Page 29 of Just for Fun
“You’ll have to move,” I snap at him.”
Instead of him getting out of my way, like any normal person would do, he encroaches on my space.
“The other way.” I am barely able to speak with how tight my jaw feels.
He pretends like he doesn’t know what I’m talking about. “What do you mean?”
Rolling my eyes, I push my bag higher onto my shoulder before pushing him out of the way. Actually, it’s more like attempting to push him out of the way. The man acts like he doesn’t feel my hand on him. Instead, he drops his eyes to my chest, staring at it. Without thinking, my fingers clench into his shirt, conveying the opposite of what my words imply, which was that I wanted him to get out of my way.
“Zara…”
I about drop to my knees at the way he says my name. It’s this mix of a whisper and… growl. And I hate how much I love it. Why do I love it?
The attraction I feel toward him is uncomprehensible. I don’t react like this around anyone, especially a man I don’t even know. My brain can’t process this level of madness, which is why I need to get away from him.
“Excuse me.”
Pushing harder against his chest, I finally feel him moving. It was probably the element of surprise that caused him to take a couple of steps back and not necessarily by newly found strength.
I press on the key fob to unlock the door before yanking it open and throwing my bag onto the passenger seat.
“Now that we have a plan in place,” I tell him without turning to make eye contact, “we won’t have to meet again. Just send me the information on the wedding and what the dress code is. I’ll be there.”
The butterflies in my stomach, the same ones that made it churn as we were walking out of the restaurant, are back in full force. Why in the world am I this attracted to this… this… stranger? He is a stranger, I repeat to myself. I am just confused, that’s all.
“Zara,” he repeats my name. This time, he gently grabs me by the hand, pulling on it so I turn to look at him. Since I don’t want to be rude, I do just that.
“Whoa!”
I didn’t expect for us to be this close. If he bends his head just a little more, he could kiss me. In fact, he looks like he wants to do just that.
My eyes widen in surprise but also expectation, waiting for his lips to touch mine. Instead, a smile forms in the corner of his mouth as he continues staring at me. I think I misread the situation. I don’t know why, but I thought he’d kiss me. I was sure he’d do just that…
“You are so incredibly cute when you think this hard,” he whispers, causing for my ears to strain in an effort to hear what he’s saying.
There’s a good possibility that all this is caused by all the blood rushing to my head. There’s just this whooshing sound that refuses to fade no matter how many times I swallow.
It is an out of body experience as I watch his face getting closer and closer. It all happens in slow motion, like we’re in a movie. A romance movie at that, one that makes your heart beat faster and takes your breath away. The kind of movie that makes you want to fall in love for the very first time.
“Kyle…”
I’m not sure it’s me who just spoke, but who else could it be? My mouth is dry, and I want to feel his lips crushing mine in the worst way. I want him to kiss me like he can’t live without me.
This is the stupidest thing you’ve ever come up with, Zara, the voice in my head chastises me.
That is the last thing I hear, or think, when he finally does it. He kisses me.
Even though I was praying in a way for him to do just that, I am still completely taken by surprise when his lips touch mine. My eyes widen in an effort not to miss anything. I want to see his face when he does it. I need to know if he’s feeling it the same way they I do.
“Open for me, baby,” he whispers, and that completely takes me out of commission.
My mouth opens of its own volition at the same time that my eyes close. Both of my hands grab at his shoulders, and I am scared to let go of him when I feel the tip of his tongue barely making contact with my lips.
“Wider,” he grumbles, making the word zing through my entire body.
I need more.
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