Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
JASE
My emotions are out of control, and it feels like someone took a bat, smashing everything I’ve ever known about Mila and me to pieces.
Hearing her admit she loves me fills me with a desperation to find out whether I feel the same. And it drives me forward. I frame her face with my hands and slam my mouth down on hers.
And nothing is what I thought.
My carefully planned life spirals into a world of chaos. Instead of finding the answer I wanted, I’m left with more questions.
My lips move against hers, and the moment her body melts into mine, I’m fucking lost.
My tongue drives into the heat of her mouth, and the desire that’s been hidden in every flirty comment flares into a fucking inferno.
Only one certainty remains – kissing Mila calms the storm that’s been raging. And in its place, a wildfire begins to reap destruction through me.
I’m filled with a desire I’ve never felt before.
It’s like the gates of hell have been thrust open, and there’s no stopping the unadulterated need the flames breathe to life between us.
What the fuck is happening?
I shouldn’t cross the line with Mila, but I have zero self-restraint left. The kiss grows more seductive, and I begin to devour her mouth, my body demanding more. The uncontrollable desire makes my heart thunder in my chest.
Fuck, tasting her sends my blood roaring through my veins.
My hands drop to her hips, and I pull her as close to me as I can while my tongue wars with hers for control.
Wanting… no, needing to feel more of her, my hands slip down to her ass, and I grip her tightly.
Mila gasps into my mouth, and it drives me fucking wild.
She fucking wants this as much as I do.
Heat flares through my body, and it makes my hands greedily explore her curves.
Fuck, I want Mila naked. I want to quench this ever-fucking thirst for her.
MILA
I’m swept up in the release I feel. I’m finally getting to kiss Jase and to express my emotions, until his hands brush up my body and his touch grows more frantic.
My mind clears up, and knowing I have to put a stop to this, I pull free and take a couple of steps backward.
Our breaths rush over our swollen lips as our eyes meet.
And then the shock of what just happened rocks me to my core, and I lift my hands, covering my mouth as I gasp for air.
Oh, God. How am I going to salvage our friendship now?
My eyes drift over Jase, and it doesn’t help that he looks like sex incarnate. The heat in his gaze sets his eyes on fire, and it makes my resolve fade to nothing but a distant echo.
But then he takes a step backward, and realization ripples over his face. “Fuck.” A flash of panic tightens his features. “I… I didn’t mean for that to happen.”
I close my eyes against the sharp pain in my chest as Jase brutally rips my heart out.
He must see the pain on my face because he moves forward and places his hand on my shoulder. “I need some time, Mila. I don’t know where to begin to understand what just happened.”
Jase makes it sound like I blindsided him, and it freaking devastates me. Pulling away from him, I say, “Then take the time you need, but don’t you dare blame me for this. I didn’t force you to kiss me.”
He holds a hand up. “I didn’t mean for it to come across like that. I’m just confused right now. We both need to process what happened.”
No shit. I told you I love you, and you kissed me.
Seeing how rattled Jase is, and knowing I need some time alone, as well, I nod. “Go think about it and let me know where we stand once you’ve figured everything out.”
Jase hesitates for a moment, then says, “Can we keep this between us?”
Ha, like I’m going to tell everyone about the most devastating moment of my life.
Having my love rejected by Jase is the worst thing that could’ve happened. He didn’t even bother saying anything about the fact that I laid my heart at his feet.
“Sure,” I mutter.
Watching Jase walk out of my room is so damn hard, and it makes a lump form in my throat. When the door shuts behind him, everything that just happened rips the ground from under my feet, and I sink to the floor.
I can’t keep the sob back and quickly cover my mouth.
I just told Jase I love him and… nothing. It’s like he didn’t even hear my confession – words I’ve never said to another man before.
Why? Why do I even love him? He’s done nothing to deserve it.
I cry for my teenage dream shattering to pieces once again. I mourn our friendship because deep in my heart, I know there’s no way we’ll ever come back from this fight.