Description
"My breath became thicker and rougher as his gorgeously-sculpted face inched closer to mine. It was only a few seconds til' he pressed his lips to mine, creating explosions everywhere. His hands were placed gently on my waist and it made me feel all tingly. My back was grinding into the railing of the elevator but the kiss felt too good and I completely ignored the stinging pain from the back. The best part? I don't know who the guy was, and why we were kissing in an elevator." Girls have raging hormones too right? Yasmin Kennedy just couldn't help it when she moved to a new state and meeting a hot guy in the lift, who just kissed her out of the blue. The question is: who the hell was he? Of course, it had to be the hottest sex-god at her new school. [ the new/rewritten version of this story can be found at my new writing account: @casterings. if you're still interested in this book, please visit my new page. ]
Elovator
