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don’t want my
brother to kill you, I will stop tempting you.”
    “I agree with both suggestions,” he
said. “I like you too.”
    “I’m glad, because I was beginning
to feel like a stalker.”
    “Well, I have the sexiest stalker
in New York.”
    “I really want to sleep with you,
but maybe after the summer when we get to know each other better,” she
breathed. “Hopefully by then we will be making love.”
    He whipped his head around to meet
her gaze. Flames of desire lit her eyes and his heart fluttered at the
expression on her face. He felt the strain claim his groin once more. There was
a definite promise that she would be in his bed, but the timeline was too
extreme. Lisette used the term ‘making love’. He was sure she wasn’t about to
give up on the attraction they felt for each other and he realized that neither
would he. Somehow he would have to fit in dating Dennis’s god-daughter into his
plans.

 
    * * * *

 
    Lisette knew that she had shocked
him. She had a habit of doing that. All through lunch she could see him sneak a
peek at her. His eyes telling everything he felt, even the restraint he had put
on himself. Lisette wasn’t about to let him make her break her promise to
herself. She was going to wait until she found the perfect man, and sitting
across from her, sharing a Happy Meal with her, was the perfect man. She didn’t
need to wait for marriage or worse, for circumstances to separate them, before
they were together. Reno Kanaloa was her man, her
first.
    She stopped the car in front of his
apartment building just outside the school grounds. An air of awkward silence
hung over them that Lisette was desperate to break. They’d had a wonderful
afternoon and now it was dark she knew they were both thinking about a departing
kiss.
    “I heard they started a football
team just for you,” she said.
    “I don’t think that’s true,” he
chuckled. “I think the school just wanted to have a football team again. I’m
sure I had no bearing on that decision.”
    “Cool.” They fell silent again with
only Lisette’s light tapping on the steering wheel piercing the silence. “How
about you kiss me and we can put each other out of our misery.”
    She meant it as a joke. Not
entirely though. She desperately wanted him to kiss her. She just thought putting
their thoughts out there would kill this deafening silence. She watched in
surprise as Reno got out of the car and walked over to her side. He opened her
door and turned her whole body to face him. Holding onto her thighs he pulled
her closer to his body, so that her thighs were cradling his waist.
    Her body begun to hum as his hand
skimmed up her back and cradled the back of her head. Lisette’s eyes didn’t
leave his. She saw his brown pools darken with lust and intent. She was
nervous. A twenty-two year old girl about to get her first real kiss, a taste
of what she would be getting at the end of the summer. His eyes burned with
lust as he brought his face close, the whole time his eyes fixed on hers.
Lisette locked her hands at the back of his neck as her eyes drifted closed.
She waited for it, and when his lips touched hers she grew hungry.
    Lisette tightened the hold she had
on him and pulled him even closer. She could feel his restraint slipping away
as she demanded more from the kiss. She felt his chest heave and his breathing
went silent as his hands hungrily roamed her body in wonder. She locked her
legs around his waist and soon she found herself lifted off the seat and
wrapped around him in desperate need.
    When they finally pulled away their
breathing was quick and short, as if their lungs were desperately trying to
fill themselves with the oxygen that they had missed for those few seconds.
    “I need you to get in your car and
drive away.” Reno whispered in her ear, his voice strained and breathy. “Drive
away—or I swear to God we won’t make it to the end of the summer.”
    “Call me, please,” Lisette said as
he