Chapter 53: Posessive

Kenny

      Everything in me was fighting against me and urging me to go back in there and take Rory's sweet looking lips in a kiss, but I fought against the urge and shoved it towards the darkest corners of my mind. I had wanted to kiss him really badly, I've wanted to kiss him since the time I coincidentally ran into him in the restaurant, but because he told me he didn't want anything between us and wanted us to be just friends – for reasonable reasons, then I had to respect his decisions.

It didn't matter that it was sometimes clear in his eyes that he wanted me just like I wanted him. I wasn't sure he realized that, but I could read him like a book. He was like an open slate, and If his facial expressions weren't giving him away; then his delectable scent was doing the job for him.