kisses me, and I can't help the sprint my heart has entered. I simultaneously hate him and want him, and those feelings collide inside me, mixing into something indiscernible.
Heat spreads through my body, and Braden pulls me even closer to him. I'm flush against him, feeling every curve and definition of muscle on his torso. I unlink my hands and slip them upwards into his hair, wrapping my fingers around it.
“Maddie,” he whispers against my mouth, pulling back slightly. “We have to stop, or I won't be able to.”
Stop? Stop what? The kissing? Oh. Really?
“Okay,” I reply.
“Angel, it's only because I know you're not like most girls. We'll go further when you're ready, okay?”
I nod, and he kisses me again, a lingering touch on my swollen lips.
He slides his hand down so they're both on my back and dips his head into my neck. He buries his face in my hair, and I turn my head into him, letting him hold me.
In this second, I'm not thinking about the challenge. I'm not thinking about Brooklyn, or why I hate Braden. All I'm thinking is that kiss was the best damn kiss I've ever had.
And that could be a problem.
Chapter Twelve - Braden
I wake up and shake my head at myself. Yesterday runs through my mind on fast-forward, and I remember – I have a girlfriend. Fuck. That's weird.
And then there was Kyle. The guy has a real stick up his ass about me being with Maddie – and not that I blame him, if I was him, I probably would too. I know what half the people at the party last night were thinking. They were wondering why Maddie is so different from the others and what's so special about her. The girls were cursing her for taking what they wanted, and the guys were slinking back into their dark corners, their chances at seducing her shot to hell.
Well, fuck them all.
“Well?” Ryan opens my door.
“Don't bother knocking,” I say sarcastically, putting my phone down. “I love it when assholes barge in on me.”
“Uh, yeah.” He raises an eyebrow and shuts the door, sitting on my desk chair. “What was that shit about?”
“I was about to kiss her. Seal the deal on this challenge then you fuckin' called me.”
“Shit, man. Sorry. If I'd have known-”
“You'd be damn psychic.” I laugh and sit up in bed. “Doesn't matter.”
“You sealed it then?”
“Last night after my caveman performance.”
“Caveman performance?” He snickers.
“Her words, man, her words.” I smirk and grab my phone, waving it in his direction. “Do you mind? I have to text my girlfriend.”
Ryan lets out a loud laugh and slaps his leg. “Fuck me, that's a good one. Did you just say girlfriend?”
“You deaf? Course I did.”
“Wait, you're serious?” He stops laughing.
“Dude, we're official. You should have known it wouldn't have taken me long to make it exclusive.” I waggle my little finger at him. “See this? She's wrapped right round it.”
Chapter Thirteen - Maddie
“See this?” I waggle my little finger around the room. “He's wrapped right round it.”
“I don't doubt it,” Megan smirks. “I saw him go mental on Kyle, remember?”
Kay leans back on her bed, crossing her arms behind her head and sighing happily. “This shit is entertaining. And so fuckin' satisfying.”
“Satisfying?” Lila looks at her.
“Yeah. Braden Carter, Mr. Playboy himself is wrapped around little old Maddie's baby finger. He's like a fly in a spider's web.”
“Except I'm not gonna eat him for dinner,” I remind her. “I'm no cannibal.”
“Well.” She rolls over slightly and waggles her eyebrows. “You could always-”
“Stop,” Megan orders. She holds her hand up. “No further, Kayleigh. That is quite enough.”
“Filthy mind.” Lila giggles. I grin, and Megan pulls out the OPTP plan.
“So, we're a day ahead of schedule.” She runs a finger down it. “Good going, Mads. What's happening today? Are you seeing each other?”
“Uh, I'm not sure.” I smile
Heat spreads through my body, and Braden pulls me even closer to him. I'm flush against him, feeling every curve and definition of muscle on his torso. I unlink my hands and slip them upwards into his hair, wrapping my fingers around it.
“Maddie,” he whispers against my mouth, pulling back slightly. “We have to stop, or I won't be able to.”
Stop? Stop what? The kissing? Oh. Really?
“Okay,” I reply.
“Angel, it's only because I know you're not like most girls. We'll go further when you're ready, okay?”
I nod, and he kisses me again, a lingering touch on my swollen lips.
He slides his hand down so they're both on my back and dips his head into my neck. He buries his face in my hair, and I turn my head into him, letting him hold me.
In this second, I'm not thinking about the challenge. I'm not thinking about Brooklyn, or why I hate Braden. All I'm thinking is that kiss was the best damn kiss I've ever had.
And that could be a problem.
Chapter Twelve - Braden
I wake up and shake my head at myself. Yesterday runs through my mind on fast-forward, and I remember – I have a girlfriend. Fuck. That's weird.
And then there was Kyle. The guy has a real stick up his ass about me being with Maddie – and not that I blame him, if I was him, I probably would too. I know what half the people at the party last night were thinking. They were wondering why Maddie is so different from the others and what's so special about her. The girls were cursing her for taking what they wanted, and the guys were slinking back into their dark corners, their chances at seducing her shot to hell.
Well, fuck them all.
“Well?” Ryan opens my door.
“Don't bother knocking,” I say sarcastically, putting my phone down. “I love it when assholes barge in on me.”
“Uh, yeah.” He raises an eyebrow and shuts the door, sitting on my desk chair. “What was that shit about?”
“I was about to kiss her. Seal the deal on this challenge then you fuckin' called me.”
“Shit, man. Sorry. If I'd have known-”
“You'd be damn psychic.” I laugh and sit up in bed. “Doesn't matter.”
“You sealed it then?”
“Last night after my caveman performance.”
“Caveman performance?” He snickers.
“Her words, man, her words.” I smirk and grab my phone, waving it in his direction. “Do you mind? I have to text my girlfriend.”
Ryan lets out a loud laugh and slaps his leg. “Fuck me, that's a good one. Did you just say girlfriend?”
“You deaf? Course I did.”
“Wait, you're serious?” He stops laughing.
“Dude, we're official. You should have known it wouldn't have taken me long to make it exclusive.” I waggle my little finger at him. “See this? She's wrapped right round it.”
Chapter Thirteen - Maddie
“See this?” I waggle my little finger around the room. “He's wrapped right round it.”
“I don't doubt it,” Megan smirks. “I saw him go mental on Kyle, remember?”
Kay leans back on her bed, crossing her arms behind her head and sighing happily. “This shit is entertaining. And so fuckin' satisfying.”
“Satisfying?” Lila looks at her.
“Yeah. Braden Carter, Mr. Playboy himself is wrapped around little old Maddie's baby finger. He's like a fly in a spider's web.”
“Except I'm not gonna eat him for dinner,” I remind her. “I'm no cannibal.”
“Well.” She rolls over slightly and waggles her eyebrows. “You could always-”
“Stop,” Megan orders. She holds her hand up. “No further, Kayleigh. That is quite enough.”
“Filthy mind.” Lila giggles. I grin, and Megan pulls out the OPTP plan.
“So, we're a day ahead of schedule.” She runs a finger down it. “Good going, Mads. What's happening today? Are you seeing each other?”
“Uh, I'm not sure.” I smile
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