Chapter 8: I'm Not Sure
Excerpt . . .
Oh, dear.
Edward whispering French brings me really close to my breaking point, I think. It doesn’t even matter what he’s talking about. The second his breath brushes my neck I feel myself becoming weaker in every way.
His lips in such close proximity to my neck remind me of the night when he kissed me there. My stomach flutters, but I fight it. I’m with Mike. It’s not okay to be having lascivious thoughts about Edward when I’m Mike’s girlfriend. We’re just friends, I remind myself, then insult Edward.
Because that’s what I do.
“I’m making up for your stink.”
“Hey, I showered tonight.” Edward places his hands on my waist and drags a thumb underneath my shirt on my belly. It feels too good. More than ‘just friends’ good. Dammit.
“Good, and Jessica better thank me for that talk we had. I can’t believe you were only showering after you ran with your dad.”
“But that’s the best time. And I never knew when he’d want to run – morning or night. I don’t want to shower twice in a day. That’s weird.”
“You’re weird. And gross. So gross, Edward. So. Gross.”
“I know. I’m a groddy, disgusting boy. Yet, somehow, I’m the one with a significant other. Hmm, wonder what that means . . .”
“That you’re easy.”
He belts out a laugh, and I can’t keep my eyes off his stunning, happy reflection. He lets his head fall onto my shoulder where he continues to giggle, and I have the overwhelming urge to grip his hair and pull his head to mine to kiss him. Instead, I bonk his head with my own. “Are you done bothering me yet?”
Edward pops his head up, catching my eyes in the mirror. “Oh, I’ll never be done with you. Never.”
Thanks to aidan_momma for this picture which inspired the pool scene . . .
I cannot WAIT for the pool scene.
ReplyDeletePool scene? Yes!!
ReplyDeleteI'm really enjoying this. It makes me laugh. And DirtyFlirtWard is so cute.