Because it's also cute and follows the same scene...

You can have just one more. But then that's it! I swear it this time.

Thanks already to jueka1 for commenting last chapter.

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As Flynn's mouth left mine, his face was still consumed with a lust-full hunger.

Bending down, his arm came around my legs while his other gripped my back. In one quick maneuver, he swept me up into his arms, carrying me over to my bed. Once seated on my mattress, he lowered me onto his lap. And again, we lunged at each other.

Mouths right back where they left off, tongues immediately demanding entry, his hands roaming, but still staying in mostly PG-boundaries...

Except when I moved to straddle his hips and his hands ducked down, gripping my butt to help me into place.

I pulled away for air, but Flynn wasn't done with me. He was desperate. Ravenous. Like he had been waiting for this moment since the cubby and would potentially die if he didn't get to keep kissing me.

Flipping me onto my back, his lips began trailing down my neck, one hand gently weaving through my hair, the other dipping up under my shirt, caressing the small of my back.

"So," I breathed as he kissed behind the hollow of my ear, sending shivers all over my body, "I guess this means you like me too."

He froze.

My heart thudded in my chest at his reaction, wondering if somehow, despite everything, I still had it all wrong.

But then he pulled back to look into my eyes, an incredulous gleam clouding his gaze. Brows all the way up in shock, the familiar Flynn grin pulled at his mouth as he breathed a low, rumbly, "Duh."

He began to lean in to kiss my mouth again, but my hand shot out between us, blocking his lips from meeting mine.

"What's wrong?" he mumbled as he leaned back, resting on his elbows as his long body gently pressed against the length of mine, legs tangling with mine down the end of the bed. Concern clouded his gaze for a moment.

"You made me say it. I want you to say it," I mumbled, averting my eyes slightly, unable to withstand the intensity of his stare.

"You don't think I've shown you that?" he countered, trying to stay serious, though his eyes sparked with that familiar humour, corners of his lips turning upwards ever so slightly.

"Perhaps, but—"

Though he didn't let me finish.

His mouth crashed back against mine in a slow, deep, passionate kiss.

At once, I forgot about my mission to gain a confession as his lips slowly dragged across mine.

But just as I began to forget where I was and who I was, only concerned with how much closer I could bring him to me, he pulled back again, resting his forehead against mine. Eyes sparkling, breathing almost as ragged at mine, he whispered, "I like you, Callie. So damn much."

Overwhelmed by the intensity of his kiss, heart fluttering at the current proximity of his face to mine, and honestly breathless thanks to his confession and the makeout session, I whispered back, "Oh... very good."

"Very good?"

"Yes... Very."

Flynn snorted and rolled off me onto his back. "Sometimes, Callie, you really know how to kill a moment."

Feeling the heat overcoming my face as my words finally processed in my head, I reached for the pillow behind me and plopped it on top of my head.

Yet as much as I wanted to hide, Flynn wasn't having it.

He tugged at the pillow almost immediately, though I gripped on.

Though I was no match for him.

With little back and forth, he managed to yank it away, his face now hovering close to mine, causing my heart to take off.

"There's my beautiful girl," he breathed, eyes swirling with adoration, corners of his lips turning up.

And the hold of his gaze, his hand slowly coming up with fingers stroking my face, I almost quite literally melted into my bed.

The truth was, I thought I had crushed on someone before.

I thought my feelings of desire could never go beyond what I had felt for Noah time and time again.

But as Flynn hovered over me, staring at me for me, liking me for me, making me feel loved and deserving of someone like him, I realised I had really never known what it was like to actually fall for someone.

Because my gosh I was falling hard for this boy.

Flynn's brows pulled together, hand pausing on my cheek. "What's wrong?" he asked.

I shook my head in response then tried to squirm out from under him.

Evidently, he didn't let me. "Callie," he said, hand coming down on my other side, caging me in his arms.

"I just," I breathed, unable to stop my eyes darting down to his mouth again, unable to bring enough breath into my lungs as I became too aware of how warm his body felt pressed against the length of mine... and how desperate I was to have fewer layers between after knowing what it was like to be in his bare arms like last night...

"You just?" he pressed.

"Overwhelmed," was all I managed to get out though.

His lips turned upwards and he pulled back slightly, causing me to pount. "Overwhelmed?"

"I... ah..."

But I didn't get a chance to think.

Because once more, he leaned back down. And the lightest ever, he brushed his lips over mine, causing my heart to explode and the fireworks to set off in my stomach, sending me into a world of bliss.

"It's very overwhelming being in your presence," he whispered as he continued to kiss me.

"Flynn," was all I could breathe in response.

But too soon, he was off me.

Then he was sitting up.

And then he was on the other side of the bed.

"Where—" I started, glancing around for him frantically, worried what expression I'd see after a maneuver like that.

But he just grinned at me. "Probably best we stop here... besides, I think you're in trouble with your parents and I don't want you to be in more trouble."

I blinked once. Then twice. Slowly processing his words for their meaning.

Then I sat up at once, alarmed. "Shit... They know I drank last night. They definitely know."

"Sorry," he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "I didn't mean to expose you. I just thought you'd be here."

I shook my head at him, shuffling closer as I hated the distance between us.

Yet rather than being awkward at my proximity, he immediately wrapped his arm around my waist like it was the most natural thing to do.

"I'm glad you came," I said to him, feeling a little bashful, but still meeting his gaze.

He couldn't hide the joy as he stared back at me, eyes flickering around my face. "Me too. So, so glad we've finally cleared up the confusion." His free hand lifted to my face, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear.

But then I sighed. "I should save Lex from my parents."

"Probably," he said back, then he got to his feet, helping me up.

"Will..." I started, though I wasn't quite sure what I was asking yet. I had so many things I wanted to ask but not sure where to start first.

"You can call me tonight. And we will text," he said, almost reading what my heart wanted to know. "And we will hang out as often as your parents will let us, Callie."

"Promise?" I asked in response, remembering last holidays when I'd only see him for Kiss List items.

Flynn nodded. "Of course. As if I'd ever miss seeing my..." But he paused. "Seeing you," he then said.

My heart let out a throb as I realised I wished he had called me the g-word. But that was for another time. For now, I had to save Lexi.

Flynn helped me over to my chair, leaning over me to give me another slow kiss on the lips. Then, reluctantly, he opened the door and wheeled me back down the hallway to the living room.