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Chapter Nineteen

I looked at him, unable to speak. 'What am I supposed to do? Michelle, get a grip and don't let your heart take over.' I could tell he was waiting for an answer. "Justin, you're just getting carried away. You haven't seen me in years. How do you know that you love me?"

         He let out a deep sigh and rolled his eyes. "Michelle, I just know. My heart has never led me wrong before. And it's screaming for me to kiss you right now." He starred at me in silence. "If you don't want me, then you'll stop me."

         And with that he slid his hand around the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him. I was unable to move as he brought his lips to mine. They were perfect, absolutely amazing. 'How am I supposed to stop this when I want it so bad?'

         At first he was gentle, unsure of how I was going to respond. But as I opened my mouth, letting his tongue tangle with mine, he lost control. he picked me up, carrying me to his bedroom, and never losing the motion of his lips. He gently laid me down on his bed, and climbed on top of me.

         And as I pushed my tongue against his, I could feel his hands start exploring me. He rubbed down my neck and arm, propping himself up with his other arm. He slowly moved down my side until he reached the bottom of my tank top. I sighed as I felt his smooth hand touch my skin. 'Wait, this can't happen!'

         That's when I realized what was happening. I closed my mouth, pushing Justin back. "J, stop."

         He sat back, breathing hard. "What? What's wrong Michelle?"

         That's when I heard my cell phone ringing. 'Saved by the bell!' I looked into his hurt eyes, feeling guilty. "Nothing, My cell phone is ringing, and it could be Kayla." He moved back as I jumped off the bed.

         He followed me into my room, through the adjoining door. "Michelle, wouldn't she call my house?"

         I shrugged my shoulders as I looked at the caller ID. 'Blocked?' I held my finger up to Justin, who was now standing behind my, kissing my neck. I finally hit the answer key, "Hello?"

         That's when I heard his voice. "Having fun, BITCH!?"

         I rolled my eyes, turning around so Justin could see my face. "What do you want, Blake?"

         Justin laughed, "Are you kidding me?"

         I shook my head no, covering the mouth piece. "Michelle, I'm talking to you! Tell that asshole home-wrecker to shut the hell up!"

         "Blake, shut up. Justin didn't wreck anything. We didn't have a home to wreck! Now! What do you want?"

         I instantly could hear the change in his voice as he sighed. "Chelle. I'm sorry for yelling. Please don't be mad. I'm calling because I miss you. I want you to come home. I want to try and work this out, for Kayla."

         I looked up at Justin's pleading eyes. 'You've got to be kidding me! What am I gonna do now?' I pleaded with Justin, covering the mouth piece. "Justin, please give me a minute." He never said a word, he just turned around and walked away.

         "Blake, we already tried to work things out, twice. Don't you remember? You keep going to Misty. Blake, I'm tired of being second best."

         The other line was silent for a minute, then he spoke. "I know I've messed up Michelle. But I want to change. I got rid of Misty. I told her that I wanted to be with you and Kayla. Chelle, please come home."

         I talked to him for a minute more before I hung up. 'What now?' I walked back to Justin's room. I could see the hurt on his face.