So close to finishing Barely Breathing! Yes, I decided to keep the title. Too many things in the book stick with the title. I thought I'd share just a tiny bit to tease you just a little. Don't forget to check out Just Breathe if you haven't read it. This is the next book in the trilogy. If all goes well it will be out by April 15th. Enjoy!
As he starts to lecture, I notice that
someone is sitting in the seat to my left. My heart stops, literally. That seat
is just condemned. Nothing good has come from anyone sitting there in this
class. I'm scared to death to look. I have to know though. I turn my head
slightly and my eyes meet the unmistakable green that I know so well, Alex. He
glares at me angrily and looks away. Okay so maybe I'm not at the top of his
favorite people list. Ugh, this is probably not so good that he's chasing me
down.
Class drones on forever. With every minute
that passes I am more and more uncomfortable. I know he's going to corner me
after class. I just don't know what I'm going to say. I steel another glance
his way, this time his eyes have a softness in them, and that familiar flutter
roams through my belly. I look straight ahead. Why in the world can't I get my
life together?
The bell rings. I get up and gather my
things, noticing the whole time that Alex is standing there waiting on me.
Maybe if I drag it out and make him late, he'll leave, without me. Fat chance,
he probably doesn't even like high school or need it for that matter. I pull my
backpack over my shoulder but he stops me and effortlessly grabs the strap
placing it on his arm next to his bag. Ugh, now I definitely can't run. I look
over and he gestures for me to walk in front of him.
Once we're in the hall I feel his hand
under my elbow guiding me out the doors toward the parking lot. My heart speeds
up at his touch. We pass many of my friends but they don't give us a second
thought. I wonder if this is it. Will he demand I go right back to the sea?
That thought hurts a little, I don't think I'm ready to go back.
His hand stays under my arm steering us to
a black pickup truck, a few rows from the door. Once we're next to the truck he
drops our bags, turns me so my back is against the truck, resting his hands
above my shoulders against the black metal.
He lets out a deep breath as if he's been
holding it in,"Ever, don't do that to me again." His voice is pained
at the last word. I glance into his eyes, so much hurt. Without thinking, my
hand goes up and rests on his cheek. He leans in so that his lips are an inch
from mine. I close my eyes, knowing this is wrong but needing to feel
something. His breath hitches but he doesn't move any closer. I open my eyes
and he's still right there. I close the gap. My lips graze his gently. A
feeling rises up like none I've felt. Not the intense need or tingle I feel
with Jack. A soothing feeling, a calmness that I welcome. His lips explore
mine. It lasts only a few seconds and he pulls away searching my eyes. My head
screams at me, Ever this is wrong, what
are you thinking?
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