Page 108 of The First Time

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"I'll take care of it." He pulls back enough to look into my eyes.

There's an apology in his gaze.

But the wordsI'm sorrydon't fall from his lips.

Neither one of us says anything. But it's not like the stare down with my brother in the alley. This isn't a power play. This isn't full ofwho knows besttension.

This is not at all familial.

Or platonic.

Kit is staring into my eyes like he's staring into my soul.

Like my happiness means more to him than anything else.

He brushes a stray hair from my eyes. He leans close enough to kiss me.

His lips go to my ear instead. "I came in a cab."

I nod. I don't care how we leave. Just that we get to his place.

Alone.

Kit pulls back enough to hail a cab.

I'm getting ahead of myself.

But that doesn't stop my head from filling with ideas of his body locked with mine as I slide into the backseat.

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