Heart Of Marley by T.K. Leigh Read Free Book Online

shoulder to cry on or an ear to listen to had become a full-time job, not leaving much time for anything else. I just hoped it was enough for her.
    “Want to go check out the bonfire?” Brianna asked, waking me from my thoughts.  
    “Sure. Sorry. I drifted off there for a minute.” I held out my arm for her to hang on to and led her across the sand toward the smoke and orange hue that was illuminating the night sky.
    “It’s okay. I’m used to it,” she replied as a gust of wind blew from the shore, throwing her off balance.
    “Whoa!” I cautioned, reacting quickly and wrapping my arms around her to steady her, enclosing her in my embrace. It was the closest we had ever been to each other. It was the closest I had ever been to any girl my age, besides Marley.
    Looking down into her eyes, the glimmer of the ocean making them dance, my breathing increased from the depth I could see.
    “You okay?” I asked quietly.
    She kept her gaze glued to mine and nodded. Her lips parted slightly and her sweet breath caressed my skin. Nothing I had ever experienced in my life felt as warm and inviting as having Brianna’s body pressed against mine.
    “Cam…” she exhaled.
    “Bri…” I replied, my voice soft as my eyes roamed her angelic face from her big brown eyes, to her small button-like nose, and finally settled on her full, pouty lips. I wondered what they tasted like.
    “What are you waiting for?”
    Nervous energy flowed through me in response to her sultry tone. “What do you mean?”
    She titled her head toward me, her mouth just a breath away from my neck. “Kiss me, Cam. I know you want to. Or, at least, I think you want to. Do you want to?” she asked, her face flashing red in embarrassment.
    “Of course. Do you want to, though? I mean, I don’t want you to want to kiss me just because you think I want to kiss you . If you don’t, I’m okay with not kissing you. Well, I’m not okay. It’ll suck to not kiss you when I’ve been thinking about it since freshman year, but you don’t have to kiss me if you don’t want to.”
    She ran her fingers through my disheveled hair and my heartbeat increased dramatically. “I want you to kiss me,” she said, a wide grin on her face. “And I plan on kissing you back.” The most adorable scowl crossed her face. “I’m not so sure there should be this much discussion before a first kiss, Cam. It takes the spontaneity out of it a bit, don’t you think?”
    “Can I get a do-over?” I asked.
    She nodded her head, smiling excitedly. “Help me up and then you can catch me again.”
    “Okay,” I said, raising her body. “I just hope I can still salvage our first kiss.” I winked at her.
    “I have faith that you can, Cameron,” her sweet voice assured me. “Are you ready to catch me?”
    I met her eyes. “I’ll always catch you when you fall.”
    She swooned in a dramatic manner, falling into my arms. My eyes roamed to her lips as she moistened them with her tongue. Lowering my head toward hers, I kept my hand firmly planted on the small of her back, holding her in place. I brushed my lips with hers and she moved against me in perfect synchronicity. Sliding my tongue across her lips, she opened her mouth in response. Our tongues met and I couldn’t remember ever feeling so aroused.
    I ran my hand down the contours of her frame, holding on to her hip and bringing her body closer to mine. I felt her shiver and her breathing increased as my tongue continued to caress hers. Pulling back, I knew I needed to stop before I could no longer hide my need for her.
    “We should probably go join the party, don’t you think?” I asked, looking down into her eyes.
    She nodded and I helped her steady herself. Grabbing her hand in mine, I turned to head to the bonfire, Brianna at my side.
    “Please tell me that I just witnessed the first kiss,” I heard before I saw the blonde hair of my sister running toward us. “Did I?” she asked excitedly.
    I could feel my