Kiss and Break Up, an all-new angst-filled, friends to lovers New Adult romance from Ella Fields, is available now!
Kiss and Break Up, an all-new
angst-filled, friends to lovers New Adult romance from Ella Fields, is
available now!
Dashiell Thane wasn’t a nice guy.
He was an abrasive, demanding, conniving, intolerable
brat.
Yet somehow, we’d been best friends our whole lives.
Until our senior year when I finally decided to dip my
toes into the dating pool.
All it took was one kiss for jealousy, lies, and betrayal
to sweep in and propel us heart first into dizzying, hostile depths.
You’re not supposed to kiss your best friend.
You’re definitely not supposed to kiss your best friend
while you’re dating someone else.
And the absolute worst thing you could do is fall for your
best friend.
Unless, of course, you want to ruin everything.
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Excerpt:
I fell to the bed just as a
thump hit the exterior of the house, and Dash launched himself through the
window.
“Can you ever land
gracefully?” Or you know, use the front door. For as long as we’d lived here,
he’d snuck in. At first, it was due to being unsure whether my mom would still
want us hanging out, but it didn’t take her long to figure out what he was
doing.
She didn’t care. When I’d
shaken like a mouse cornered in a kitchen, she’d smiled and told me she’d never
stop us from being friends. Yet the window always remained unlocked.
Dash kicked off his boots,
and they hit the aging floor with two bangs. “I’m all man, baby. Not a fucking
cat.”
Hearing him say that reminded
me of why he was here. I sprang to my feet, hurtling out into the hall and into
the bathroom.
“What are you doing?”
Too busy gargling mouthwash,
I didn’t answer and spat it into the sink as he appeared in the weathered
mirror behind me.
“Seriously?” he asked. “You
burp in my face after eating garlic pizza, so this is just fucking dumb.”
“You burped in my face
first.” I put the cap back on the bottle, not meeting his gaze. I couldn’t. I
headed back inside the safety of my room.
But I had to wonder, as I
heard Dash gargling mouthwash too, if it would be considered safe again after
this. Would this ruin everything by making it awkward?
“Dash,” I said, wringing my
hands as I paced the floor of my room. “We probably shouldn’t be doing this.
What if––”
“What if it’s awesome and you
fall madly in love with me? Well, we already know I don’t do commitment.”
A tiny laugh skittered out.
“No, what if it gets awkward? I don’t want anything to change.”
He took me by the shoulders
in the middle of my rainbow knitted rug and leveled me with his vibrant eyes.
“We’ve done some pretty awkward shit, so what’s a little mouth to mouth going
to change?”
I nodded, exhaling slowly,
then I frowned. “Why are you doing this? I mean, I know why I want to, but you?
What do you even get out of it?”
He grinned. “You might be my
best friend, but I’ve always wondered what it’d be like to stick my tongue down
your throat.” He tipped a muscled shoulder. “Let’s just say you’ll be killing
that curiosity.”
“You’ve always wondered?”
“I’ve got eyes, Freckles. And
I don’t need my glasses to appreciate the sight of something beautiful.”
I blinked. “Wow. That was
actually really swe––”
“Shut your inexperienced
mouth and kiss me.”
I was still laughing when he
grabbed my face, and then I squeaked as the world changed color, and his lips
lowered over mine.
My heart became a trumpet, blaring
in my ears at the first touch of his lips.
I pulled away, startled and
still laughing. “Oh, my God.”
Dash’s hands were warm on my
face. “That good? They barely even touched.”
“No,” I choked out, pushing
his hands away. “It’s just … a little weird.”
“Weird?” His brows scrunched.
“We’ve barely even begun.”
I blew out a shaky breath,
unable to look at him as my hands flapped at my sides. I stared at his white
shirt, looking at where the cotton met his tanned skin. “I don’t know, Dash.”
“Wanna try again?”
I looked at him then, at the
eager glint in his blue eyes. “It’s not weird for you?”
He chewed his bottom lip
which was a little fatter than the top. And it’d just been touching mine. Oh,
how crazy. “Maybe a smidgen. I can just picture Margot Robbie, and I’ll be
good.”
I froze. “Margot Robbie?”
He gestured to my hair. “The
blonde hair helps.”
“Jesus.” I swiped my hands
down my face. “This is dumb. Let’s just forget it.”
He stood there a moment,
glancing around my room. “Why don’t you imagine someone? That guy from the Thor movie. You like him.”
“Chris Hemsworth?”
“Yeah. Imagine him.” Then he
grinned, waggling his brows. “Pucker up, baby.”
“You didn’t just say that.” I
laughed, plopping down on the edge of my bed.
“Whatever. Are we trying
again or what?”
The thought of Byron and that
mischievous twinkle in his green eyes, the way he’d wasted no time moving in to
kiss me … yeah. I needed to do this.
“Okay.” I shook out my hands,
bouncing a little on the bed. “Okay, let’s do this.”
Dash’s lips thinned. “This
isn’t a cross meet. We’re only swapping germs.”
“You just had to say that,
didn’t you?” My pep had officially vanished.
Dash tugged me off the bed.
“Close your eyes and relax.”
I tried, but I was as stiff
as a board when his mouth met mine again. He tasted like spearmint and
cigarettes, but his hands were gentle as one held my chin and the other glided
through my hair to the back of my head. Slowly, with the soft press of his lips
on mine and the gentle exploration of their shape, my limbs loosened.
“Open,” he whispered, his
voice threaded, rougher.
I did, expecting the invasion
of his tongue, but the velvet feel of it only traced the inner edges of my
mouth.
Out of all the things I’d
expected to feel when he’d suggested this crazy idea, it wasn’t relaxed, and it
certainly wasn’t the buzzing sensation currently warming my insides.
“This isn’t so bad,” I said
when he pulled back, my voice a low exhalation.
“Good. Now repeat the same to
me.” My eyes were about to spring open, but he growled. “Keep them closed.
Don’t think, just do and feel.”
Drawing in a quick breath
through my nose, I found his stubble-coated cheeks with my hands and lifted
myself on my toes. I tried to do the same thing he did to me, but my tongue
plunged deeper, meeting the warm softness of his. I licked it, stroking
cautiously until I heard him hum, the sound vibrating up his throat and causing
our lips to mash together.
His hands became firmer
around my head, his tongue greedier, sweeping inside my mouth before my teeth
found purchase on his plump bottom lip, and pulled.
He groaned, and it had me
staggering back, my heart racing and my breath an unsteady, embarrassing sound.
Dash swallowed, then cleared
his throat as he shifted on his feet. His eyes met mine, and I looked away,
down to where my mint green toes were curling over the abrasive fabric of my
rug.
Awkward. This was so awkward,
and I prayed we hadn’t just made a huge mistake.
“So that’s how it’s done.” He
grabbed the TV remote and plopped onto my bed. “Got any popcorn?”
I shook my head. “Wait,
that’s um, it?”
He started flicking through
Netflix. “Well, yeah. Not much else to it. We can practice again before your
date if you want, but I’m fucking starving, and we need to re-watch the last
season of GoT before the new one is
out.”
“Oh, yeah,” I said,
remembering I’d promised him that weeks ago. Hungry myself, I stepped outside,
then scowled at him from the doorway. “Don’t put your socks near my pillow.”
He grumbled but shifted and
moved over to the other side of the bed.
About Ella
Fields
Ella Fields is a mother and wife who lives in the land
Down Under. While her kids are in school, you might find her talking about her
characters and books to her two cats. She’s a notorious chocolate and notebook
hoarder who enjoys creating hard-won happily ever afters.
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