CHAPTER 7
ELSIE
There's no turning back after this.
It’s unfair how I’ve lived a life up until this part without feeling the warmth of Brett Jackson’s body.
His hands.
Those lips...
They feel like they fit against my flesh, like they belong on me.
Like they're made for my mouth.
His kiss is everything I'd always imagined it'd be.
And suddenly I can't stop.
His lips, his tongue, his touch.
A hunger for so much more. More than what my high school, this town, this moment in time can give.
In fact, other than singing and keeping myself out of my parents' very messy divorce, my best friend's brother is the first thing I've wanted for a very long time.
My heart is beating fast. Like I can't catch my breath.
That's when I realize that I've been holding it the entire time.
I exhale,
