Page 68 of Forgotten Pieces

“No, but I would much rather focus on good news,” he says sincerely.

“Maybe good news. Probably not. There were so many good dancers.”

“And that’s only part of the audition. You are great at acting, it surprised me actually when we practiced.” I push his shoulder at that but it makes him smile. “And you are an incredible singer. Those two are much more important, I bet.”

“Maybe,” I whisper. I pull my phone out and open the app to the online portal. “Here goes nothing.”

It takes forever to load. I get up off the rock and pace. When it finally logs me in, I click on the link to the drama site and nearly drop my phone. “Holy shit.”

“What?” Ryder asks as he gets up and stands in front of me.

“Holy shit,” I say again. “Oh my fucking god, I don’t believe it.”

“What!” Ryder shouts at me.

I look up at him and smile with the goofiest grin. I drop my phone to the ground and jump into his arms, he catches me by my ass as I wrap my legs around his hips. “I made it! I made it!”

“I knew you would.”

“I got cast as a lead!”

“You what?” Ryder says nearly dropping me. “A lead! That’s incredible.”

I squeal as I throw my head into his neck. When I pull back I finally realize he is holding me up. I was barely aware of the fact I jumped into his arms.

I look into his eyes and see a pool of desire. I glance down at his full lips, wondering how they taste. When I glance back up into his eyes, a hunger appears that wasn’t there earlier. “Birdie,” he whispers.

I don’t let him say anything else. I press my lips against his and it’s like a shock to my system. Nothing has ever felt so right. I thought he would freeze, pull back against the onslaught of my lips but he doesn’t. He kisses me right back with intensity. He pulls me tighter into his body as he devours my lips. I slip my tongue between his and it ignites a growl in his throat. Next thing I know he has me pressed against the rock we always sit on, his body over me, pressing into me. His lips leave mine, tracing a path down my neck before coming back up to my lips. I can feel every inch of him. His hardness pressing into my stomach.

I’ve never felt such passion before. Never felt like this with anyone. I thought before that we may be soulmates and this kiss seals it. I moan as his hands pull my hips closer to his. I pull his mouth closer, anything to get him closer to me.

I don’t know how long we make out, but eventually he pulls away. A smile on his lips as he does.

“Why did you stop?” I ask with a pout.

“Because if I didn’t I don’t know where this would lead.”

I sit up and straighten my clothes. “Would that have been so bad?”

“Yeah, it would have been.”

I stand up and pull him into me, my lips inches from his. “You sure?”

“Yes,” he groans.

I smile at him before kissing him one more time.

“We should go,” he says.

“Mmhmm,” I respond as his hands can’t seem to let go of me.

“We can’t tell anyone about this,” he says.

I pull back and look into his eyes. “I know.”

“This is wrong, T.”

I shrug. “Maybe.”

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