One Heart Less
Chapter 13
Emma's POV
“I had a really nice time tonight.” I said as Luke walked me up to my door step.
“Me too.” He smiled then locked eyes with me.
I couldn’t pull my eyes away from his. It was just the way his light blue eyes bore into mine. They sparkled whenever he moved. I was almost mesmerized.
“I um…” I trailed off not really knowing what to say. “I’ll see you soon then?”
Luke nodded and took a step toward me. His fingers linked through mine. He started to pull me towards him.
Suddenly the door to my house opened. Dylan was leaning against the door frame, staring at the two of us with narrowed eyes. I rolled my eyes.
“I have to go…” My smile faded and I pulled my hand away.
I turned and started heading up the steps.
“Hey, Emma?” Luke said from behind me. I felt him grasp my wrist gently and spin me around.
Before I knew what was happening  his lips were on mine. It was a soft kiss, but there was so much more to it than just a kiss.
The moment our lips met my heart jolted forward. Tiny sparks of electricity erupted up and down my spine.
It was almost scary how intense the feeling was.
When he pulled away he kissed me lightly on the forehead.
"Good night." He whispered then left.
I was breathless.
Speechles.
“Come on Em.” Dylan took my arm and started pulling me through the door of my house.
I let him pull me without giving much resistance. But I didn’t go willingly either.
How could such a simple kiss make me feel so much?
“Emma.” Dylan said through gritted teeth.
“Hmm?” I asked, still not paying attention.
“Come on.”
I followed Dylan into the house and collapsed onto the sofa.
“You better get to bed.” He said and turned off some of the downstairs lights.
“Bed… what? Why?” I asked finally realizing what was going on.
“Mom wants to go for breakfast tomorrow.” Dylan shrugged.
“We never go for breakfast. What the occasion?”
“I guess we’ll find out tomorrow.” He replied matter-of-factly. I rolled my eyes and trudged up to my bedroom.
After brushing my teeth I plopped down on my bed nestled deep under my covers.
As most people know, the two places where the most opportune thinking occurs is in the shower and in my case, right before I go to sleep.
In my mind I played back the evening I had just had.
I remembered the kiss.
I have kissed boys before. But none of them ever made me feel like this.
What I couldn't help but wonder was what made this boy so special…
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