The Kissing Tutor

by Sally Henson

  “Basically, your dad reminded me he’s a trained killer.”

  I gasped. “He did not.”

  He nodded with a grim expression. “Brendan said he’s soon to be a trained killer and that I’ve caused you to cry enough already. Not to do it again.”

  “Oh, my gosh.” I busted out laughing. “You know they’d never lay a finger on you.”

  “Maybe,” he said with a shrug. “I don’t plan on finding out.”

  We drove through Sweet Water and stopped at the stop sign before we turned on the highway.

  Roan gave my fingers a squeeze and turned to look at me. “Are you ready for the first day of the rest of our lives?” he asked.

  My smile widened. We were off on our own adventure. One that had my belly jittery with the nerves and excitement. “Yes. Absolutely.”

  Seven-and-a-half hours, two bathroom stops, and one lunch break later, we arrived at our destination. Sweet Water wasn’t what I considered a small town, but compared to Knoxville, Tennessee, it was tiny. Luckily, I only had to be concerned with the campus. I doubted I would ever go off campus unless it was for softball or I was with Roan.

  He pulled into the parking lot for my dorm and found a spot. The sun cast a warm glow on everything in its path. It made the campus more inviting. And I needed that because knots tried to weave together in my stomach. I had never been away from home before. Not like this.

  Roan shut the truck off, unbuckled his seatbelt, and swiveled to face me. His tender golden eyes flickered with mischief.

  I loved the way he grinned like that. His perfectly white teeth peeked through the small separation of his lips, and one corner of his mouth lifted higher than the other. I didn’t know why he was staring at me like that. It made my stomach tremble, and I giggled. “What?”

  His eyes danced with excitement or maybe nerves. He said, “I haven’t said anything, but I feel like this is the second chapter of us.”

  I clicked the button to release my seatbelt, leaned over the console, and thanked him for such a beautiful thing to say. After a long, delicious kiss, I decided I better stop before I got carried away the first official day on campus.

  I sighed. “Love your idea. Our story. How many chapters do you think we’ll have?” I stayed perched across the console, looking into his mesmerizing eyes.

  “Hm,” he sounded, pursing his lips. “What do you think?” he asked.

  “I don’t know. I hope a lot.”

  A brilliant smile stretched on his lips. He traced a thumb across my cheek. “I think our novel will be longer than War and Peace. Full of love and adventure, and since it’s a true story…pain. But I’ve had enough of that in my life. I hope we don’t have to deal with too much more. As long as we’re on the same page together, our love will last until the end of our time.”

  Happy tears pooled along my lashes. My heart, my body, my mind was melting. I slid my hands over his shoulders, pulled him as close as possible, and pressed my lips to his with an appreciation I’d never felt before. He was beautiful. He thought I was beautiful. And he was mine. We were each other’s. He split my heart wide open and took up residence.

  I knew in that moment that one day we would marry each other. We had the best of both worlds: best friends and forever love.

  But that day, that moment, was when our true love began.

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