The Truth About James (Y.A Series Book 2) by Sarah Tork Read Free Book Online Page B

weeks.” I accused, shaking my head.
    “I told you I had to get a new phone.” He explained.
    “Then why didn’t you come back to the club and get my phone number. You knew I still worked at the lemonade stand.” I pressed, still unconvinced.
    “I didn’t want to look like a pansy coming to you begging for your number again.” He explained, as if it pained him to.
    “And now?” I pressed, gulping.
    “Now what?” He repeated, confused.
    “What are we now? What are we doing in here, alone?” I asked, apprehensively.
    “Go out with me tomorrow.” He pushed again.
    “Why? What do you want from me James?” I asked him, not knowing what to believe anymore.
    He caressed the side of my face. “For you to say yes.”
    “What about Donna?” I breathed.
    “I’m not interested in her.” He answered firmly.
    “Really?” I gulped, wide eyed.
    “Really.” He answered, softly. His fingers began caressing my jaw line, making me feel a hundred different exhilarating emotions, all at once.
    “Okay.” I gave in meekly.
    He rested his forehead against mine and closed his eyes. “Okay?”
    “Yeah, okay.” I answered, closing my eyes too.
    James breathed a sigh of relief. “Damn….fireball! Finally, gave a guy a break!”
    I smiled. “I wasn’t going to make it easier for you.”
    “Oh yeah?” He chuckled.
    “Yeah,” I giggled drunkenly. “How else were you going to learn how to not act like an asshole?”
    “Don’t talk like that to me, it turns me on.” He smirked, leaning in to kiss my cheek.
    “Shut up.” I muttered, becoming dizzy as his warm lips pressed against my cheek. He quickly leaned back, smiling from ear to ear. Then he grabbed my hand and brought it up to his lips. He kissed my palm, letting his lips linger a little longer than usual, making my stomach feel like the Sea World Aquarium. Things were swimming down there, wildly and passionately.
    I was weak, I know.
    He was just so cute, I couldn’t help it.
    James lowered my arm. “Come here.” He ordered smoothly, grabbing my elbow and pulling me into his chest. As his arms encircled my waist, pulling me close to his body, my head rested against his firm chest as if it was the most natural thing to do.
    I had no problems with doing that. My nose rubbed against his shirt, taking in his cologne and body wash greedily.
    He smelled so good….damn good.
    “Are you smelling me?” James asked, clearly amused. Then he sighed, sounding content and began chuckling. “You love smelling a God, don’t you? I don’t blame you!”
    “Shut up.” I giggled against him, kicking his leg playfully.
    “You look so good tonight though,” James murmured into my hair. “Real good baby.”
    “Shut up.” I murmured burying myself deeper into him, embarrassed at his compliment. He tilted my head back and stared deep into my eyes for a second before they lowered to my lips. I knew what was going to come next.
    The kissing.
    But as I stared at his beautiful plump lips, I remembered that they were plastered on Donna’s not too long ago.
    “I’m sorry.” I let go and pulled back before he could kiss me. “I’m drunk right now,”
    “Alright.” James sighed, looking away, clearly frustrated that I didn’t allow things to progress the way they normally would have.
    I was about to have her sloppy seconds. Didn’t he get that? I should tell him that, so he’d know I didn’t like sharing.
    “I’m not going to kiss you.” I smirked and his eyes widened.
    His jaw dropped. “Ever?”
    I stifled a smile, trying to be serious. “No, but my lips are not going to touch yours, not when you’ve got some other girl’s lips still on you. If you ever want to kiss me again, your lips better be clean.”
    James pretended to think for second before smiling sneakily. “What about my grandma?”
    I narrowed my eyes at him. “What about your grandma?” I asked, confused.
    “Well she likes to kiss my entire face, does she count too?” He