So Over You by Gwen Hayes

Author:Gwen Hayes
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Gwen Hayes
Published: 2010-04-24T22:00:00+00:00

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“If you plan to be alive to walk at graduation, James Theodore Foster, you will fix this now.” I thrust the dreaded pink invitation in his face and didn’t bother to try to hide the sheer terror shining in my eyes. Let him see my weakness.

He unballed the paper and started laughing hysterically.

“There is nothing funny about this situation. And you won’t be laughing when you’re dead. Fix this.”

“They set you up for karaoke? This is priceless. God, I can’t wait.”

“No no no!” The line is drawn. I refuse. I am not singing karaoke. Call your staff. The story is dead.”

I stormed away but he caught me at the door. “Now, just wait. The story is not dead. We can find a compromise.”

“There is not a compromise in the universe that will get me on a stage to sing. Not happening. I’m tired of being in the center ring of your circus, Foster.”

He squared my shoulders with his hands. “The staff chose the venue. I swear I didn’t set this one up.”

I closed my eyes, suddenly very tired. “Maybe not this date, but all of this is your doing. I’m not sure why you felt the need to manipulate me with all these games, but it stops now. I’m done.”

“Layney.”

I opened my eyes.

“You’re overreacting. I know you weren’t completely on board with this story, but you would never have agreed if you didn’t feel it had some merit.”

Something clicked inside, or more like clunked, and I slumped over, hanging my head between us. “It wasn’t supposed to be like this. This was supposed to be the best year ever. I don’t know if we can pull this off anymore.”

“Whoa,” he replied, succinct yet full of wonder. “Um. Are we still talking about karaoke?”

I lifted my head and squinted at him. “I’m not doing it. And I’m not doing this stupid story, and I don’t think I’m doing this stupid paper either.”

Cupping my chin with one hand, he nodded my head for me while he said, “Yes you will.”

We stood too close. I could see the flecks of color, golds and greens in his eyes, and I was sure he saw the unshed tears caught in mine. The moment bore down on us, heavy, like the feel of the air right before a thunderstorm. A little sigh escaped my lungs, and my chin tilted just a bit. His palm smoothed a small path from my chin to my cheek, and his fingers feathered into my hairline. We were powerless to stop, and our lips inched closer.

Closer.

The first brief pass of his mouth shocked me even though I had known it was coming. I clutched his arms for support and kept my eyes open. He hesitated, his forehead wrinkled in bewilderment, and then he swooped in again, both hands in my hair, and the bottom of my world dropped away.

We kissed with the same parry and thrust that we did everything. An answer to a taunt. Vying for what seemed to be the same thing, the clash of wills and lips.

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