Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 135652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
“I’m eighteen, just turned eighteen seven months ago.”
“You fit the profile perfectly,” he states, his smile gone. “Is there anywhere quiet we can go so I can act out my insane plan to dismember you and throw your remains into the ocean for the sharks to eat?”
Stop giggling. You sound like a child.
But I can’t help it.
“After today, we’re going to meet at this spot…” he stops us again and stamps his foot on the sand before throwing his arm out to show me the area. “At the same time tomorrow and as the sun sets I’m going to kiss you.” He leans in, dipping his head so his eyes catch mine. “Is that okay with you Gwenny?”
“Uh-huh,” I nod my head a little frantically.
“Good, come on. Ice cream. My treat.”
“You’re not dressed,” I announce, pointing at his dark blue, flower motif shorts and lack of shirt.
He seems to contemplate this for a moment, before his mischievous eyes come back to mine, “You have the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.”
Throb. Throb. Throb. Goes my heart.
“W… what does that have to do with you being half naked?” I stammer, trying to calm my heated self.
“If me being half naked means I get to have your eyes on me like they are now, I’ll never get dressed again.”
A giggle pushes up and out, I swing my face to the side, letting my hair be a partition between us. He brushes it behind my ear, his smile is back; his scent is still strong and the warmth from his body is making my virginal self, heat in ways that would make a nun blush.
He takes me for ice cream, he sits across from me and every so often he feeds me some on the end of a wafer. It’s cute, he’s cute. This situation is so surreal. Every second I spend with him I lose a piece of my heart and attach it to his.
My mum would probably freak out if she knew how easily I’ve wandered off with a man I barely know and even accepted food from him. It’s not a safe thing to do but for some reason I trust him. Even though I probably shouldn’t, I do.
He’s so charming and friendly, not to mention completely gorgeous. Ridiculously so.
I’ve never been much of a giggler but he makes me giggle… a lot. Too much. I must look like an idiot.
Every time he gets this response from me he smiles wide looking proud of himself.
“It’s getting late, I’m going to walk you to your street,” he states and holds out his hand for me to take. I do. “And then I’ll meet you at the same place tomorrow. If you don’t show there are no hard feelings.”
Oh I’ll show. I’ll definitely show. “Okay. And if you don’t show…”
He puts his finger over my lips, “Don’t speak such nonsense. I’ll show.”
This warms my heart to dangerous temperatures.
We walk hand in hand along the cracked pavement, finally stopping five minutes later on the corner of my street.
His hand skims up my arm and cups the back of my neck as he brings our laced fingers up to press against his chest. “Tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow,” I gulp and shudder as his lips touch my cheek. He releases me much to my disappointment and starts walking back towards the beach. I see him smile at me over his shoulder before turning on my heel and running to my house.
“Mum!” I shout as I race through the door, up the stairs and throw myself on my bed.
“What?” She snaps and enters my room looking tired and irritated. “What is it?”
“I met a guy,” grinning, I cross my legs beneath me and hold a pillow tight to my chest. “Mum, he’s absolutely gorgeous.”
She rolls her eyes, “Good for you. Don’t get pregnant.” And slams my bedroom door behind her.
Note to self. Don’t wake mum up to tell her about guys after she’s been on a night shift. It may piss her off.
My mum is a bit of a bitch, sure I think she loves me but mostly I’m an inconvenience. I know she’s provided for me all of my life and I know she’s proud of me for living the life she wanted but never had. She works hard for it. I want to go to university when I finish college. I finish in the summer and I’ve been accepted to a few universities nearby. The problem is money. I’m getting student loans but I don’t want to get a high amount and put myself in debt.
As it is, my mum and I are working our butts off to save up for my time in Uni. Not only my living expenses but my class expenses too.
So like my mum, I get an hour’s nap, have a shower and get ready for work. Tonight I’m working at Chicago’s, it’s a club in town. Tomorrow I’m at a café for the better part of the morning and then I’ll be at the beach with Caleb.