Page 97 of Shy Girls Can't Date Celebrities
Taking the instructions well, Wyatt’s lips meet mine with the best good morning kiss of my life. Okay, granted, I’ve never woken in the same bed as a boy I’m crazy about before. But, it’ll still be hard to top.
I kiss him back and then my body locks. Oh gosh, what if I havemorning breath? I’ve been waiting for the other shoe to drop and for him to be completely turned off.Crap. Is this what will do it?
Wyatt pulls away, leaning on his elbow to look down at me. His expression is blank. Dang it. It’s happening.
“What are you doing?” he says flatly.
My heart races. “Huh?”
“You froze. What’s wrong?”
“Oh, umm, it’s...” I cover my mouth, too embarrassed to admit it.
“Josie?”
I lower my hand and squeak. “I wanna brush my teeth.”
Wyatt mumbles a laugh, sitting back against the pillows. “I did that before you woke up.”
I sit up. “You did? So, I’m not the only self-conscious one?”
“You said you were building me up for years. I’m not letting some morning breath finally turn you off me.”
I giggle and peck his cheek. “Oh my gosh. We’ve both gotta stop fixating on the other one leaving us.”
He nods. “Agreed. You’re just so pretty.”
I sit up and click my tongue. “Uh, stop.”
“You are!” He sits up against the pillows. “I don’t want to do something stupid and push you away again.”
“You never pushed me away.”
“You’re right. My parents told me to stop talking to you.” He frowns hard. “The worst thing is, I can’t believe I listened to them.”
“I doubt they said it pointblank,” I reply. “You were probably on tour or something, and they told you not to get distracted. Your mom was acting pretty manic. Maybe she took your phone while you were working or something.”
“Me working is all they care about.” He sighs, staring at nothing in particular. “It now makes sense why they never talked about home with me. They always tried to remind me of my new home and my newroutine. They were desperate for me to remember.”
“And I now understand why they weren’t the ones to call me about visiting you.”
Wyatt scoffs. “They weren’t interested in you coming here. It wasn’t until Dr. Fincher said it could lead to my release from the clinic, that they acted like they were onboard.”
“They thought I’d only be here for a day.”
“Well they can suck it.” Wyatt shifts closer and lassos me in his arms. “If having you in my life means having them out of it, so be it.”
“No, don’t say that. Your parents are more important than me.”
“I agree, parents should be important. But mine aren’t acting like parents.”
“I really hope you can eventually make peace with them.”
“Josie.” He deadpans me. “They forced me to cut you out of my life. They don’t deserve my time.”
“You were focusing on your career. You should be proud of the success you’ve achieved.”
He huffs, lowering his chin onto my shoulder. “Proud I have parents shoving me into work? Or proud I have a team organizing my life? It’s so sad I should laugh. I don’t have any friends. I have a team.”
