CHAPTER 9

JASON'S POV

I stood there a little longer. She was not driving away even though she tried to show that she didn't want anything to do with me. All I could think about that afternoon was the kiss in the Janitor's closet. I had crossed that line knowing that I couldn't come back from it but I didn't regret it. Her lips were sweet and soft, timid and innocent like she hadn't done it before. Kissing her had livened my entire body, every muscle pulsating with an urge to have more of her. I never got hard as easily as I had in that closet with Tess's body, small but mature in all the right places against me.

She was right. I had raging hormones but they weren't leading me to any other person. She was growing to be my weakness so easily. After the kiss, I had remained there longer to cool myself off and I wasn't even sure she had realized what she had done to me. The best worst thing was that she hadn't pushed me away. I had felt her respond to me, her lips parting slightly to let me in. S