Exclusive Excerpt from Sound of Silence
by Mia Kerick and Raine O’Tierney
His BMW is idling by our curb, and I really should get my ass out of his car. The longer I wait, the more awkward it gets. But I don’t want to leave—I really don’t. I had the best time today. It may have been the best time of my life.
I shouldn’t tell him that. Instead I place the notebook back on my knee and scribble. <Did I thrill you today?> I’’m trying to be playful, but when I look up, Seven is studying me in the hazy evening. He says so much with his eyes, I wonder if he knows? Without actually moving, he pushes back my hair, fingering the buzzed side. He touches my cheek, running his fingers down the side of my face, up under my chin. He leans forward and kisses me. All of this he does with his eyes only. I lick my lips and his gaze unabashedly follows the movement of my tongue.
“There are ways you could thrill me more,” Seven says, and I die.
I’m dead now. Dead, gone, buried because I don’t know exactly what he means, but I know enough to know that we’re going to kiss for real, and goddamn I’m ready.
I lean forward at the same moment he leans forward and we share a barely there whisper of a kiss.
Okay, yes. That happened.
I just kissed Seven Moreau-Maddox. In his BMW. In front of my house.
Holy shitballs, that just happened.
“You’re blushing.” Is he surprised? This is my first kiss—who doesn’t blush at their first kiss? Maybe Seven didn’t. That makes me blush even more. “It’s a nice shade of pink, though. Reminds me of the spring cherry blossoms in Paris.”