Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15575 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 78(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15575 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 78(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
Kirsty broke the kiss, and then he heard something he never thought he’d hear.
“I’m a virgin,” Kirsty said.
****
She expected Ward to go running for her front door. Actually, Kirsty wasn’t sure what to expect, but Ward was staring at her, his cock so close to her, and neither of them kissing.
This was where reality was meant to kick back in. Only, it hadn’t yet.
She felt so wet, so ready, and she’d never felt like this before. None of the guys she’d kissed before even came close to feeling like Ward. Her lips felt swollen, like she’d spent hours kissing him, and it had only been a few minutes.
“How?” Ward asked.
“What?”
“How are you a virgin?”
“You do know biology, right? When a woman or man doesn’t have sex, that gives them the title of virgin.”
He chuckled. “I should have known you’d still be a smart mouth at a time like this.”
“You don’t have to worry about it,” Kirsty said.
She didn’t even know why she had said anything. They were kissing, and this was no guarantee of having sex. They were not taking things to the next level.
The words just spilled out of her mouth, and they had no reason to. She tried to force a smile to her lips. It would be so much easier to push him away and attempt to forget this had happened, but she didn’t want to do that either.
Stupid body.
Stupid hormones.
Why couldn’t they be controlled and responsible?
“I don’t have to worry about it? Kirsty, you’re … fucking hot. Okay. There, I’ve said it. I’ve watched you in jeans, dresses, even fucking skirts, and don’t get me started on those jumpsuits you love wearing as well. I’ve watched you, a lot. I’m not some mad stalker, but there is no way you should be a virgin.”
She raised her brows. “But I am.”
“Why?”
“There hasn’t been any other guy, I mean, dating hasn’t exactly gone well. Look, I don’t know why I told you. It doesn’t matter. Can we just forget what happened here?” Kirsty asked.
“No,” Ward said.
“Ward, come on, you and I both know it will be easier—”
“No.” He cut her off. “We’ve done this all the time. Arguing, pretending … I’m not doing it anymore.”
“Ward, we’ve never done anything but argue. We don’t even know if there is sexual tension. For all we know, our friends could be lying to us.”
She stopped as he thrust his pelvis against hers, his cock still hard as rock.
“Does this feel like they’re lying?” he asked.
Kirsty wasn’t able to think, so she shook her head.
“I think it is time that you and I stop this. I want you, Kirsty. I know this seems messed up the way we’ve talked to each other, but I’d like to give this a try. You and me.”
“But, what about that bet?”
“Fuck the bet. We do this between us. No one else. Only we know. You don’t tell Bethany, and I don’t tell Christopher, and we see what happens.”
“But, you hate me,” she said.
“I don’t hate you. I’ve never hated you.”
And then he kissed her.
This kiss didn’t feel like someone filled with hate.
“So, let me get this straight. No one in town is going to know we’re dating, and we’re going to have pretend we’re arguing with each other?”
“Yes, that is exactly what we’re going to do,” Ward said.
She had her doubts about this. “And we can’t tell anyone.”
“Not a single soul.”
“Right.”
“You’re not convinced.”
“I don’t know how we’re going to do this in a town that has watched us argue for years.”
He smiled. “You’ll see.”
Kirsty’s questions faded away as he kissed her.
He held onto her knee, which was still hiked up over his hip, and then he traced down toward her ass, gripping her butt. He released a moan, and she felt him move closer toward her.
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” he asked.
“I’ve got a rough idea.” The hard press of his cock was against her core.
All too soon, Ward pulled away. He let her go, but put his hands on her waist.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Being the gentleman.” He kissed her lips. “I think it’s only fair that you and I have a few dates.”
Kirsty smiled at him and then she pressed her lips together. “How exactly are you and I going to have these dates?”
“You leave that to me. I’ll figure it out.”
Before she could say anything else, he pressed a kiss to her lips.
“I’ll see you soon,” Ward said.
She followed him to her front door, and he left. Before he climbed into his truck, he spun back around to face her, lifting his hand in the air and giving her a wave.
Her heart raced as she waved back, and then she closed her door.
“What the hell are you doing? There is no way this is going to work.” She shook her head, and made her way back upstairs into her home.