that the attraction was less about her family and more about him.
Attraction wasn’t a strong enough a word. McKenna had fallen hard and had
fallen fast. It seemed impossible that she could feel this much for someone she
had only known for a week, but Trevor was perfect. Maybe not exactly perfect,
but perfect enough for her.
Her only doubt was if her feelings were
reciprocated. Was this just a crush? Did Trevor feel anything for her at all or
was he just killing time? He remained polite, yet reserved. Despite ample opportunities,
he had yet to kiss her.
On Friday, he bypassed the scenic route
and instead drove straight to their field. He parked the bike and actually
climbed off it this time. They stood eye to eye, which was impressive
considering McKenna was six feet tall herself and never wore anything less than
three-inch heels. For a second, she thought he was really going to kiss her
but he reached for her hand instead and led her to the tree to sit down beside
him.
“I just thought we could talk for a few
minutes,” he explained with his deep, whiskey-gravel
voice that sent shivers down her spine.
“What did you want to talk about?”
Trevor took off his sunglasses and
grinned. “You,” he answered. “I want to know what a girl like you is doing
wasting time with a guy like me?”
“I don’t think it is a waste,” McKenna
admitted softly.
“Come on,” Trevor teased as he reached up
and stroked her cheek. “With a face like that, the boys must be chasing after
you something crazy.”
“ Boys ,” McKenna mimicked
disdainfully. “And none that I want to catch me.”
Trevor’s hand fell away. He nodded and
then stared off into the distance. After a moment, he looked back her way and
questioned quietly, “Have any of those boys ever kissed you before?”
“Oh, I’ve been kissed lots of times,”
McKenna said nonchalantly.
“Really?” Trevor questioned, sounding not
at all pleased with her answer.
“All right, maybe not a lot of times, but
I have kissed a few boys,” McKenna admitted.
Trevor smiled shyly and then asked, “Did
you like it?”
McKenna looked down at the ground and
twirled a piece of grass around her finger. “Not really,” she confessed with a
whisper.
“Maybe they just didn’t know how to do
it,” Trevor answered.
McKenna couldn’t look up. She felt him
inch closer. His warm breath struck against her cheek. Biting her lip, she was
confounded by this sudden bout of shyness. For once in her life, the answer
didn’t come automatically. This was too important to chance ruining the moment.
Then his lips, which were surprisingly soft and gentle, struck her cheek.
McKenna started to turn towards him, but Trevor pulled back slightly.
“Did you like that?” Trevor whispered.
McKenna stared into his eyes and was lost
in an endless sea of blue. “Yes,” she answered breathlessly.
“Do you want me to do it again?”
“Yes,” McKenna moaned.
Trevor leaned forward until their lips
were only separated by a few scant millimeters of empty space. Her eyes were
starting to drift shut when he pulled away.
“No,” he said with a devilish smile.
“What? Why?” McKenna stammered.
“Because girls like you shouldn’t be
kissing guys like me out in the middle of nowhere.”
So bereft of what could have been,
McKenna felt close to tears but settled for an angry sulk instead. “Then you
shouldn’t have brought me out here.”
“You see, that’s the problem,” Trevor
said gently as he reached for her hand and brought it to his lips. “I’ve
discovered that guys like me can’t stay away from girls like you. We make for
strange dance partners. Come on, I need to get you home.”
“It’s Friday,” McKenna suddenly panicked.
“I won’t be at school tomorrow. Do you have a phone? Can I call you?”
“I do and you can’t,” Trevor answered
very seriously.
“Why not?” McKenna pouted. “Do you have a
girlfriend?”
Trevor stood angrily. His
Attraction wasn’t a strong enough a word. McKenna had fallen hard and had
fallen fast. It seemed impossible that she could feel this much for someone she
had only known for a week, but Trevor was perfect. Maybe not exactly perfect,
but perfect enough for her.
Her only doubt was if her feelings were
reciprocated. Was this just a crush? Did Trevor feel anything for her at all or
was he just killing time? He remained polite, yet reserved. Despite ample opportunities,
he had yet to kiss her.
On Friday, he bypassed the scenic route
and instead drove straight to their field. He parked the bike and actually
climbed off it this time. They stood eye to eye, which was impressive
considering McKenna was six feet tall herself and never wore anything less than
three-inch heels. For a second, she thought he was really going to kiss her
but he reached for her hand instead and led her to the tree to sit down beside
him.
“I just thought we could talk for a few
minutes,” he explained with his deep, whiskey-gravel
voice that sent shivers down her spine.
“What did you want to talk about?”
Trevor took off his sunglasses and
grinned. “You,” he answered. “I want to know what a girl like you is doing
wasting time with a guy like me?”
“I don’t think it is a waste,” McKenna
admitted softly.
“Come on,” Trevor teased as he reached up
and stroked her cheek. “With a face like that, the boys must be chasing after
you something crazy.”
“ Boys ,” McKenna mimicked
disdainfully. “And none that I want to catch me.”
Trevor’s hand fell away. He nodded and
then stared off into the distance. After a moment, he looked back her way and
questioned quietly, “Have any of those boys ever kissed you before?”
“Oh, I’ve been kissed lots of times,”
McKenna said nonchalantly.
“Really?” Trevor questioned, sounding not
at all pleased with her answer.
“All right, maybe not a lot of times, but
I have kissed a few boys,” McKenna admitted.
Trevor smiled shyly and then asked, “Did
you like it?”
McKenna looked down at the ground and
twirled a piece of grass around her finger. “Not really,” she confessed with a
whisper.
“Maybe they just didn’t know how to do
it,” Trevor answered.
McKenna couldn’t look up. She felt him
inch closer. His warm breath struck against her cheek. Biting her lip, she was
confounded by this sudden bout of shyness. For once in her life, the answer
didn’t come automatically. This was too important to chance ruining the moment.
Then his lips, which were surprisingly soft and gentle, struck her cheek.
McKenna started to turn towards him, but Trevor pulled back slightly.
“Did you like that?” Trevor whispered.
McKenna stared into his eyes and was lost
in an endless sea of blue. “Yes,” she answered breathlessly.
“Do you want me to do it again?”
“Yes,” McKenna moaned.
Trevor leaned forward until their lips
were only separated by a few scant millimeters of empty space. Her eyes were
starting to drift shut when he pulled away.
“No,” he said with a devilish smile.
“What? Why?” McKenna stammered.
“Because girls like you shouldn’t be
kissing guys like me out in the middle of nowhere.”
So bereft of what could have been,
McKenna felt close to tears but settled for an angry sulk instead. “Then you
shouldn’t have brought me out here.”
“You see, that’s the problem,” Trevor
said gently as he reached for her hand and brought it to his lips. “I’ve
discovered that guys like me can’t stay away from girls like you. We make for
strange dance partners. Come on, I need to get you home.”
“It’s Friday,” McKenna suddenly panicked.
“I won’t be at school tomorrow. Do you have a phone? Can I call you?”
“I do and you can’t,” Trevor answered
very seriously.
“Why not?” McKenna pouted. “Do you have a
girlfriend?”
Trevor stood angrily. His
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