“Oh my gosh, you’re ridiculous,” she said.
“What?” He grinned as he took another giant bite.
“I thought those were for me?”
“They are.” He stuck the same Red Vine he’d just eaten out for her.
Her stomach toppled, and she peeked at his face.
It was full of mischief.
She surged forward and took a big bite too, her face flaming red when he mumbled as he chewed, “That’s my girl. Take what you want.”
She wanted to. She wanted to reach out and take him. Or at least tell him how she felt. She just wasn’t sure how to do that.
So instead, she reached out and nabbed the half-eaten piece from his hand and shoved it into her mouth.
“Hey!” It would have been a shout except it was hushed, his brows lifting, before he suddenly dove at her. She fell onto her back on the bed as his fingers burrowed into her sides.
She gasped a shocked breath as he began to tickle her. The tips of his fingers digging into her ribs.
She wheezed and flailed as she tried to fight him off, her insides lit up in a way they’d never been, while Cash hovered over her, his face stretched in amusement, brown locks of shiny hair flopping over one eye.
“Oh my gosh, Cash, stop.”
Except she didn’t want him to. She craved his touch in a way she’d never craved anything before.
“What? You stole my Red Vine. Did you think I wouldn’t retaliate for such a vile act?” he teased.
“I thought it was mine?” She giggled and struggled to push him off as he continued his attack.
He dug in deeper, leaning over her, his scent all around. “We were sharing.”
She opened her mouth to taunt him with the remnants of the sweet red candy that coated her tongue.
Cash froze, and his lips parted in surprise.
She snapped her mouth closed.
Mortified at what she had done.
Now, he stared down at her like she was disgusting. Those eyes on her mouth that she had pressed shut.
Except, the air shifted.
Deepening.
His movements slowed as he settled his hands on her waist.
His gaze made her heart batter at her chest, and her breaths turned shallow as his attention flicked between her mouth and her eyes.
He hesitated there. Wavering. Unsure.
Then he seemed to shake himself out of whatever he’d been thinking and flopped onto the bed at her side.
Facing her with a grin on his face.
“What do you think you’ll do once you graduate?”
