Classic (Adrenaline Book 1) by Xavier Neal Page A

illegal in this country.” He gives a small shrug. “And more importantly stalking the Police Commissioner's daughter is probably one of the most insane things you could do.” Stopping right in front of him I further scold, “If my father were to catch you, jail wouldn't even appear as an option on the list of what was going to happen to you. What the hell were you thinking?”
     
    “This.” Merrick's mouth captures mine before I can object.
     
    I totally wouldn't have. Kissing him is so intoxicating, I am finally starting to get what people mean about being drunk in love or love stoned. Whatever it is people say.
     
    While pushing my tongue against his, my body drops it's defensive stance, and leans into him. His hand, much like the previous kiss, wraps around the back of my neck. With me in the perfect position for the kiss, which originally seemed to have a simple longing vibe to it, floors its way towards insatiable levels as our tongues seem to be in a competition of desperation. Knowing I should stop before we get caught, I place a hand on his chest to push him back. Instead of accepting my intent, his fingers wrap around my hand, cradling it in such a romantic gesture I whimper sweetly into the deepening kiss.
     
    Huh? What's that? Right. Neighbors. Oh God...neighbors!
     
    Finally pulling my lips from his I whisper, “That...that was a good thought.”
     
    “I thought so.” He smiles huge. “Can we continue on with it?”
     
    “No.” I giggle. “Is that the whole reason you came over?”
     
    “It's the main reason,” he says, our hands now dangling, but still linked. “But I was thinking about your art project.”
     
    “Thinking about my homework...sexy.”
     
    Merrick laughs sweetly.
     
    Is it weird to just wanna hear that again and again?
     
    “I was thinking I could help you out.” Intrigued I raise my eyebrows to let him know I'm listening. “You remember the painting I showed you?” After receiving my nod he continues, “It's one of many.”
     
    “You just go around tagging the city?”
     
    “I prefer enhancing the city.” The choice of correction has me smirking against my will. “All around. All different types of neighborhoods. I could show you them, you could take some photos, and do the project based on them.”
     
    It's a really fucking good idea, but you've met him right? There's gotta be some sort of deal in motion.
     
    “Why does the catch to this whole thing feel like it might involve you trying to get me naked?”
     
    “That's not an option?” The playful response is accompanied with another laugh. “The catch is...you let me paint you after you see the others.”
     
    “Like put me into my own project?”
     
    “Yeah. I think it would add a unique element to your final piece and more importantly, I think the city could use a little more beauty like you in it.”
     
    His romantic words cause a small swoon out of me.
     
    Fuck you. That was a good line!
     
    “With my clothes on?”
     
    Merrick chuckles, “If you must have clothes on...”
     
    His calf receives a gentle kick. “And somewhere my father is less likely to see it.”
     
    “I have the perfect location.” Before I can find another reason to argue he interrupts, “Is that a yes? Did I turn that no into a yes?”
     
    “It's not a date,” my squeaky contesting just makes him smile more.
     
    Ugh. That's gonna get old. Okay. Maybe not. But whatever.
     
    “Close enough to call it. I'll pick you up tomorrow?”
     
    “No.” I reply sharply. “And definitely no more drop-bys without warning. I wasn't kidding about my dad.”
     
    “I'm a risk taker.”
     
    “I'd rather you be alive so you can keep taking risks,” I mumble. “You can pick me up after I get out of class on Friday.”
     
    “Friday?” A look of disbelief flies on his face. “That's four days from now.”
     
    “At least you can count.”
     
    He rolls his eyes. “Why do I have to wait four days?”
     
    “One,