mouth.”
“I don’t have any redeeming qualities. I'm a punk, plain and simple.”
Kayla crosses her arms. “Obviously. You know, it seems like you try
really hard to be that way.”
“Only around you,” Jackson states, turning on the oven.
“Why?”
“It’s just better that we maintain certain boundaries with each
other. You can’t get close to me.”
“Then you shouldn’t be hanging out in my kitchen,” she growls. Jackson
just looks at her. Annoyed, Kayla exclaims, “Who said I wanted to get
close to you? Really? You may be hot, but your personality
overshadows that!”
“You think I’m hot?” Jackson inquires with a grin.
Embarrassed, Kayla looks away. “Come on, you must know you're good-looking.
Your ego is bigger than this town. My saying it is only going to boost it
higher.”
Jackson playfully sighs. “You're probably right. I guess if I ever need a
good time, you are an option.”
Kayla’s jaw drops. “As if I would ever give it up to your skanky ass. You
have a lot of nerve to even assume I would want to have sex with you.”
“You melted when I kissed you.” Jackson eyes her, smiling.
“That’s your perception. I was putting on a show to piss off Jude. That’s it.”
Leaning against the counter, Jackson laughs. “I felt your body
react. It’s fine. I enjoyed it too.”
“You did?” Kayla asks, surprised.
“Mmhmm, you're a good kisser. ” Jackson points at her. "But don’t let that go to your head.”
Kayla nervously puts her hair behind her ear. “No one has ever told me
that.”
Narrowing his eyes, Jackson asks, “You have kissed a guy before, right?”
“Yes,” Kayla groans. “But it was a long time ago.”
“And it was bad?”
With a heavy sigh, Kayla mutters, “You're going to laugh at me.”
“Why?”
“It was in the eighth grade.” Jackson's eyebrows shoot up in surprise as
Kayla covers her face. “And it was with Jude.”
“ What! ”
“It was four years ago. He's been an ass to me ever since.”
“Why?”
Rubbing her forehead, Kayla whispers, “I wouldn’t do anything more with him,
and it pissed him off.”
“So…that means you're a virgin.”
“Like that is any of your business!”
Jackson laughs. “That’s cute.”
“Don’t patronize me. It’s a personal choice. I’m sorry I'm not a
slut like you.”
With a snort, Jackson retorts, “It’s easy to meet a lot of girls when you
travel around the world.”
“Eventually, when I’m in college, I’ll meet a guy who I can have an
intellectual conversation with, and maybe then I’ll consider having sex,” Kayla
declares smugly.
“Is that what it takes?” Jackson says, staring intently into her eyes.
“Intellect?”
Kayla opens her mouth and then closes it. “He has to be kind too, and
funny.”
“Your dream guy, huh?” Jackson
“I don’t have any redeeming qualities. I'm a punk, plain and simple.”
Kayla crosses her arms. “Obviously. You know, it seems like you try
really hard to be that way.”
“Only around you,” Jackson states, turning on the oven.
“Why?”
“It’s just better that we maintain certain boundaries with each
other. You can’t get close to me.”
“Then you shouldn’t be hanging out in my kitchen,” she growls. Jackson
just looks at her. Annoyed, Kayla exclaims, “Who said I wanted to get
close to you? Really? You may be hot, but your personality
overshadows that!”
“You think I’m hot?” Jackson inquires with a grin.
Embarrassed, Kayla looks away. “Come on, you must know you're good-looking.
Your ego is bigger than this town. My saying it is only going to boost it
higher.”
Jackson playfully sighs. “You're probably right. I guess if I ever need a
good time, you are an option.”
Kayla’s jaw drops. “As if I would ever give it up to your skanky ass. You
have a lot of nerve to even assume I would want to have sex with you.”
“You melted when I kissed you.” Jackson eyes her, smiling.
“That’s your perception. I was putting on a show to piss off Jude. That’s it.”
Leaning against the counter, Jackson laughs. “I felt your body
react. It’s fine. I enjoyed it too.”
“You did?” Kayla asks, surprised.
“Mmhmm, you're a good kisser. ” Jackson points at her. "But don’t let that go to your head.”
Kayla nervously puts her hair behind her ear. “No one has ever told me
that.”
Narrowing his eyes, Jackson asks, “You have kissed a guy before, right?”
“Yes,” Kayla groans. “But it was a long time ago.”
“And it was bad?”
With a heavy sigh, Kayla mutters, “You're going to laugh at me.”
“Why?”
“It was in the eighth grade.” Jackson's eyebrows shoot up in surprise as
Kayla covers her face. “And it was with Jude.”
“ What! ”
“It was four years ago. He's been an ass to me ever since.”
“Why?”
Rubbing her forehead, Kayla whispers, “I wouldn’t do anything more with him,
and it pissed him off.”
“So…that means you're a virgin.”
“Like that is any of your business!”
Jackson laughs. “That’s cute.”
“Don’t patronize me. It’s a personal choice. I’m sorry I'm not a
slut like you.”
With a snort, Jackson retorts, “It’s easy to meet a lot of girls when you
travel around the world.”
“Eventually, when I’m in college, I’ll meet a guy who I can have an
intellectual conversation with, and maybe then I’ll consider having sex,” Kayla
declares smugly.
“Is that what it takes?” Jackson says, staring intently into her eyes.
“Intellect?”
Kayla opens her mouth and then closes it. “He has to be kind too, and
funny.”
“Your dream guy, huh?” Jackson
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