Page 132 of Holding On

"What?" She continues to unload the sacks.

"I need a real kiss."

She turns around and smiles that gorgeous smile that makes my heart beat faster.

Shit, maybe Jackson is right. Maybe I do love her.

I lower my mouth to hers and kiss her, then place my hand behind her lower back and pull her against me, letting her feel how quickly my body responds to her. Wants her.

"Let's go to my room," I say over her lips.

"We can't. The party's starting."

"I don't give a shit about the party. I don't even want to have it. This is Jackson's thing. He can handle it. And I told him nobody's allowed to come inside, so you don't have to worry about people walking in." I kiss her again and don't stop until I feel her pull away.

She looks up at me with those big brown eyes, a smile tugging at her lips. "Okay, let's go."

I smile at how easy it was to convince her. I thought she'd refuse, saying we'd have to wait until the party is over.

"Where you guys going?" Jackson asks as we're leaving the kitchen.

"Not now, Jackson," I groan, annoyed with him. If he keeps talking, Becca will change her mind.

"We forgot cups," he yells as Becca and I go down the hall.

"Then go out and get some," I yell back.

"I bought some," Becca says.

She walks around me back toward the kitchen. I follow her there and watch as she searches through one of the sacks.

I give Jackson a look. He finally gets it and says to Becca, "I'll find them. Don't worry about it."

"It's okay. They're right here." She takes out a package of red cups.

"Got it." He takes them from her. "Thanks."

Becca holds up a bag of chips. "I should put these in a bowl." She starts searching the cupboards.

"Becca." I say, urging her to continue what we started.

She turns away from Jackson and mouths "later" to me.

I glare at Jackson.

"I needed cups," he says to me.

"What?" Becca looks at him.

"Nothing," he says.

Becca finds a bowl and pours the chips into it, then takes it to the back patio.

"What the hell?" I say to Jackson.

"How was I supposed to know what you were doing?"

"Uh, let's see. I'm with my girlfriend, heading to my bedroom. Not that hard to figure out."

---