Page 44 of The First Play

The hallway is empty, but he still walks us backward until we’re tucked behind a locker, our kiss turning into a heated make-out session as he boxes me against the wall and makes me forget everything but his lips and tongue and chiseled body pressing against mine.

He loves me.

Fisting the back of his hair, I softly groan into his mouth, loving the way his hands roam, gliding down my body and lightly squeezing my ass before trailing down my thigh.

His touch ignites me in ways nothing else can, and that burn for him starts to build again.

“I want to feel your skin on mine,” I murmur between kisses.

“I know, baby. I’ve been aching for you.”

Pulling away, I gaze up at his face, seeing how much he means it and feeling that warm comfort spread through me. He really doesn’t want to break up with me.

Because he loves you!

“I’m sorry I haven’t been able to make it work.” He winces. “You have no idea how much I’ve been pining for you.”

For some reason, my eyes start to glisten, and oh shit.Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry.

He gives me a pained frown. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you what was going on. Shit, I can’t believe you thought I wanted to break up with you. Never think that, okay? Not for one second.”

“Okay,” I whisper, my lips trembling into a relieved smile.

He loves me.

Holy shit, he loves me!

Skimming my fingers down his neck, I fidget with the collar of his jacket, my voice quaking with nerves. “When do you think we can be alone together again? I so wish my parents were out tonight or away.”

“My dad’s away,” he murmurs, his eyes darting right as he obviously formulates a quick plan. “I’m staying with Mom this week, but I could make up some excuse. Noah or Kyle could cover for me, and we could…” His smile grows as he brushes the tip of his nose against mine. “If you wait for me after practice, we could go to his place.” His thumb skims over my bottom lip. “We could be all alone together. We could… try some stuff.”

My left eyebrow quirks up as a giddy thrill dances through my stomach. “Try some stuff?”

His cheeks flush pink as he fights a grin. “I may or may not have been doing some special research on…” He leans forward, pressing his cheek against mine and whispering in my ear, “How to make you come.”

Another thrill races through me—an addictive buzz of electricity that makes my lady parts tingle.

He’s been researching?

I have no idea what that means or what it entails, but?—

“It’s your turn to take your pants off, baby.” He crushes his mouth to mine, his tongue swiping between my lips with a hungry possession that I am so here for.

“After school,” I pant.

“After school,” he mumbles back before devouring me with one more heated kiss.

The bell pulls us apart a few seconds later, and we both jolt, like we’re coming out of a trance and didn’t even realize we were still on planet Earth.

With a soft laugh, he wipes my glistening lips with his thumb and gives me a heated look, followed by a sexy wink that turns my insides to melted goo.

“I’ll see you after practice, Sparks.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

I watch him walk away, my stomach doing somersaults as another shot of electricity buzzes through me.

Yep, I am so in love with Zander Donohue… and he loves me too.

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