Catching Jordan by Miranda Kenneally

Author:Miranda Kenneally [Kenneally, Miranda]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Love & Romance
ISBN: 9781402262272
Google: a4eF5eAbtGkC
Amazon: B00A7JGLC0
Goodreads: 9888775
Publisher: Sourcebooks Fire
Published: 2011-12-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Our clothes are starting to come off.

Mom’s volunteering at the hospital, and Dad’s stil at practice, but I’m not taking any chances. “Ty, hold up,” I say, hopping out of bed.

“What’s wrong?”

Not answering, I shuffle across the room in my underwear, lock the door, and then rejoin him in my bed.

Things start getting even more intense, so intense we just know it’s going to happen, so I say, “Do you have something?”

“Yeah.”

He leans over the side of my bed, reaches down to the floor, and grabs a condom from his jeans pocket. I’m a bit scared, but this feels so right.

He actual y likes me for me. And I just have to have him. Every bit of him. Now.

A little while later, we’re stil clinging to each other under the covers.

“Want to make this official?” he asks.

“What? Like be a couple?”

“Yeah.”

“Sure,” I say, smiling.

He brushes the hair out of my face with his pinky finger and cups my chin with his hand. I can’t believe we just did it. It! It did hurt some, but it wasn’t scary…it was…fun and sweet.

Now we’re staring at each other and he keeps giving me little kisses. “I’ve never felt like this before,” he says.

“Me either. So why me?”

“You’re strong and in control and different and mature. Why me?”

Al I can think about is how hot he is, but then I say, “You’re smart and cute.”

“That’s it?” he replies, tickling my stomach. “That’s it? ”

“What more do you want?” I reply, laughing as I squirm.

“Wel , Kristen Markum gave me a long handwritten note saying how much she wants me. Along with a picture.” He raises his eyebrows at me and laughs.

“Ugh. I hate that girl.”

“Why?”

I take a deep breath. “Wel , besides the fact that she cal ed me a dyke and a slut and accused me of sleeping with JJ and Henry…”

“What else?”

“Kristen and I were okay friends growing up…and then in seventh grade, we were real y excited about going to the Christmas Dance.”

I couldn’t wait—I had these cool, red New Balances I was going to wear, and Kristen and I bought these matching red cashmere sweaters. I thought I might get to dance with this eighth grader who was kinda cute. Maybe even get my first kiss.

I go on, “And then Carter asked Kristen to the dance, and she sort of laughed in his face.”

“Yikes.”

“I know. He felt awful, so I got al the guys on my footbal team to boycott the dance, and I threw this awesome party in my basement instead. We had, like, a slasher movie marathon, and Dad made chili dogs and gave us root beer and told al the guys these epic footbal stories from when he played with Emmitt Smith and Michael Irvin…and, wel , al the guys went back to school on Monday saying my party was better than any dance could ever be.”

Ty laughs. “You’re hilarious.”

“And al the girls at school were real y pissed at me ’cause I’d ruined the dance

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