Page 55 of How to Get Revenge on a Cheating Ex
This is it. The moment of truth.
For a second I think she’s going to back out, but her eyes fill with determination as her grip on my hoodie tightens. “I’m in.”
Relief floods my chest, and I grin down at her. “That’s my girl.”
She’s about to protest again, but I lean down and capture her lips before she has the chance.
I’m dimly aware of the door swinging open beside us. But honestly, for a second there—I completely forget why we’re doing this.
Her lips are warm and soft, and she tastes like vanilla chapstick and…perfection. Her lips crushed against mine is weirdly familiar and new all at once, and it’s totally disorienting. Like jumping off a high dive, for a second my stomach flips, and I’m positive gravity falters before the world realigns.
The smell of her surrounds me, and the feel of her in my arms is more overwhelming than I ever would have expected, and I—I need more.
So I take more.
Tilting my head, I deepen the kiss, and she opens for me, her lips parting on a gasp that I devour. And then she’s kissing me back, all fierce and passionate, like she can’t get enough of me either.
She’s kissing me back like…like shemeansit.
My blood is lava. My body is on fire as it reacts to hers like it’s just been waiting for this moment. Her warm hands clutch my shoulders and my hands press against her back, pulling her even closer. She slides her arms around my neck as she moans, and?—
Holy shit, that moan.
Nothing in my life has prepared me for the level of sexy that is Bailey Tucker in my arms. And nothing on earth could stop me from touching her skin, from kissing every inch of her, from?—
Hands grip my shoulders and wrench me back.
“What thehell?” Grayson’s face is red with anger as he gets in my face. “What do you think you’re doing?”
I’m too slow. My body’s still caught up in that kiss, and I don’t even move when I see his fist coming.
The next thing I see?
Blackness.
FIFTEEN
A HEARTBEAT
Bailey
Funny how everythingcan change in a heartbeat.
One second, one action, one decision, and…boom.The world is a different place.
I’m a different person.
One photograph of Grayson and Rina, and my heart’s broken. One conversation and I’m out for revenge. One kiss and…I’m a slut.
A whore.
At least, that’s what Grayson’s telling me. He’s hurling F-bombs in my face and that should make me flinch, but all I can do is stand here and stare in disbelief.
Did I really just kiss Zack Myers? My lips still tingle and my heart is racing as I touch my fingers to my mouth.
Yeah. I did that.
One kiss and…I don’t know who I am anymore.
