Chapters (36)
- Scarlett and the Kiss Thief
- CONTENTS
- Chapter 1 – Operation Too Hot to Handle
- Chapter 2 – The Perfect Entrance
- Chapter 3 – This Plan is so Epic I Could Cry
- Chapter 4 – Put Me Down!
- Chapter 5 – Call Him Daddy
- Chapter 6 – Grounded
- Chapter 7 – A Classic Hunter Hunter Mess Around
- Chapter 8 – What. The. Actual. F Did You Do?
- Chapter 9 – You Little Pervert
- Chapter 10 – The Blowjob Phase?
- Chapter 11 – I Always Pictured it with You, Axel
- Chapter 12 – Jacob Miller in Black Boxers
- Chapter 13 – Why Snakes?!
- Chapter 14 – The Whole Football Team
- Chapter 15 – I Did Not Call Your Father a Dick
- Chapter 16 – Red Pandas
- Chapter 17 – Hoes Before Bros
- Chapter 18 – A Baker’s Dozen Men
- Chapter 19 –This Russian Chick is Amazing
- Chapter 20 – The Mascot
- Chapter 21 – Savage
- Chapter 22 – A Real Shit Older Brother
- Chapter 23 – The Kiss Thief Strikes Again
- Chapter 24 – Highly Illegal
- Chapter 25 – Knight in Shining Armor
- Chapter 26 – What the Heck is Happening?
- Chapter 27 – The Kiss Thief is Here
- Chapter 28 – Truth or Dare
- Chapter 29 – My Fairy Godmothers
- Chapter 30 – Mr. Halifax
- Chapter 31 – You’re It
- Chapter 32 – The OG Kiss Thief
- Chapter 33 – First Kiss Do-Over
- Axel & Jacob Bonus Story
I glanced at the time. It was well after dinner and I still hadn’t heard from Axel. I’d cancelled my plans with Jacob tonight so that Axel and I could work on our project. And each minute that ticked by made me feel like an idiot.
Axel wasn’t coming.
He’d just wanted me to cancel my date. He’d had no intention of ever coming over.
I sighed and changed into a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top. There was no reason not to be comfortable while I spent the night alone in my room. I brought up the varsity roster list Sophie and I had sorted through, and stared at the names of the 13 guys that we thought could be my kiss thief.
If it was Jacob, the list meant nothing. But if it somehow wasn’t him? I shook my head.
This was stupid. It was definitely Jacob. And just because we hadn’t had a date tonight didn’t mean I couldn’t try to kiss him before Saturday. Well, kiss him again. Because I was pretty sure I’d kissed him yesterday in the janitor’s closet. I just needed to kiss him while being able to see his face.
I pictured Gigi plopping down on Axel’s lap in the cafeteria and planting a kiss on his lips.
Yeah, no. I definitely wasn’t doing that to Jacob. I wasn’t a psychopath.
I looked back at the list and tried to think if it could really be one of these guys. Yes, I had classes with all of them. But there were a few I had never even really spoken to. Like August Ward. He sat on the opposite side of class in entrepreneurial studies. And Zach Fisher. I’d definitely never spoken to him. I didn’t think we’d ever even made eye contact before.
I knew Sophie would say that just because we hadn’t spoken didn’t mean it wasn’t one of those guys. And that my kiss thief was technically a stalker, so it kind of fit. But did August or Zach seem like stalkers? If so they were very good at it. Because I never noticed them staring.
My eyes kept scanning down the list. This was impossible. I needed a break. And ice cream. Yeah, ice cream helped everything.
I wandered downstairs and into the kitchen. I pulled out the pint of Chunky Monkey and then just stared at it.