then i feel the press of her lips in the middle of my back . that fleck of dirt is all one can think about . yet oddly , he did n't pull away . `` okay , get to class , '' a stern voice sounded behind us . plans always played out better on paper . she opens her eyes and sees me staring at her core . the charm should be good for another six , maybe seven hours . dad moved his glare to belle . it did n't matter how friendly i 'd gotten with a few of them . 