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pit of my stomach. Was Kevin joking? Maybe he was trying to impress me.
As we stopped for a red light, he reached over and put his arm around me. His breath was warm on my cheek. âI want to kiss you,â he said.
Chapter Five
A car horn sounded behind us. Kevin stiffened. He muttered something under his breath and floored the accelerator.
âSome people have no patience," he complained.
I felt relieved. He was coming on a little too strong for me. I offered to give him directions, but Kevin claimed he remembered how to get over to Crawfords Beach. He had to concentrate though, so that saved me from worrying about what to talk about until we pulled up in front of my house. Then Kevin relaxed, his right arm encircling my shoulders.
He was so close that I could feel his breath on my cheek. I inched toward the door.
"I know you haven't lived very long in Wilson Township," I said nervously. "Where do you come from?"
"Manhattan." If he thought my babbling strange, he didn't let on.
"New York City?" I asked, edging away still further.
"Yep," he said curtly.
"It must be quite a change for you."
"You could say that. Caron and I were really surprised when Sheila decided to buy a townhouse out in the boonies."
"Sheila?"
"My mother prefers to be called by her first name. It seems to make her feel younger."
"I guess you don't think much of living out here or you wouldn't call it the boonies."
"Don't get me wrong. Green Valley Estates is a nice enough place, but it's not like living in the city."
"The city's different?"
"Way different. It's alive day and night. Thereâs always something happening in the city. Itâs exciting, not like here." His dark eyes glowed as if I had fanned a flame in them.
"But it's dangerous there, isnât it?"
"I told you before, I enjoy danger. I never feel really alive unless I'm living on the edge. Besides, better danger than boredom."
"Sounds like just a lot of talk to me. In our town, you can leave your door open and not worry about intruders."
He moved toward me. I was uneasy, yet I still wanted to be with him, talk to him. If nothing else, I was curious.
âYeah? How safe do you feel now?â He pulled me close to him, holding me tight.
"So what do you think of Wilson High so far?" My voice came out high-pitched, like the meow of a nervous cat.
"I've been kicked out of better places."
"Then why are you here?"
"For spite, at least, that's the way I look at it. Dad is punishing me for getting into trouble in prep school. He wants me to find out how the other half lives. Of course, he did stave off his conscience by letting me buy me another car after I wrecked the one he bought me for my seventeenth birthday."
"I just can't imagine anyone destroying a car like this and then getting another."
"There was insurance. Besides, the only time my father is ever aware of me is when I get into trouble. We hardly hear from him now that he's remarried." There was a bitter edge to his voice.
"I gather you don't like your father very much."
"You gather right. There was a time when I worshipped him, but what he did to Sheila, what he did to us, it's unforgivable. He can buy Caron's affections but not mine! By the way, the only reason Sheila decided to move out here was because she couldn't afford to maintain our apartment in the city anymore, not on what he was giving her. He wouldn't pay for Caron's school anymore, just mine because he sees me as his heir apparent. Well, I don't want that and I donât need it."
"I don't like my father very much either."
"You don't?" He seemed genuinely surprised.
"My dad's not like yours I'm sure. And heâs really not my dad. Mom wants me to call him that, but heâs my stepfather. He doesn't like me very much either."
"I can't believe that."
"It's true. He's always criticizing me, always thinks the worst."
"Then he's a jerk. I think you're terrific."
I looked into his face and was amazed by what I saw there. Kevin
As we stopped for a red light, he reached over and put his arm around me. His breath was warm on my cheek. âI want to kiss you,â he said.
Chapter Five
A car horn sounded behind us. Kevin stiffened. He muttered something under his breath and floored the accelerator.
âSome people have no patience," he complained.
I felt relieved. He was coming on a little too strong for me. I offered to give him directions, but Kevin claimed he remembered how to get over to Crawfords Beach. He had to concentrate though, so that saved me from worrying about what to talk about until we pulled up in front of my house. Then Kevin relaxed, his right arm encircling my shoulders.
He was so close that I could feel his breath on my cheek. I inched toward the door.
"I know you haven't lived very long in Wilson Township," I said nervously. "Where do you come from?"
"Manhattan." If he thought my babbling strange, he didn't let on.
"New York City?" I asked, edging away still further.
"Yep," he said curtly.
"It must be quite a change for you."
"You could say that. Caron and I were really surprised when Sheila decided to buy a townhouse out in the boonies."
"Sheila?"
"My mother prefers to be called by her first name. It seems to make her feel younger."
"I guess you don't think much of living out here or you wouldn't call it the boonies."
"Don't get me wrong. Green Valley Estates is a nice enough place, but it's not like living in the city."
"The city's different?"
"Way different. It's alive day and night. Thereâs always something happening in the city. Itâs exciting, not like here." His dark eyes glowed as if I had fanned a flame in them.
"But it's dangerous there, isnât it?"
"I told you before, I enjoy danger. I never feel really alive unless I'm living on the edge. Besides, better danger than boredom."
"Sounds like just a lot of talk to me. In our town, you can leave your door open and not worry about intruders."
He moved toward me. I was uneasy, yet I still wanted to be with him, talk to him. If nothing else, I was curious.
âYeah? How safe do you feel now?â He pulled me close to him, holding me tight.
"So what do you think of Wilson High so far?" My voice came out high-pitched, like the meow of a nervous cat.
"I've been kicked out of better places."
"Then why are you here?"
"For spite, at least, that's the way I look at it. Dad is punishing me for getting into trouble in prep school. He wants me to find out how the other half lives. Of course, he did stave off his conscience by letting me buy me another car after I wrecked the one he bought me for my seventeenth birthday."
"I just can't imagine anyone destroying a car like this and then getting another."
"There was insurance. Besides, the only time my father is ever aware of me is when I get into trouble. We hardly hear from him now that he's remarried." There was a bitter edge to his voice.
"I gather you don't like your father very much."
"You gather right. There was a time when I worshipped him, but what he did to Sheila, what he did to us, it's unforgivable. He can buy Caron's affections but not mine! By the way, the only reason Sheila decided to move out here was because she couldn't afford to maintain our apartment in the city anymore, not on what he was giving her. He wouldn't pay for Caron's school anymore, just mine because he sees me as his heir apparent. Well, I don't want that and I donât need it."
"I don't like my father very much either."
"You don't?" He seemed genuinely surprised.
"My dad's not like yours I'm sure. And heâs really not my dad. Mom wants me to call him that, but heâs my stepfather. He doesn't like me very much either."
"I can't believe that."
"It's true. He's always criticizing me, always thinks the worst."
"Then he's a jerk. I think you're terrific."
I looked into his face and was amazed by what I saw there. Kevin
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