Gusion And Lesley Kiss Novels & Stories

He winks at both of us, and I'm still considering killing him. Chloe throws her bouquet at him. “Knock it off, Gabe.” They always did have the cutest sibling rivalry. Leo takes the small box and takes out a ring. His hands are steady as he takes his grandmother's ring out and slides it along my finger. I love how it fits on my hand, like it was always meant to be there. Leo grins and starts to lean forward, ready to kiss me. “Hold on,” the pastor says, putting his hand on Leo's shoulder and stopping him from kissing me. “Only one kiss per customer.”

His voice was deeper and smokier than Aiden's. I swallowed hard. “There were quite a few women at the conference,” I replied, dodging his eyes. While I doubted Aiden could have meant anyone else, this wasn't exactly a topic I was ready to discuss in the middle of the hallway, especially considering I had no idea what Aiden would have told his father about me. “We really should be getting to lunch,” Kathryn announced, stopping that path of questioning. “Thank you for those forms, Lena.” Mr. Hayes gave me one last look turning to leave with Kathryn. He and his son had the same shoulders and walked with the same confident stride. Empty loss caught in my throat.

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

I was glad to be here too. Jack leaned forward, pressing his lips against mine. This kiss wasn’t the same as the ones from the island. This was reserved and formal, but it still fanned the heat growing inside of me. He stepped back, a devilish grin spreading across his face as I flushed. The smile stayed on his face until he sat down in the large leather chair and picked up the phone. I knew that was my cue to leave, and I slipped out the door as the businessman’s mask slid over his face.

It was already hot and muggy, the sky threatening to burst at any time. Back inside, Allie and Marissa were up and putting the glasses in the dishwasher, moving slowly but nonetheless getting things done. Allie gave me a big grin as I came back inside, then she grabbed her stomach and looked a little green. Marissa laughed at her, but the motion made her grab her bright red hair and grimace. "I think the shots might have been a mistake," she groaned. "No kidding. How are you up and moving around, Kaylee? You were slamming them back as fast as we were," Allie groaned, closing the dishwasher. I opened the fridge and gave them each a sports drink.

On my phone, I saw the video lealie was talking about of. A video of Rory and I while we kissed during the dare and then Leslie emptying the bottle of red wine on . The video zoomed in on her chest, the light, wet fabric plastered to her skin…. There were more videos; some were memes, some had mocking inscriptions…. Anger filled my veins, and I turned my furious eyes to Leslie. She took an alarmed step back, but I crossed the space between us immediately, holding her gaze. “Right from the moment you barged in here, I told you to get out. So now listen to me clearly…… hand me the fucking keys now,” I warned.

"I didn’t expect that," I muttered, trembling as I moved away from Yemi, the heat from the kiss still clinging to my lips like a permanent mark. Uncertain of what I should feel or even if I should feel anything at all, I gazed up at him. Yemi's countenance was impenetrable, yet his eyes never left mine. His eyes had a flash of curiosity, but his lips twitched as though he were holding back a smile. "Neither did I."

“Marry me, or kill me?” “Azlee,” Raymond calls out. “I’m not asking it like that because you would choose the to kill me. So, please, marry me?” “Jack,” Ryan wines. “Make an honest man of me before you knock me up.” I can’t stop laughing. Justin and Raymond look at Ryan laughing their asses off. “I should kill you!” Lesley answers. “But I’ll marry you, because you love me.” Justin jumps down and kisses her. I play the chorus to “This Kiss.”