Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Damn it.
Missy slams the yearbook shut as she shoots to her feet.
“Dean, I need your help,” Sadie says, standing up. Dean stands straighter, his eyes darting around the room in search of the danger he thinks is here.
Sorry, buddy. There is no danger.
“Run, Dean,” I mutter, and his eyes cut to mine.
I swear he was Superman in another life. He’s always there to save someone. He looks me over, not in the way I want, before he looks back at Sadie. “What’s wrong?”
Missy has the most innocent look on her face before she points to me. “Did you know that my poor, pathetic little sister hasn’t had her first kiss?”
Dean’s brows draw in before he glances over at me. I don’t miss the way the tops of his ears turn bright red before his face follows suit.
God, he’s hot.
He moves his gaze from me to our sisters and arches a brow. “Okay?”
“You have to kiss her,” Missy demands, and his eyes widen.
“What—”
“We need someone we trust, someone who will make it good for her and not take advantage of her,” Sadie pleads. “Do you really want us finding some random to kiss our sweet baby? She needs someone good and kind but who doesn’t want her like that.”
Missy points to Sadie. “What she said. We could get someone to do it for us, but what if they try to sleep with her? She’s so naïve, she’d do it.”
I hold up my hand. “I’m right here.”
They don’t even spare me a glance, but Dean does and I’m instantly breathless. I press my hand to my stomach as his eyes drop to my lips then rise to meet my gaze. There is something in his eyes I’ve never seen, and all it does is make him even hotter. My heart is basically a kick drum as I’m locked in his gaze. The silence is thicker than mud, but no one says a word as he continues to stare at me. I feel exposed and all kinds of hot, but thankfully, he says, “Go do the dishes, Sae. And Missy, go help.”
My heart is bursting out of my chest. They squeal before rushing out of the room in a fit of giggles. When the door shuts, he moves his hand to lock it, but those sky-blue depths don’t move from me. “Tell me. You want this?”
My mouth goes dry, and I don’t know what to say. Do I want to kiss Dean Moore?
You bet your sweet ass I do.
I swallow hard and nod. “I do.”
“You sure? I can say I did it and leave.”
His voice is rough, gritty, and every single inch of my body is on fire. “I want to.”
He nods, and then he’s moving toward me. I’m a thick girl, some might say I’m a fat-ass, and no one has ever looked at me the way Dean is right now. His eyes glide along my curves like I have the body of Britney Spears instead of looking like I ate her. I’m burning from the inside out as his eyes cut up to mine. His lips quirk at the side as he comes to a stop before me. I’ve been on the tall side since I shot up in sixth grade, but Dean towers over me, and my head falls back some to keep my eyes on his. I feel like I’m coming out of my skin as he reaches out to push my hair off my neck. His fingers dance along my shoulder to my collarbone, and I whimper like a touch-starved loser. His lips part in awe.
“You’re so beautiful, KenniLeigh.”
Yeah, I think I just passed out. He cups my throat, pressing his thumb into my pulse point before he leans in, his eyes never moving from mine as he asks, “You sure you want to give me your first kiss? It’s a special thing.”
I nod slowly. “I do.”
He licks his lips, and my body goes wild for him. Unable to wait, I rise onto my tippy-toes and press my mouth to his. His lips are soft, warm, and I feel the moment the shock of me kissing him wears off. His other hand comes around my waist, pulling me closer as he moves his lips with mine. His body is hot against me. His chest is burning through my thin cami, my nipples going hard at the mere contact. It’s not one kiss—it’s like a hundred before his tongue slides along the seam of my lips. I open for him on instinct. Our tongues touch, and I almost explode. He tastes so damn good. My whole body goes taut when his hips jerk into mine. Holy shit, he’s hard. He groans against my lips and then rips his mouth from mine like I shot him or something. I open my eyes, my lips still parted, but all I see is his back as he hauls ass out of the room.