Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 113934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
When her eyes met mine, my heart filled with so much love for this girl that I thought it was going to burst.
She barely smiled. “My hero.”
“Sky—”
Shaking her head, she closed her eyes. “Please, Wyatt. Please kiss me again. Make me forget everything, like you did earlier.”
Warmth radiated throughout my entire body as I cupped her face with my hands. Leaning down, I softly brushed my lips against hers. The gentle kiss quickly turned passionate. She reached up and grabbed my hair with her hands while she let out a soft moan that traveled through my body like a bolt of lightning.
I love this girl.
“Yeah, um…I don’t really want to see this, y’all,” Mitch said as he walked by. “She’s still my sister, and I’m still looking to pound someone’s face in.”
I slowly pulled my lips back as she let out a chuckle. Her eyes were looking deep into my soul, I swore, burning her love into me forever.
I’d do anything for her. Anything.
“Sky, I…I—”
She put her finger up to my mouth and smiled. “I know. I feel it, too. Will you do me a favor?”
Nodding my head like a crazy fool, I replied, “Yes! Of course. Anything.”
“Will you drive me home, so I can tell my parents what’s been going on? Will you stay with me while I do that? I don’t think I can do it alone.”
My hands started sweating, and my legs felt like they were about to give out on me. Holy hell. What is happening to me? “I’d follow you anywhere, angel.”
Skylar reached down and took my hands. Both of our cell phones started ringing.
She pulled her phone out and frowned. “Mom? I’m on my way home with Wyatt and Mitch. Can I talk to you when I get there? Yes, I’m fine. I promise, Mom. I’ll tell you everything when I get home. I love you, too.”
Hanging up her phone, she slipped it into her back pocket. She reached up on her toes and gently kissed me on the lips. Pulling back slightly, she spoke, “I always wondered what it was like.”
Frowning, I asked, “What what’s like?”
“To be kissed and feel such…love. To feel how much you can be loved and adored with just a single kiss.”
My heartbeat quickened, and my stomach fluttered. I wanted to be with Skylar—and more than just physically. I wanted to show her every single day how much I loved and adored her. I wanted to grab her, pull her body up against mine, and show her how much I wanted her. I knew now was not the time. I needed to be patient.
Placing my hand behind her neck, I drew her in for another kiss. “It’s a good thing you’re with the person who happens to be head over heels in love with you.”
She leaned her forehead against mine. “I love you, too, Wyatt.”
Taking her hand in mine, I pulled her close to me, and we walked back to her car.
Mitch was leaning against his truck with a stupid-ass grin on his face. “You hurt her…I’ll fucking beat your ass,” he said to me.
I held her door open while she got in her car. Skylar chuckled as I looked over to Mitch.
“Good to know, dude. Good to know.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
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Skylar
MY PARENTS SAT with stunned expressions on their faces.
“Skylar, why didn’t you tell us about all of the notes and the bullying?” My father asked.
I peeked over to Mitch. Michelle was sitting next to him, holding his hand.
Looking back at my father, I shrugged. “I didn’t want to worry you. After your heart attack, I didn’t want to add to your stress.”
My father’s body slumped over as he said, “Oh, Skylar. If I had known you were harboring all of this, all on your shoulders…I don’t even know what to think right now.” He glanced over to Mitch. “How could you not tell us, Mitch?”
Mitch went to talk, but I interrupted him, “Dad, don’t be upset with him. He begged me to, but I made him promise that he wouldn’t, and he didn’t want to break my trust. Please don’t be upset with him. If you’re going to be angry, I’m the one to blame.”
My mother stood and walked over to me. “Skylar, no one is angry, and we certainly do not blame you.”
“I’m angry! I’m pissed off, and I would like to rip off Charlie’s head along with his damn father’s!” My father yelled out.
Mitch jumped up. “Dad, you need to calm down.”
“No, I need hurt someone.”
Wyatt jumped up. “You can hit me, sir.”
Dropping my mouth open, I gasped. “What?”
“Yeah!” Mitch said with a clap as he ran over and held Wyatt in place.
My father actually looked like he was contemplating hitting Wyatt.
“Dad! You’re not seriously thinking of hitting my boyfriend, are you?”
“Oh dear,” my mother mumbled.
Snapping my head to her, I asked, “That’s all you’ve got, Mom? Oh dear?”