Hooked
“In the short space of a couple of days, I'd made the surprising discover that her opinion mattered to me. Suddenly being a man-whore didn't sound cool, it sounded creepy. I knew she was attracted to me but I wanted more than that. I wanted her to like me. That was a brand new feeling for me, at least as a healthy adult. And I didn't have time to dissect or analyze it. The moment was now."I'm serious. Nothing happened.""I guess you and I have entirely different definitions of 'nothing'. But again, why should I care?" She had to tilt her head way back to look up at me. Her child-like height was a lie. There was womanly defiance in her gaze and a stubborn set to her mouth that told me she was anything but convinced. The importance of making her understand something I didn't yet understand myself battled with the urge to kiss that willful look off that angel face.I backed her into the wall and trapped her with my arms at her shoulders. "You should care because you want me. And I want you.... We could have a lot of fun crossing the ocean together." Bad choice of words.MoreLess
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