The Perfect Fix (Perfect Kisses #5) - Miley Maine Page 0,9

heart is actually racing, even more, knowing who I’m dealing with here. There is something about Marc that puts me on edge, and I don’t know if it’s in a good way or bad way. It’s obviously in a bad way because I’m not supposed to be on edge about anyone.

“Thank you, I really appreciate this. I know it’s a pain, but I just have to have my caffeine before I get in to work. I do have a coffee machine in the office, but it’s nowhere near as good as the stuff I have at home.”

“Sure.” I smile, acting as if I know exactly what he’s talking about, but I’ve never had that glamorous job in an office, so I really don’t have a clue. “You can’t beat what’s at home.”

“Marc!” Travis lights up the moment he sees him. He loves our next-door neighbor; he always gets on really well with him. “Come and help me with my homework.”

“Homework?” Marc appears understandably confused. “Shouldn’t you be in school right now rather than studying at home?”

“Travis!” I snap, not wanting to explain this to Marc at all. He’s already trying to get involved in my life and I don’t want to push that even further, especially when things are so complicated and up in the air. It’s embarrassing to admit what we are going through. “Just get back to work, will you? Don’t disturb Marc, he needs to get to work in a moment.”

“No, it’s okay, I can help you, Travis...”

As they walk into the front room together to work, I feel an intense sense of hopelessness overcome me. All I want to do is pull them apart, but I won’t be able to do that without seeming like I am insane. Travis will hate me more than he does already, and Marc will think I’m weird. I have no choice but to hurry up and to get the sugar instantly before this gets harder than it already is.

“Shit.” I can hear them talking, I don’t know what the hell is being said and it makes me nervous. It’s making me shake all over. By the time I do find the damn sugar I will drop it at this rate!

Finally, I put my hands on the sugar and I race into the front room to hand it over. Travis and Marc both look guilty, which of course makes me feel terrible. But all I can do is act like everything is cool and get him out of here.

“So, here is the sugar,” I said through gritted teeth. “Sorry, there isn’t much left in the packet.”

“Thank you,” he says gratefully. “I will replace this later on. You don’t know how much this means to me.”

“Oh, right, thank you.” God, that means I will have to see him again. “See you soon then.”

As soon as I get Marc out of the front door, I turn to Travis and ask him what was said, but my son only tells me that he helped him with his work. He isn’t giving anything away, which either means there is nothing to tell me, or he’s keeping something away from me. If he has said anything about the school, then I will end up in a real state. But I suppose there’s nothing I can do about it now. I just have to hope and pray that nothing comes from it. I prefer if I don’t see Marc again either. Even if I lose out on the sugar...

Marc hands me the sugar back but doesn’t let me take it from him. His hand remains on mine, he strokes my skin gently, sending electrical shocks all the way through my body.

“What’s going on?” I ask him with a tremble. “What’s happening here?”

“You know what’s going on. You and me... it’s been going on for a long time.”

I know this isn’t real, it can’t be, I would have stopped it a long time ago if it was actually happening. This has to be a dream which is why I let him meet me up in his arms and press those gorgeous lips of his to mine. God, he feels good kissing me like that. I’m on fire all over.

The next thing, Marc has my back on the bed, and his thick throbbing bulge is pressed between my legs. He’s massive, and he’s making the butterflies flapping violently in my core even more excitable.

“You want me, don’t you?” he murmurs as he grinds against me. “You act like you