Page 83 of The Perfect Spiral
As he handed them over, he caught my gaze and smirked. I quickly brought my eyes back to the movie we had put on.
Delilah came in with her cupcakes and every single person hadone, no matter how full you were. I took the chocolate one and Adam took the same one as I did.
Looking at the cupcake, I smiled down at the memory of mine and Knox’s food fight a few days ago.
Then the kiss. That delicious kiss. The memory of his lips on mine. Moving in sync with each other. The way our tongues battled one another for dominance that neither one of us was backing down from.
I felt the sudden rise of heat meeting my cheeks, shaking my head to get it out of my mind. I shifted my eyes briefly to Knox, only to find him staring at the chocolate cupcake too, a soft smile slowly forming on his lips.
Was he remembering it too?
His eyes shot up to mine and I quickly looked away from him once again. I looked to see Adam smiling up at me with his cupcake in hand, licking the icing off the top.
I gave him a small laugh and scooped my own icing from the top of my cupcake onto my finger, ready to lick. I changed my gaze back to him and found him looking at me, licking the icing off his thumb.
I put my finger in my mouth and once again looked away. I repeated this until all the icing was gone. I needed to stop looking over at him. The rest of the night, I didn’t look at him once. I couldn’t.
It was too embarrassing to be caught so many times staring at him.
Chapter 29
The next few days flew by, mainly consisting of me trying to motivate myself to work off all of the Christmas dinner and dessert until we hit New Year’s Eve. Then, I could crank up the intensity to prepare for summer.
Hannah was over at my house. It was a tradition we did on New Year’s Eve.
We’d get ready together at my house then meet my parents, her parents, the Carters, and Wes’s parents downstairs to have dinner. Then, we’d all head out into the city to celebrate. Minus the parents, of course.
We were doing our makeup and it was half-past six at night. People were coming over any minute. Dinner was at seven so we had to hurry, do our hair and makeup.
We had our dresses on because they were tight, and it would most likely ruin our makeup if we slipped them on before doing our hair and makeup.
I know, we’re such girls. But we wanted to look decent tonight.
I was wearing an electric blue skin-hugging dress with thin straps to keep it up. It came to about mid-thigh.
It was a mini dress but because I was petite, it was a little lower, which I didn’t mind because I’m not all about showing a lot of my skin.
Hearing a knock on my door, “Open up, bitches, it’s your favorite sexy nurse,” Andy called out, making us laugh. Hannah swungthe door open to greet her. She had taken the train up from Jersey where she’s from and decided to come out for tonight.
She’s staying with me until we fly back for college. We all hugged each other with excitement. I had begged her to come out with us to get Kyle off my case for the night.
I planned on getting drunk to forget this year. I made a pact with Hannah that I would kiss her at midnight and nobody else, well, unless we got better options.
An hour later, we were all ready. Except Andy, who came ready and selected songs for us to listen to while we were getting ready. Plumping up our hair, we were ready to make our entrance downstairs.
The kitchen is a hotbed of testosterone, and I know Kyle will be thrilled to see Andy. We slip into our heels and sashay our way into the kitchen.
The wolf whistles that follow us are met with a triple dose of attitude as we greet the parents clustered around the counter.
Hannah snaps a quick selfie of us before we head over to the table. Kyle is conspicuously absent, and I know Andy is on the lookout for him.
“Andy?” There he is, standing by the sliding glass doors, a crate of bottled beer in his hands. He quickly sets it down and sweeps her into his arms.
“Surprise!” she exclaims, her voice muffled against his chest.
“Best fucking surprise ever!” His grin is wide and infectious. He plants a kiss on the side of her head before they pull apart slightly.
“Yo! Where’s Alex? I’m starving!” James complains. I turn to face him, an eyebrow arched in surprise. Do I really look that different?
