“He’s good; we made a deal.” I kissed her sweet lips for a few more moments before pulling back to look at her face.
“So beautiful.” I pushed the hair that was trying to cover her face back behind her ear. A blush coated her high cheekbones, and I smiled. Yes, this weekend was going to be epic.
“‘Hooked on a Feeling’ by Blue Swede.” The twinkle in her eye made me say it. I was totally hooked on this girl.
She laughed and pushed me back, but I wasn’t having that yet. Nope. I got to touch her, and hold her. I was going to do it as much as I could.
“Not in love with you, Cowboy Casanova,” she teased, and while that may be true, I wasn’t giving up hope that she would fall. She wouldn’t go easy; I’d probably have to throw her off the cliff and into love.
Realistically, we are most likely talking about going straight-up Spartan, kicking her into realizing she is hopelessly head over heels for me. We were destined to be together. That was all there was. Her chest would recover from the kick later on.
“‘It’s Gonna Be Me,’ by NSYNC?” I tried again, this song rang true as well. But she just laughed, and I couldn’t help but kiss that smile I caused.
“You are something else.” She shook her head sideways, and I knew she found me charming.
Jenson came over to us a few seconds later, and while she tried to pry herself away from me, I grabbed onto her hand and we walked back into the house together to check on dinner.
She and Jenson were setting the table while I grabbed the steak pinwheels out of the oven.
When I heard Alessandra humming the melody to “It’s Gonna Be Me,” I knew I had her. It was just a matter of time. I knew she was going to be mine in every definition of the word.
It wassogoing to be me.
Justin Timberlake would never let me down.
