Page 183 of Nobody's Girl

She goes to brush her teeth, her pajama bottoms hanging askew on her narrow hips. The back of her hair is a bit messy, yet still gorgeous.

She wipes her mouth after she rinses out the toothpaste and peers at her reflection in the mirror. I think it’s time to let her know without a doubt that I am not gay.

Moving in behind her I put my hands at her waist and straighten her PJ bottoms. Her eyes catch mine in the mirror.

She smiles at me. “Thanks, Eden.”

A platonic gesture, she considers it. I need to step it up. I wrap my arms around her, laying my chin on her shoulder as I look at her in the mirror.

“Beautiful, even in the morning after a tragic accident. Do you ever look bad?” I ask.

Her hand strokes my cheek. “I do right now, you tease. You, on the other hand, look devastating, you handsome devil.”

She still thinks I’m gay. I turn her in my arms, holding her tightly against me as I look down at her. She smiles innocently up at me, placing her hands on my shoulders. Well, at least she feels free to touch me and let me hold her since she thinks I’m not into her.

“Your bath is ready, cupcake.”

“Thank you. That’s so sweet of you.” Her sentence is punctuated by a sweet kiss on my cheek.

Okay, I can’t take any more of this. Not releasing my hold on her, I steadily walk back towards the bath.

She giggles as I move her with me, making me crazy for her. A quick turn and I have the wall behind her. Before she can figure out what I’m doing, I press her body against the wall and run one of my hands to grab a section of her hair. Pulling it back, I press my lips to hers.

The angle of her head makes her lips part and I thrust my tongue into her mouth. Her breath sucks in as she gasps at my sudden intrusion.

I’ve waited forever to feel her like this. Heat radiates all over my body and already I grow hard with a need for her.

Though I don’t want this kiss to end, it has to. I soften my kiss, then pull my lips off hers. Her cheeks are pink, eyes wide, and mouth slightly open.

“Did that feel gay, Alyssa?”

“No, no it did not,” she says, nearly breathless.

I let her go and walk out of the bathroom, closing the door behind me. The wall holds me up as I fall back on it.

My knees went weak when our lips touched, but I managed to hold it together. How fortunate for me she’s mine and I can kiss her for the rest of my life.

Now that I’ve tasted her, I will have to fight myself even harder to give her the time to come to me.

Maybe I shouldn’t have done that after all. Shit! I hope I didn’t push her away.

She’s probably in there right now thinking of herself as a cheater. I’ve probably made her hate herself.

This was a mistake. I’m not even supposed to touch her like that. It’s exactly what Linda told me not to do, but I did it anyway.

Damn, do I ever do what people tell me to?

I think too highly of myself. The tutoring was to temper my lusty ways. I’ve frightened her. I know I have. Her eyes were wide and full of fear.

Or was that something else I saw?

Hell, I didn’t even wait to see what she thought about it. I took off like I’m some cocky male on the prowl.

How could I do that to her?

She’s too special to be treated like that. I had wanted her to ask me to kiss her, not take it as if I’m a thief.

Thumbing through her closet, I find very little which is appropriate for such a special creature. Plain, plain, plain.