Page 142 of Missed Notes (Rixon High 5)

“What?” Her head whipped around to me. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

I shrugged. “It was a long time ago. I gave them the song when I left the band.”

I didn’t even think of it as mine anymore.

“Well, it’s amazing. You definitely have to include it in the set on Saturday.”

“Come on, we need to get to next period.” I grabbed her hand.

“Class doesn’t start for another twenty minutes,” Jude frowned.

“I know. I’ll catch you guys later.”

I all but yanked her from the studio. We had twenty minutes, and I didn’t intend on wasting a second.

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“Cole.”Sofia chuckled as I peppered kisses down her neck. “We should probably—”

“Five more minutes,” I breathed, pressing into her harder, letting her feel exactly what she did to me.

“God, that feels so nice.” She raked her fingers through my hair as I continued tracing her skin with my teeth and tongue.

I would never tire of kissing her, of feeling her soft curves beneath my hands. She was an instrument I wanted to learn how to play to sheer perfection. Until she sang loud enough for the heavens to hear.

“I wish I could get you off, right here.”

“We can’t.” Her body shuddered as I nipped the soft skin underneath her ear.

“I know, but it doesn’t stop me wanting it. You should put it on your list. Sex in an empty classroom.”

“Mom would kill me.”

I pulled back and smirked. “Isn’t that half the fun?”

“You’re so bad, Cole Kandon.” Sofia slid her hands up my sweater and curled her fingers into the material. “I loved watching you play with the band. You looked so happy.”

“I was happy. Music speaks to my soul; it always has.”

“I’ve never had that. A talent, a passion that makes my heart sing.”

“Oh, I don’t know. You’re pretty good at—” I leaned in and whispered the dirty words to her.

“Cole!” she gasped, burying her face into the crook of my neck as she no doubt imagined the night when she gave herself to me.

Laughter rumbled in my chest as I held her close. This was how life was supposed to be.

Easy. Fun. Full of laughter and love.

Sometimes you had to put yourself first and chase your own dreams no matter the cost. Sofia had taught me that. She had shown me that it was okay to want something different to the path laid before me by my father.

“We should probably get to class.” She let out a weary sigh.

“Hey.” I captured her chin between my fingers. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I am. I really, really am.”

The words sounded sincere, but I saw the shadows in her eyes.

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