Kiss and Cry by Ramona Lipson Read Free Book Online Page B

all the time made me feel like I was suffocating. The odd time, I just liked letting my skin breath and this was one of those times, needless to say I was very careful not to pull a Sierra.
    I heard the growl of the mustang before it caught my eye, behind it was a silver Honda Civic.
    Adam the sole occupant of his car, got out and hit the key fob so the doors locked automatically and the alarm engaged. He wore a baseball cap with a black hoodie overtop. His low riding jeans that usually exposed his six pack was hidden by the length of the hoodie depriving me of a picturesque visual. His six o’clock shadow gave him a rough, edgy, bad boy look. I was all over that.
    Carter and Jeremy got out of the other car and followed him in. I was taken by Adam’s look, barely noticing the other two, “They’re here!” I said excitedly.
    The line magically disappeared and Adam walked straight to the counter and motioned subtly with his finger, for me to join him. I jumped from my chair and scurried to his side, “Do you want anything?” he asked in a gravelly voice quietly in my ear.
    The five-foot nothing girl with the Lennon glasses, short hair, and tall attitude was impatiently waiting for our order, “Can I help you?”
    I looked into Adam’s hooded eyes, “I just want you,” I flirted. Adam aware that the bitch with attitude was waiting, gingerly covered my lips with his own in a greeting that gave steamy a whole new definition. He didn’t give a damn who was looking or waiting. He was taking his time with me, and it was so hot.
    He finished his kiss and pulled away only slightly, “No, seriously, do you want anything?”
    “Chai Latte,” I answered quietly to him.
    He turned to the girl, “A tall Caramel Machiatto and a Chai Latte.”
    She took her marker and started writing on our cups, “Name?” she snapped.
    “Dalia,” I spoke up, noticing his instant dislike for her.
    He paid her for the drinks and left me to wait for them while he greeted the girls and took a seat at the table. He clearly wanted me to serve him. I was all about playing his game, so I grabbed the drinks placing lids and sleeves on both and placed them before him sub-servant like, “Here you go sir.”
    I was about to take my vacant chair when he silently patted his knee motioning for me to sit on his lap. I did what I was beckoned to do and he started kissing me wildly in front of Tara and Sierra like they weren’t there. He was making a point of claiming me in front of my closest friends with his demanding kisses pulling the nape of my neck closer to him, as he kissed me harder. He obviously wasn't concerned about the scene we were making.
    “Oh Please!” Tara giggled, “Get a room!” He released his firm hold on me so I could catch my breath.
    Carter and Jeremy joined the table, “Save it for the movie theatre,” Carter suggested.
    “What movie are we going to see?” Sierra asked Carter.
    “Whatever his heinous wants,” Carter said looking pointedly at Adam.
    Adam looked at me, “What movie do you want to see?”
    “Fifty Shades,” I voted quickly. I wanted to see it since it came out but I never had the time. Now, I finally have the time.
    “If my lady want’s Fifty, then that’s what she’s going to get.” I knew Adam’s comment had a double entendre.
    “Do we have to see a chick flick?” whined Jeremy.
    “You might learn something,” Carter mocked.
    “Don’t worry, I know an old theatre in Oakville where we won’t be seen. Hasn’t been updated since the eighties,” Adam reassured.
    We didn’t wait to finish our drinks before starting to drive over to the theatre. Adam and I drove in the Mustang, everyone else took the Honda. He started the car and fidgeted with his dvd player until the song of his choice came on, “Do It To Me,” by David Usher. There was absolutely no mistaking the sexual innuendo of the song, “You look beautiful tonight,” he said in a deep voice.
    I blushed listening to the song and