Sneak peek of my novel!

As you probably know, I'm working on a novel right now. And I'm currently on chapter 7. So, I decided to give you a little sneak peek. This isn't the beginning f the story, so it might not make sense.

“Hey, I have something to show you. Let’s get to London Eye,” he glanced at his watch.

I wondered what that would be. But, somehow, I was so sure that it will not be disappointing. I could see it in his amazing blue eyes. It felt like he spoke to me with it. He was ‘saying’ something like, “I know you’ll love it,”

And I was right. It was very far from disappointing; I loved it. That was actually the best thing any guy has done for me. He took me to see the sunset. The beautiful color schemes of purple, pink, orange and red muted me. No guy has ever done this for me.

“Clark. This is… beautiful,” I said, finally after forgetting how to speak for a short minute.

He was staring far at the view. “Yeah, you are.” He turned to look at me.

“Not with this view in comparison,” I denied, glancing at the skyline.

“I’m not comparing you with anyone or anything,” he looked down. “You’re incomparable to me.” he whispered in a cocksure tone of voice.

“Really?” my voice started to crack. A single tear rolled down my cheek.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked.

“No one’s ever said that to me. I really appreciate that,” I sighed.

He circled his arms around my waist. “No problem,”

* * *

We went for a little stroll on the neighborhood. It was after a big rain. I love everything about it. I love the smell of wet ground, I love seeing the glowing pavements, I love the sound of the soft water splash of every footstep I made, I love the cold breeze that blew off the leafs on the tree and made soft wheezing sound… And do you know what I love most? Clark and I were holding hands. Life was so good and easy at the moment. It was like everything seemed to fallen in place… perfect.

We got at my building’s front porch. It’s time to say ‘good night and good bye’, I guess. “I had a great time. Thanks for showing me around, Clark,”

“No problem,” he rubbed his thumbs on the back of my hand.

My heart started pounding. I knew what was going to happen next.

He pulled me in and pressed his lips onto mine. That should’ve been nervous for some people, but it had made me a little braver. My heart wasn’t going to pop; it was going to chill.

He kissed me so adoringly; no guy had ever kissed me that way. I kept saying no guy’s ever done this like Clark did… that’s just the truth. With them… everything was just a lie. He was different than the other guys I went out with. There was something about his eyes that none of those guys have…

I pulled myself back to end it, even though I know I didn’t want to. “I’ll see you at school?” I promised.

“Sure. I’ll see you at school,” he nodded. Then he turned his back and walked away.

I sighed. “I wish that would never end…” I muttered to myself. Weird, but I really did mean it. If I could turn back time, I would repeat that moment. Not because of the kiss. Well, I liked it, but not that. When he pulled me in, everything just felt so right. When we touched, there was some kind of vibe that I had never felt before. Not with anyone. No one but Clark. What is this feeling?


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