Brittany, wait!" a voice calls from behind me.
I turn around and am face-to-face with the guy who's haunting my dreams…daydreams and night dreams.
Alex. The guy who I hate.
The guy who I can't get out of my mind, no matter how drunk I am.
"Ignore Javier," Alex says. "Sometimes he gets carried away tryin' to be a badass." I'm stunned when he steps closer and wipes away a tear from my cheek. "Don't cry. I wouldn't let him hurt you."
Should I tell him I'm not afraid of being hurt? I'm afraid of not being in control. Though I haven't run far, it's far enough from Alex's friends. They can't see me or hear me.
"Why do you like Carmen?" I ask as the world tilts and I stumble in the sand. "She's mean."
He holds out his hands to help me but I flinch, so he stuffs his hands in his pockets. "What the fuck do you care, anyway? You stood me up."
"I had stuff going on."
"Like washin' your hair or getting' a manicure?" I jab my finger into his chest. "You're an asshole."
"And you're a bitch," he says. "A bitch with a kick-ass smile and eyes that can seriously screw with a guy's head." He winces, as if the words slipped out and he wants to take them back.
I was expecting him to say a lot of things, but not that. Especially not that. I notice his bloodshot eyes. "You're high, Alex."
"Yeah, well you don't look too sober yourself. Maybe now's a good time to give me that kiss you owe me."
"No way."
" Afraid you'll like it so much you'll forget your boyfriend?"
Kiss Alex? Never. Although I've been thinking about it. A lot. More than I should. His lips are full and inviting. Oh, boy, he's right. I am drunk. And I'm definitely not feeling right. I'm past numbness and going on delirium, because I'm thinking things I have no business thinking. Like how I want to know what his lips feel like against mine.
"Fine. Kiss me, Alex," I say, stepping forward and leaning into him. "Then we'll be even."
His hands are braced on my arms. This is it. I'm going to kiss Alex and find out what it's like. He's dangerous and he mocks me. But he's sexy and dark ad beautiful. Being this close to him makes my body shiver with excitement and my head spin. I loop my finger through his belt loop to steady myself. It's like we're standing on a Tilt-a-Whirl ride at the carnival.
I turn around and am face-to-face with the guy who's haunting my dreams…daydreams and night dreams.
Alex. The guy who I hate.
The guy who I can't get out of my mind, no matter how drunk I am.
"Ignore Javier," Alex says. "Sometimes he gets carried away tryin' to be a badass." I'm stunned when he steps closer and wipes away a tear from my cheek. "Don't cry. I wouldn't let him hurt you."
Should I tell him I'm not afraid of being hurt? I'm afraid of not being in control. Though I haven't run far, it's far enough from Alex's friends. They can't see me or hear me.
"Why do you like Carmen?" I ask as the world tilts and I stumble in the sand. "She's mean."
He holds out his hands to help me but I flinch, so he stuffs his hands in his pockets. "What the fuck do you care, anyway? You stood me up."
"I had stuff going on."
"Like washin' your hair or getting' a manicure?" I jab my finger into his chest. "You're an asshole."
"And you're a bitch," he says. "A bitch with a kick-ass smile and eyes that can seriously screw with a guy's head." He winces, as if the words slipped out and he wants to take them back.
I was expecting him to say a lot of things, but not that. Especially not that. I notice his bloodshot eyes. "You're high, Alex."
"Yeah, well you don't look too sober yourself. Maybe now's a good time to give me that kiss you owe me."
"No way."
" Afraid you'll like it so much you'll forget your boyfriend?"
Kiss Alex? Never. Although I've been thinking about it. A lot. More than I should. His lips are full and inviting. Oh, boy, he's right. I am drunk. And I'm definitely not feeling right. I'm past numbness and going on delirium, because I'm thinking things I have no business thinking. Like how I want to know what his lips feel like against mine.
"Fine. Kiss me, Alex," I say, stepping forward and leaning into him. "Then we'll be even."
His hands are braced on my arms. This is it. I'm going to kiss Alex and find out what it's like. He's dangerous and he mocks me. But he's sexy and dark ad beautiful. Being this close to him makes my body shiver with excitement and my head spin. I loop my finger through his belt loop to steady myself. It's like we're standing on a Tilt-a-Whirl ride at the carnival.
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