Thanks?” He thinks I’m…lovely? The idea that Kyle thought I was not just hot, but lovely, sent pangs of something like fear through me, an intense pressure in my heart.

She leaned against him slightly, and his heart pounded in his chest. He let go of her hand and scooted away a bit. He could not let her like him, he was only her protector,...

Tell me it’s not true.”He sighed. “Fine. It’s not true.”…And yet…”Are you lying?”He rolled his eyes. “Of course I’m lying.””Not cool.” I muttered.Kyle shrugged. “I didn’t want you to start hyperventilating again.” His hair fell...

He turned to face me and his eyes widened. “Are you crying?”He sounded a little panicked, like the sight of a crying girl was scarier than anything that had happened over the past forty-eight hours.

hornier than a bunny on ecstasy

I’d ask you to be careful tomorrow, if I thought you’d listen to me,’ I said to him.He looked sympathetic but annoyed. ‘Mum, I’m not a baby anymore.’ Then sensing that I was on the...