The Liars by Jennifer Mathieu

Author:Jennifer Mathieu [Mathieu, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781444946079
Publisher: Hachette Children's Group
Published: 2019-09-04T18:30:00+00:00

J.C. is grinning when I slide into the car at the corner of Esperanza and Fifteenth. He leans in and kisses me, ignoring the fact that he’s blocking traffic. A car honks but he doesn’t stop until he wants to.

“Don’t say hey or anything,” I tell him, tossing my backpack into the microscopic back seat of the VW. But I’m grinning as I say it.

“Hey,” he says with a wink, and I melt inside. He’s so good-looking I still can’t believe he likes me. He pulls into traffic and checks his watch. “I just gotta make one pit stop and then I’m yours all night.” The words all night make my stomach flip, but I’m ready for whatever happens next. It’s time to grow up a little.

I wish we didn’t have to do the pit stop though. I know it’s to sell pot. Part of me wishes he would just tell me, but maybe he thinks it would mess up the romantic vibe if he did. When he climbs the steps of the Surf’s Up apartments two at a time and leaves me sitting in the car, windows down so I don’t get too hot, I find myself counting to a hundred over and over again to busy my brain until he reappears.

All night. I’m yours all night.

After he comes bounding down the steps, that irresistible grin on his face, we swing by Tony’s Pizza to get a pie. The sun is just beginning to settle when we get to his apartment and head upstairs.

“Where’s your roommate?” I ask as we walk inside.

“Went to Austin for the weekend to visit his parents,” J.C. says, sliding the pizza on the counter and turning around and kissing me in one swift motion. His hands slide down to my hips and he pulls me close. He’s kissing me like he can’t get enough. My entire body softens.

“I’m really glad you’re here,” he whispers when we finally stop to catch our breath.

“Me too,” I say. And then I can’t help it. I lean in and kiss him right back. I kiss him like I might never get the chance to kiss him again, fiercely and full of desperation. My fingers travel to the hem of his black T-shirt. I sneak my hands underneath and slide them all the way up his chest. His skin is smooth and warm.

“Whoa,” J.C. says, pulling back but just barely. “This is nice.”

I don’t have the words or the witty banter. I only have this night. This chance. I pull him toward me and suddenly he’s sliding his shirt off over his head in one swift motion, dropping it into a puddle at his feet. I’m hungry for him, kissing his neck, his shoulders, tasting sunscreen and salt.

“Elena,” he says, and his voice has changed from playful to something husky. Needy. “Are you … sure?”

I answer by pulling him back toward the bedroom. He follows wordlessly, and soon we are on his unmade bed with the mismatched sheets next

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.