Rev Girl by Leigh Hutton Read Free Book Online

down to the foyer of the cinema, which was packed. There were lines four and five deep for each ticket kiosk and the food stands. The games arcade was flooded, a carnival of sound spilling out into the cavernous foyer.
    Dallas’s arms fell around her neck, his hands resting against her bra. She could feel his heart beat, making her warm, hot now.
    â€˜I would have liked to take you to my place,’ Dallas said. ‘I bet Dad would say that you’re the right kind of girl for me to bring home.’
    He must have felt her surprise, and his face flushed, just a fraction. Is this Dallas Cash embarrassed? She’d never seen anything so adorable.
    Dallas was quick to recover, like a pro at hiding his true feelings, and intentions. ‘Yeah, Dad brought home Thor the other day, he loves that freakin’ movie so much, it’s hilarious.’
    Clover was very aware of his hands. So close to her nipples.
    â€˜That woulda been cool,’ she said. ‘I love that movie. Chris Hemsworth’s a … a really good actor.’
    Dallas’s body moved back from hers, just a fraction. ‘What, you got a thing for Aussies, Miss Kassedy?’
    â€˜Um, well.’ Be yourself, remember. ‘Their accent’s pretty cool.’
    â€˜Oh.’ His tone was even frostier than disappointed.
    She spun around and looked at him from beneath her dark eyelashes. ‘But it’s not as cool as yours, though Col-lo-RAD-ian.’ She slid her hands up his chest. ‘And nothing beats a good set of pecs.’ She smiled cheekily, and, realising the escalator was about to disappear into the floor, jumped down to avoid tripping over the last step. She landed, sure-footed, on the metal platform at the bottom.
    Dallas grabbed her hands and as soon as they were away from the crowds, pulled her around a corner, and lifted her arms up around his neck. ‘Where were we?’ he said, running his eyes down her body.
    Clover’s head was as light as a balloon, she was so happy. The stubble of his cheek was so near to her lips.
    Dallas slipped his hands up the back of her leather jacket and pulled her against his chest.
    Their lips met, lightly at first, an exploration.
    He tightened his grip on her lower back, and then kissed her again.
    Her fingers crept up the back of his neck, grabbing at his hair involuntarily.
    He pulled away to kiss her cheek, and ran a finger gently down her earlobe, then whispered, ‘You’re in big trouble, Miss Kassedy.’
    She willed her heart to stop racing, her pulse to slow enough to choke out some form of cool retort, instead settling for a broad, soporific smile. She had never imagined that kissing a guy could feel like that .
    He lowered his head and turned as if to kiss her neck. ‘Wouldn’t you like to know why you’re in trouble?’
    â€˜Uh-huh.’
    â€˜You’re in trouble, girl, because I know that you think you want to be good.’ He kissed her on the nape of her neck. Her body responded in spite of herself, and he took this as an answer in itself. ‘But I know for a fact that you want to be bad.’
    â€˜We’ll just see about that.’ Clover grinned as she swiped his car keys from his pocket and flipped out of his arms. ‘I’ll drive, thanks!’
    â˜…
    Clover and Dallas were kissing feverishly as they fell through the wide front door of the Kassedy’s house, oblivious to the blast of freezing night air accompanying them as they crashed into the wall opposite the front door.
    Dallas’s fingers found their way up under Clover’s jacket and shirt and traced a few rings around her belly button, before heading beneath the buckle of her belt, and pausing just above the top line of her thong. His cool fingers were soothing against her burning skin, but the chill was enough to get her attention. She summoned the last few drops of moral decency to dislodge Dallas’s hands and push him hard