The Improbable Theory Of Ana And Zak (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
Son of a gun, Ana Watson is letting me kiss her. Oh, hell, she’s kissing me back. We’re kissing. It’s so warm and soft and beautiful. I never want it to end. Speaking of which . . . I pull away before things become too awkward. I have to take this slow, I can’t risk coming on too strong. Not with Ana. I can’t risk scaring her off. She bites her lower lip and ducks her head, while still looking up at me shyly. She’s utterly cute. I wish I could tell her that. I wish I could tell her that I think she’s amazing. I wish I could run my fingers through that forest of frizzy dark hair. I wish I could kiss her again. Instead, I lay my head next to hers and we stand there, not dancing, holding each other. To think, I almost spent the evening playing cards. Should I say something? Savor the moment? Tell Ana we need to keep looking for her Clayton? Tell Ana that I feel . . . what? Someone’s phone rings. Ana pulls away from me with an apologetic smile, which collapses when she sees who the text is from.
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