal is coming.”

“Really?” I tried not to squeal. I never should have doubted him.

“You think I’d leave my girl high and dry at what is probably the most important event of our entire four years in high school?”

“It’s the pinnacle of my student body presidential career,” I said.

“That too.”

“You’re going to have a hard time topping yourSixteen Candlesmove.”

“Don’t worry about me. I’ve got it covered.”

I could not wait. “So when is it happening?”

“You’re going to have to wait and see. Good things come to those who wait.”

“Oh?” I asked, running my fingertips along his forearm. “I may need clarification on what good things are.”

“I could show you.”

“Yes, please.”

Jake let out a strangled sound and had me on my feet. I giggled as we rushed down a hallway, avoiding medical personnel until he found an empty room. We went inside, closing the door shut behind us. He pinned me up against the wall, out of eyesight from any of the windows.

He began kissing the side of my neck, his lips running along my jaw, and I sighed with pure happiness.

“You know,” he murmured the words in between kisses, “I was actually surprised that you hadn’t asked me about prom yet.”

“I didn’t want to seem needy.” My voice was high and breathy.

His fiery lips pressed against mine, nearly consuming me. “I like it when you’re needy.”

I put my hands on his face so that I could look into his eyes. His eyes that burned like two brown bonfires. “You’re all I need. I love you, Jake.”

His wolfish grin made my knees feel weak. “I know.”

The world had once again become a beautiful, fantastic place. Jake stopped skipping school since his mom’s results were in, and our lives went back to what passed for normal.

The sky was crisp and blue, and the grass on the school grounds was emerald green and perfect, and even the girls’ bathroom on the second floor was less disgusting than it normally was.

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