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Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy novel Chapter 26

Summary for Chapter 26: Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy

Chapter summary: Chapter 26 from the book Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy by Andrea Noel

Discover the most important events of Chapter 26, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy. With the engaging writing of Andrea Noel, this Internet masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.

"Making tiny roses?" I asked, curiously.

"No!" He said. "I mean, art. Art is my hobby, painting, sculpturing, drawing…stuff like that."

I would never have thought that Jimmy was an artist. A punk who did art. Who knew? "Will you show me your stuff?" I smiled at him. I really did wanna see his stuff. If he could create something so beautiful and yet so tiny, imagine what he could create on a huge white canvas.

"If you want…" His hand started moving towards mine. Is he gonna touch my hand? Will we hold hands? What if he tries to kiss me after this?

Million thoughts and million more.

He was only an inch away now…

Suddenly I hear a loud sound of someone bumping his chair next to our table. I looked up to see the stranger who tried to sit at our table.

Lucas.

Lucas Dashwood. In Lolita. A big bad boy in black leather jacket in a sappy, cute cafe. He took off the hood, and a waterfall of his almost raven-like hair kissed his pale skin. Howcome this fallen angel made my heart race so fast, that it felt like it's gonna jump right out of my chest? He was standing out, everybody was staring at him.

"Sup, guys?" He grinned. Okay, that was new. Lucas Dashwood doesn't grin. Or smile. Not just like that.

"How-" Jimmy snorted and shook his head. "Dashwood, you're interrupting."

"Oh really, Mr.Kane?" Lucas mocked him. Suddenly he turned towards me.

The captivating scent hit me right in the nostrils. He smelled so good I almost started drooling. "Am I interrupting, Skye?" He said in such a sweet voice, I was left speechless.

This is not Lucas. Aliens kidnapped him, and switched his brain or something…there is no other reasonable explanation for this…this…sweetness. "I…I…" I couldn't conduct a sentence. Or a word.

"See?" He turned back to Jimmy. "She doesn't mind."

Jimmy angrily smiled. "Dashwood…" He growled through his teeth.

"Can I bring you something?" The waitress interrupted the conversation.

"Oh, just a straw." Lucas waved at her and turned right back at us. His presence was making me nervous, and yet I loved it.

"Dashwood, don't you have a place to be at?" Jimmy was still frustrated with Lucas.

Lucas furrowed his eyebrows, thinking heavily. He bit his lip and smiled. "No, not really. Besides, Kayla is coming here."

"No, she's not." Jimmy protested.

"Well, this is a weird place to meet." She spat, disgusted with the cuteness.

"That's because I didn't know you two were coming." Jimmy was smiling, but was obviously angry at Lucas.

"Oh." Kayla figured out the situation and glared at Lucas, who was still playing with his and my straw, while staring at me. His dark eyes were piercing me so hard, I thought I was gonna die. Die from a heart attack. "Lucas." Kayla tugged a lock of his hair. "Is that true?"

"Ouch." Lucas whined and ruffled his hair. "Yeah, they were here first, but Skye doesn't mind. Right Skye?"

All three of them were staring at me, expecting an answer. "I…I…" I mumbled. I had no idea what to say. I panicked and started drinking my hot chocolate. Crap, I forgot about the indirect kiss! I was indirectly kissing Lucas! Oh god, how old am I, six?

Suddenly a few strains of dark hair tickled my cheeks. I looked up, only to meet his gaze. He was only a few inches away. He was so close I could almost smell that minty breath, as he hugged the other straw with his godlike lips.

I realized that we look exactly like every single couple in here. We were staring at each other's eyes, drinking hot chocolate. Only, I forgot to suck the chocolate. I just stared at him with a straw in my mouth. He was so gorgeous.

I looked at Jimmy and he was looking away, his face…not smiling. I suddenly felt bad for him. I took the tiny rose from the table, to put it safely in my wallet, but Lucas snatched it from my hands.

"What's this?" He snorted.

"Give it back, it's a gift from Jimmy." I said, annoyed with his arrogance.

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