Disclaimer, etc. in prologue.
Chapter 4
Kitty was glad that she only had Computer Science and Honors English for her last two classes. She'd never paid much attention in either class, but today she was even less attentive. She was too busy thinking about Lance, too busy replaying those kisses in her head.
Kitty had never been kissed like that before in her entire life. Oh, she'd been kissed before. Just never with tongues and intensity and heat.
God, the heat! She could feel her cheeks starting to burn at the memory as an increasingly familiar fluttering began low in her stomach.
At the time, she could have sworn she could feel herself burning up from the inside out. And she hadn't wanted it to end. He'd made her feel…Kitty couldn't think of how to describe it. She'd been giddy, excited, eager, and—Her thoughts came to a screeching halt, but she forced herself to finish her train of thought.
She'd been…turned on. She'd actually wanted Lance, in a…sexual way.
Kitty buried her head in her textbook so no one would notice how red her face had gotten. It was all she could do to keep the nervous giggles building up inside from getting out.
As she squirmed in her seat and only half-listened to the teacher drone on about the symbolism of Dante's Inferno, Kitty realized a few things. The first being that she had made an excellent choice in picking Lance to be her tutor in her turn to the 'dark side'.
The second thing she realized was that she had a pretty good idea of just what exactly Lance wanted in exchange for his lessons. (She knew she was naïve, but she was far from stupid.)
And last, and most surprising to Kitty, she realized that she didn't mind in the least. In fact, she was pretty sure—no, she was certain—she was looking forward to it.
End Chapter 4.