Never Been Kissed: A Never Been Novel by Kars C.M

Author:Kars, C.M. [Kars, C.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-05-06T03:00:00+00:00

I didn’t sleep at all last night. His perfect words ricocheted around my skull, playing back at me at different angles, echoing and going on forever. Every time I shut my eyes, they were there – taunting me, telling me to do what he said – to be brave and want him back. To show him that I want him.

Coward as I am, I couldn’t move, or do anything to show him I’m ready to be with him in that way. I just stayed in bed, opposite him and Matty and pretended to fall asleep. I couldn’t even answer him when he said those words.

Fuck, baby. Do you think you could want me back?

Gah, what a thing to say. I can’t breathe just thinking about it. How many times has he put himself out there – for me? Telling me he wants me?

And we haven’t even kissed yet.

As soon as there was a little light outside, I high-tailed it out of there. Now, I’m watching Sunday morning cartoons. Where did the Power Rangers go? Or what about old school Sonic the Hedgehog, and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles? I swear, if Dora asks me one more question, I’m going to throw the remote at the screen and never have access to Netflix again.

A knock comes at the door, while my phone vibrates at my feet, which are settled on my coffee table. I take the door first, checking peephole like a good girl.

Opening the door, I try and settle my face into an uncaring smile, like I’m too good for you, but you can have me if you really want. As long as you buy me diamonds later for all the suffering I’ll have to go through. I’m not sure I get it quite right, though.

Hunter MacLaine is a big guy; my doorframe the perfect border to his portrait. Swoon-worthy. Totally. He’s wearing that black hoodie again, a plain black t-shirt, and sweats. Oh yeah, those badass boots that I imagine him taking me in. And now I’m red. Awesome.

“Hey.” I do a stupid wave, like we’re a football field apart instead of three feet. Dork.

Hunter nods at me. “Uh, does Matty need Peter Pan again or something?” I ask, scratching the skin under my cast as much as I can.

Hunter clears his throat, blue eyes unreadable. “I wanted to spend the day with you.”

Sweet; he’s sweet. Then why do I want to throw up, and my throat hurts, I want to cry and run away, screaming my head off? He’s not my friend; I don’t know how to act with a man, alone, in my apartment.

“Alright,” I say, sounding like him spending the day with me is even worse than the Daleks taking over the known Universe. I clear my throat. “I was just gonna stay in, watch some TV, movies, maybe read. You’re welcome to join, if you want.”

He grins at me, that stranger’s look on his face has disappeared. “I apparently have to watch Pirates of the Caribbean. I’m under strict orders.

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