and
his hands were on the back of my neck and mine were in his hair and on his back
and under his shirt and . . . well, it was good.
Until he suddenly pulled away.
I panicked. He had changed his mind. He didn’t really like
me! I wasn’t a good kisser. I had bit his tongue. “What’s wrong?” I forced
myself to say.
“A rock has buried itself into my elbow.” With a grin, he
plucked a pebble from his arm.
I laughed. With relief. “You scared me. I thought . . .”
“Thought what? That I was going to change my mind about
you?”
I shrugged, feeling small and scared. “Maybe.”
“I’ve liked you for ten years, Lindster. Do you really think
you’re getting rid of me that easily?” He peeled himself off the beach and
helped me up. “Are you okay to walk?”
I took his hand. “Definitely. I know a great lookout where
we can watch the sunrise.
We walked and kissed and talked. About relationships. About
my mom. About his parents’ divorce. About being afraid. About being brave.
About how happy Becca was going to be. About French cheese.
We finally walked back into the hotel, holding hands, at six
thirty the next morning. And held hands at breakfast. We held hands on the
train to Monte Carlo. We held hands at the good-bye banquet dinner in Monte
Carlo. We held hands on the train back to Nice. We held hands while saying
goodbye to Pierre. We held hands during takeoff. Max and Kristin took pictures.
The lights in the plane just went out. I can’t believe the
trip is over. It went by so fast. I’m going to miss everything. The cheese. The
trains. I think I might even miss Joanna’s singing. But I’m also happy to be
going home, fling in tow.
Hah. Fling. Who am I kidding? I may have gone looking for a
fling but what I found is so much better.
C’est la vie!
☺
About the Author
SARAH MLYNOWSKI is the author of Milkrun, Fishbowl, As
Seen on TV, Monkey Business , and Me Vs Me as well as the teen novels Gimme a Call, Bras & Broomsticks, Frogs & French Kisses, Spells
& Sleeping Bags, Parties & Potions, Ten Things We Did (and Probably
Shouldn't Have) and How to Be Bad , which she co-wrote with Lauren
Myracle and E. Lockhart. Sarah is also the author of the tween series Whatever
After , and co-writer of the first ever guide to writing chick lit, See
Jane Write .
Sarah's books have been translated into twenty-one
languages and optioned to Hollywood. She was born in Montreal but now lives and
writes in New York City. Visit her at www.sarahm.com.
his hands were on the back of my neck and mine were in his hair and on his back
and under his shirt and . . . well, it was good.
Until he suddenly pulled away.
I panicked. He had changed his mind. He didn’t really like
me! I wasn’t a good kisser. I had bit his tongue. “What’s wrong?” I forced
myself to say.
“A rock has buried itself into my elbow.” With a grin, he
plucked a pebble from his arm.
I laughed. With relief. “You scared me. I thought . . .”
“Thought what? That I was going to change my mind about
you?”
I shrugged, feeling small and scared. “Maybe.”
“I’ve liked you for ten years, Lindster. Do you really think
you’re getting rid of me that easily?” He peeled himself off the beach and
helped me up. “Are you okay to walk?”
I took his hand. “Definitely. I know a great lookout where
we can watch the sunrise.
We walked and kissed and talked. About relationships. About
my mom. About his parents’ divorce. About being afraid. About being brave.
About how happy Becca was going to be. About French cheese.
We finally walked back into the hotel, holding hands, at six
thirty the next morning. And held hands at breakfast. We held hands on the
train to Monte Carlo. We held hands at the good-bye banquet dinner in Monte
Carlo. We held hands on the train back to Nice. We held hands while saying
goodbye to Pierre. We held hands during takeoff. Max and Kristin took pictures.
The lights in the plane just went out. I can’t believe the
trip is over. It went by so fast. I’m going to miss everything. The cheese. The
trains. I think I might even miss Joanna’s singing. But I’m also happy to be
going home, fling in tow.
Hah. Fling. Who am I kidding? I may have gone looking for a
fling but what I found is so much better.
C’est la vie!
☺
About the Author
SARAH MLYNOWSKI is the author of Milkrun, Fishbowl, As
Seen on TV, Monkey Business , and Me Vs Me as well as the teen novels Gimme a Call, Bras & Broomsticks, Frogs & French Kisses, Spells
& Sleeping Bags, Parties & Potions, Ten Things We Did (and Probably
Shouldn't Have) and How to Be Bad , which she co-wrote with Lauren
Myracle and E. Lockhart. Sarah is also the author of the tween series Whatever
After , and co-writer of the first ever guide to writing chick lit, See
Jane Write .
Sarah's books have been translated into twenty-one
languages and optioned to Hollywood. She was born in Montreal but now lives and
writes in New York City. Visit her at www.sarahm.com.
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