Page 18 of What the Heart Wants (Desires of the Heart 1)

When she looks me in the eyes and bites her bottom lip, I’m already a goner.

I lean in slowly in case she wants to change her mind but, to my relief, she leans in and meets my lips with hers.

I groan at the contact.

Fuck, she parts her lips and I slide my tongue in her mouth. She gasps at the contact.

I pull her body over me so that she’s straddling me as we kiss each other deeper.

I slide my hands from her hips and pull her closer. Fuck, I feel like I can’t get close enough.

When I pull away, we both gasp for air. She looks at me with lust filled eyes and flushed cheeks.

“We should stop,” I say. As much as I don’t want to, I know we can’t do anything. First of all, she doesn’t have much experience and, secondly, we all promised that we would be together if anything would happen that was more than kissing.

She nods her head. “Yeah, we should stop after one more,” she says. I chuckle as she brings her lips back to mine.

We spend the rest of the movie making out like a bunch of teenagers, and there isn’t a thing I would change about it.

“I should get you home,” I say to her as soon as the movie is over.

Kyla is looking wild with her hair all over the place from me running my hands through it, and her lips are swollen.

Her phone goes off before she can respond. When she looks at it, she rolls her eyes and types something out.

“Ready?” I ask.

“Yeah, sorry that was my mom. My parents are worry warts,” she says. I notice that she says stuff like that a lot about them but never gives a reason as to why.

“Any reason why?” I ask.

She lets out a sigh as she climbs off the back of my truck and adjusts her clothes. “They just almost lost me a few times in my life, and they worry about it happening again. But that’s all I’m really willing to say on the subject.”

I nod my head; I admit I’m more curious than ever, but I won’t push her for an answer.

“Whenever you are ready to talk, I will be here to listen. We all will be,” I tell her.

She gives me a small smile. “I know, just not yet.”

“Let’s get you home.” I hop off my truck and make sure to put everything in the back seat.

I drop her off that night after a chaste kiss and watch as she walks into the house.

I pull away with a grin on my face.

This is going to be something amazing.

I just know it.

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When I get home after dropping off Kyla, everyone is awake in the bedroom. Ethan is laying between Asher’s legs with his head on his stomach.

Levi is sitting beside them on the bed with a sheet up to his waist.

They all look up when I walk in, and I grin at them; not that the smile has left my face from my date because I’m very fucking hopeful for this to workout.

“Well, how was the date?” Asher asks.

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