Page 89 of All of You

I kiss him back with vigor. All in. I want nothing more than to kiss him until time ends. My hands are wrapped around his waist so tight I can feel every inhale and exhale. If I dared to open my eyes, I’m sure I’d see little fingers of static connecting his body to mine.

We ignite like fireflies under the inky velvet night sky. His lips leave mine and he takes my ear lobe into his mouth before kissing his way down my neck to my shoulder. His hands leave my hair for my ass and he hoists me up.

I wrap my legs around him with a deep, satisfied exhale. He walks us backward until I’m bumped against the truck. His mouth moves from the tip of my collarbone toward my cleavage. I have never hated a sweatshirt so much. Too much fabric between us. I heave my breaths as he stops.

Bonking my head against the truck I say, “Please don’t stop.”

Langdon pushes himself against me. I can feel his erection between my legs as he pins me to the truck door. He kisses my throat as I stare at the stars. “Gotta have you home on time.”

I groan. “Seriously? I’ve been waiting all day for you to kiss me and now you’re worried about an arbitrary curfew?”

He stares me down wide-eyed. “You have?”

“What?” I say as I slide down him until I’m on my feet again. The ground feels too judgy and solid beneath me.

“You’ve been waiting for me to kiss you all day?” he asks.

A blush creeps up my neck and takes root on my cheeks.Why did I say that out loud?Shit.

“Yes,” I admit. The grin Langdon gives me makes me wet between the legs. “Now can we resume?”

He laughs a loud booming sound and shakes his head. “No can-do Cinderella. I’m not looking for Heath to ban me from dating you if you’re late. I plan on kissing you many more times on many more dates.”

He lifts me up and sets me out of the way so he can open the truck door for me. I let out a sexually frustrated sigh but get in the truck without further pushing.

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I stare at the front door, bummed out. I don’t want to go in. I don’t want the night to end.

“I should really go in,” I say.

“Let me kiss you one last time,” he says as he hooks my chinand turns my face to his.

Everything feels right when his eyes are on mine. He kisses me gently. Softly, without any of the desperation from earlier.

It’s a different kind of kiss and it’s almost better somehow. And far, far too quickly it’s over. I kiss his cheek. He kisses my forehead which makes my stomach somersault, then hops out of the truck to get my door and walk me up to the porch.

Langdon grins and releases my hand. “Night,” he says.

“Best night,” I answer.

Langdon grins like a kid on Christmas morning.

Forty Three

Delia

Monday at school during lunch I try not to make horny eyes at Langdon. I catch him staring at me multiple times. I’m still woozy from our date. It was magical. Easy. Fun. But I really want him alone in my bedroom.

I’d walked in—on time per Gramp’s request—on a cloud of heady satisfaction. Gramp had taken one look at me and chuckled as I’d retreated right up to my room, flopped on my bed and commemorated the entire evening in my journal to relive it one more time.

I thought maybe Langdon would sit with me, or that things would be slightly different but so far, it’s been just like any other day. I feel the hit to the back of the head before I see the item land on the bench next to me. A roar of laughter ensues from much of the cafeteria.

I whip around. Campbell ducks behind Hailie and the new girl in a fit of laughter. He shouts whoops as I pick the empty pudding container from the floor and put it on my tray, fuming mad.

Langdon hollers something angrily as Danny frowns and shakes his head, making his way toward me. I relax my fists. Danny’s eyes go wide briefly, and he makes a hasty left turn and sits at a different table.What the fuck?I should really change my lunch period to Milo and Lyra’s.Langdon slides onto the bench next to me and a hush falls over the cafeteria. Glancing around I notice all eyes are on us.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

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