Page 80 of Don't Puck His Best Friend
She looks around the room. “I haven’t been in here before.”
“No?” I question.
She shakes her head. “It’s nice.”
I laugh. “You don’t have to be nice, Harper.”
“No, it is. Your blanket looks cozy, and the dresser isn’t from Walmart. It is nice, Cole.”
“Okay,” I tease.
Then… silence.
We watch each other, the tension piling on top of itself. Like a rubber band pulling, stretching.
“Um,” she says, breaking the rubber band. It snaps and suddenly it doesn’t feel tense anymore. “So, Liam texted me. He asked me to come over, and I told him…”
“I know. I talked to him. He’s going to back off now.”
“He is?”
I nod. “That’s what you want, right?”
She nods confidently and then she exhales. “I’m relieved. Thank you.”
I can’t help the smile spreading across. “Thank you? You’re thanking me?”
She walks over to me and nods. “I am.”
I look at her lips. They’re glistening and I smell the mint in her breath. And I have the urge to kiss her, but I’m not sure if that’s a good idea.
Harper
He’s looking at me like he wants to kiss me, but he’s hesitating.
“You wanted to talk?” I clear my throat, looking up at him.
He just stares.
“Does this mean you accept my apology?” I ask.
I notice the bob of his throat move. His dark hair falls on his forehead and his eyes aren’t as upset as they were in the parking lot. He’s beautiful like a punch to the heart. Just straight to my chest. I feel it in between my ribs.
“I do.”
I smile up at him, and then I press my lips together.
He grabs my chin, forcing me to look up at him. His eyes are intense, so I look at his lips. I feel my pulse everywhere in my body. His large hand moves to the back of my neck, and I lean into it, enjoying the feel of his touch.
“Harper,” he breathes.
I open my eyes. “Yes.”
“Still my girlfriend?”
I chew my bottom lip, looking at him. “Yes.”
His lips smash against mine, and I melt into him. He tastes like mint as he works his tongue against mine. He’s such a good kisser, I immediately start seeing stars. He kisses me like his life depends on it, and it feels so good to know that the way I feel is reciprocated.
