Melody's Crush Book 2: KYLE - 1st & 2nd Installments (Young Adult Series)

by Dillon, Alora

  Closing my eyes, I held my breath waiting to be throttled.

  The warmth of his fingers from his left hand slid across the back of my neck and then his right followed suit. His palms cupped just beneath my jawline, holding my head still between his hands. Goosebumps trailed a path down my arms despite the warmth of his touch.

  Oh dear God, he was actually going to strangle me.

  Squeezing my eyes tighter, I squinched my face up bracing myself for the squeezing, my chest already laboring for breath.

  A couple seconds passed by and the loud thumping of my heart reached to deafening heights. A few more seconds passed… nothing.

  Why wasn’t he strangling me?

  Swallowing hard, I chanced a peek through my lashes.

  My lungs took in a sharp breath as I felt my knees buckle. But one of Jake’s arms quickly caught behind my waist, pulling me back up until our bodies were pressed hard against one another, the impact knocking the breath out of me.

  My eyes danced side to side searching those emerald pools for what he could possibly be thinking.

  His grip tightened causing an unexpected whimper from my constricted throat. It was difficult to breathe despite the vast amount of oxygen afforded me.

  Why was he doing this? How far would he go to make a point?

  It was then I smelled the familiar sweetness of maple syrup as his lips parted, each breath assaulting my already jumbled senses. The color of his eyes darkened as his head dipped closer, his labored breath now mingling with mine.

  His eyes were burning with a fire I had never seen before. My heart took off like a freight train pounding over the tracks of my ribcage shaking the rest of my body. My mind was swimming trying to grasp some sense of what was happening. But all thoughts were overruled with the humming that was coming from deep within my belly that rippled outward, shaking to life every nerve ending in my body.

  My fingers instinctively curled pulling the fabric of his shirt tight into my fists. For so long, I had wanted this. Too many nights I had dreamed of what it was like to be in his arms like this. To know what it felt like to be the object of his attention. His full attention. And now, it was finally here.

  I couldn’t pull my eyes from his. I was afraid to close them. Afraid all of it would be just another dream.

  His eyes wavered causing my heart to flip.

  Please don’t back out now. Pleeeeeease!

  The flames within his eyes flickered as his thumb traced the sensitive flesh of my bottom lip, parting them even more. Without realizing, I pulled my lower lip into my mouth gently biting it, releasing and then swiping it with the tip of my tongue.

  I was surprised at his sharp intake of breath as his gaze drifted downward to linger on the moisture left behind.

  My breath caught and I could see little stars exploding in the outlying of my vision.

  His fingers at the base of my neck fanned out as he gently pulled me in, his lips just a breath from mine.

  It was then, I let my eyes close.

  “JAAAAAAAKE!” came a loud, ear-piercing shriek.

  The jerking of Jake’s body shattered my nerves as he quickly pushed me away leaving me to stand breathless, shaking and my knees nearly buckling.

  Shock rippled through my body as I tried desperately to understand what just happened. My breathing was coming in shallow waves as I tried to gulp each one down.

  A rapid clicking sound pounded in my ears.

  What?

  It was getting louder and louder.

  Shaking my head I looked around to see what could actually be making such a noise and then my vision locked on the target of my confusion.

  Stomping down the stoned paved pathway was Jake’s mother looking all kinds of pissed off. Her one of a kind Marc Jacob heels stabbed at the pavement as she marched right up to Jake and to my complete surprise slapped him across his face.

  Holy crap!