(Beckett)
One word. That was all it took to snap me back to reality. No, not a word. It was a name.
A name that made pure f*****g rage boil inside of me as I stared down at Elodie angrily. I could feel my chest heaving as I watched her big green eyes sparkle beneath the moonlight.
Her pink lips were glistening and I swear she tasted like cherries.
I don't know what the f**k happened exactly, but I'm just going to chalk it up to me being a damn good teacher.
"Try again Elodie." I said once more, watching as those swollen lips parted, making me fight every urge I had to claim them once again.
I know we are doing this so she can learn to kiss. But there is no way in hell I'm letting her say that prick's name while I have her in my grasp.
I don't know what this feeling was. But I f
