Read Forever Mine for Free Online Page A

was sober. Valerie had told her when he was drunk, he was even worse, and she had a feeling he’d been drinking tonight. She’d been afraid of another confrontation between him and Angel. “He can be a pest sometimes... that’s all.”
     
    Angel put his hands over hers on the fence. “The other day, you said you’d hung out with him. What did that mean?”
     
    Sarah squeezed her eyes shut for a second. Shit. She didn’t want to tell him about that. Why hadn’t she just said yes, when he asked her if Jesse was a friend? She’d hardly expected to be talking to Angel again. And not like this.
     
    “It was a long time ago.” She thought she felt him suck in breath, and he was quiet for a second.
     
    “What was a long time ago?”
     
    She braced herself not knowing how he’d feel about her after she told him. But it was in the past, so what did it matter? She turned around, but he never let go of the fence, so, she was still in his arms, so to speak. His eyes seemed darker somehow. He looked straight at her, waiting.
     
“Nothing really,” she said. “I met him a few summers ago, when I came out to visit my Aunt, and we hung out one night.”
     
“Was he your boyfriend?” Angel eyes were still fixed on hers.
     
She shook her head. “No.”
     
    “You still hang out with him?”
     
“Nope, he’s still asking me out, but I’m not interested.”
     
“Good,” Angel said, “he’s an asshole.”
     
Sarah’s eyebrow’s shot up. “You know him?”
     
    “Yeah.” If distaste was an expression he wore it on his lips unabashed. “We’ve gone to school together since we were kids but I’ve never liked him. He’s always been a whiny little bitch, didn’t think I could like him any less, until now.”
     
    Valerie had always gone on about how intense the Moreno brothers were. She’d told Sarah about how protective they were with their younger sister. Sarah felt his protectiveness earlier when he refused to leave her side at the party, but this was different. She could feel something, an intensity she’d never felt before from anyone. It made her a little nervous, made her stomach tighten up, but in a weird way, she liked it.
     
“I’m assuming then, since you’re here with me, you don’t have a boyfriend?”
     
Her heart at her throat, she shook her head slowly. “No, I don’t.”
     
She was dreaming? She had to be. Did he really just ask her if she had a boyfriend? Did Angel honestly care?
     
    He dropped his hands from the fence, and placed them around her waist. With her heart pounding against her chest now, she gulped, wondering if he could hear it.
     
    “Can I kiss you?” He whispered.
     
    She nodded, unable to speak. Then his lips were on hers. They were soft and warm. He explored her mouth slowly, softly. He tightened his hug around her waist with one arm, and brought the other one up to her face. With a silky-smooth caress to her face, his hand started around and down her neck, pulling her closer to him.
     
    His body was big and strong against hers His tongue moved faster and he pressed against her, suckling her lips and tongue. She’d been kissed before, but never like this, never with so much passion.
     
    It was too much. His hardness pressed against her thigh, and she panicked. She pulled away and heard him groan, burying his face in her hair.
     
    Caressing his back one last time, she could still feel his heavy breathing as she pulled away gently. She looked up just as he was opening his eyes.
     
    “Can we go sit? My feet are hurting.”
     
    He took a couple of deep breathes before answering. “Sure,” he glanced down at her shoes, “I forgot…. they’re nice. I like ‘em.”
     
    They walked over to a stone bench that was part of a huge rock planter with a palm tree in the middle. She sat down and he motioned for her to move further back. She did, and he sat next to her and turned her around so she was facing him.
     
    “Lean back.” He picked up her legs