Whatever Life Throws at You by Julie Cross

Whatever Life Throws at You by Julie Cross

Author:Julie Cross [Cross, Julie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Love & Romance, Sports & Recreation, General, track, Sports, Baseball, contemporary romance, teen romance
ISBN: 9781622662999
Google: XslzAwAAQBAJ
Amazon: 1622664043
Barnesnoble: 1622664043
Goodreads: 20757528
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2014-10-06T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter 18

This isn’t real. It can’t be real. I must have fallen asleep at the wheel and crashed my car.

But I’m the opposite of drowsy. My senses have never been more alert in my entire life. Brody’s mouth is soft against mine, and his hands slide across my cheeks, resting on the sides of my neck. Unlike that night in his car, when his lips part, instead of pulling away he deepens the kiss. My eyes finally close and my mind is beautifully blank, endorphins flowing freely through my veins as my heart pumps at double speed.

I lift my hands and wrap them around his back, gliding my fingers up and down his bare skin, moving over his shoulders. How many times have I stared at him shirtless in the training room and been envious of old men touching and prodding him, wishing I had an excuse to do this? How many nights have I fallen asleep thinking up a moment just like this one?

His mouth breaks away from mine, arms wrapping around my back, sliding up my T-shirt. A shiver runs along my spine as we stretch out across the futon. We’re completely pressed together. His heart thuds against my chest again, and his lips drift down to my neck.

When he raises his head, our eyes meet for a split second, both of us breathing heavily, hearts pounding. Then I reach for his dark hair, combing my fingers through it, pulling his mouth back to mine.

He brushes his fingers against my bra strap and then his mouth is traveling the length of my neck. I tilt my head back slightly, my chest arching into him.

“This is much better in real life,” he whispers against my skin. “So much better than the fantasy.”

My hands freeze in his hair. “You have fantasies about kissing me?”

He lifts his head from my neck and touches his forehead to mine. “Yes.”

“Since when?”

There’s the slightest bit of color creeping up to his cheeks. He laughs softly and drops his head again, resting it on my shoulder. “Probably since you told me that I couldn’t choose to be a house elf because they’re an enslaved race.”

My jaw drops open. “But…But…you said—”

His mouth captures mine again, giving me another long lingering kiss before pulling away again. “I just wanted to do the right thing. For once in my life, I wanted to make the right choice.”

“And that’s not me?”

He rests a hand on my cheek. “Only because I respect your dad, and I know he doesn’t want this.”

I swallow the lump still in my throat from earlier. I don’t really care what Dad wants. He promised me something, and then he broke that promise.

His arms go around me again. Brody’s fingers on my bare skin is the most amazing feeling ever. I lean my ear on his shoulder and touch my lips to his neck. He tries to speak evenly, but his voice keeps catching with every kiss. It makes me feel powerful.

“I’ve never seen anything like you and your dad together, Annie,” he manages to say finally.



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