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I laugh, trailing my hand up to his chest and leaning up to whisper in his ear, “Are you sure you don’t prefer me without them?” I lean back, licking my lips.
His gaze is glued to my mouth, and I notice a film of moisture has formed on his upper lip.
“Yeah…maybe so. But I shouldn’t…I still need to take you on a date,” he mumbles, finger trailing up my back over my shirt.
“Well, we were about to grab dinner, weren’t we?” I turn around, suddenly remembering Kenna was waiting for me.
She’s gone, as is Adam’s group. They must have gone in ahead of us.
“The school cafeteria doesn’t count,” Adam scoffs, threading his hand in mine and leading me inside.
18
Adam
Harley’s legs could be the entire focus of a portrait session. One time, my mom made us take family pictures, and I remember the photographer snapping away hundreds of times when we were in the same position.
That would make sense if the camera was trained on her golden legs. I could flip through photos of her for hours even if they all looked the exact same.
“That shirt is gigantic,” I say as we get our food and find our group.
Kenna is chatting with Dan and Silas easily while Levi silently pushes food around on his plate.
“It’s a double XL. I stole it from my ex, but it’s too comfy to give up,” she says casually.
My body stiffens as I feel heat drifting up my neck. The temptation to rip it off of her body overwhelms me. She glances up at me while she sits next to Kenna, and I sit across from her.
She laughs. “Don’t look so constipated. I’m never giving up this shirt.”
She takes a bite of a strawberry with a sly smile, and I watch her, enraptured by the way her tongue touches the red fruit. Looking down, I remember I have on an old, worn button-down in navy plaid.
“What if we traded?” I start to unbutton it, hoping she agrees.
Her eyes laser in on the expanse of chest I’ve revealed. She licks strawberry juice off her fingers, watching me.
“Are you suggesting I take my shirt off right here in the caf?” she says, starting to stand and lift the hem.
“No! What? Of course not. Let’s go to the bathroom,” I suggest.
Thankfully, she sits back down.
“Hmmm, interesting proposal…” she drawls, tapping her chin with a delicate finger.
I watch her debate for a few minutes, whispering to Kenna, who laughs out loud at what she says. My gaze turns to my friends, and they all shrug like they don’t know how to interpret the whispers either.
Finally, she turns to me, standing up. “All right, Farm Boy, let’s do this.”
She’s got a challenging glint in her eyes.
I stand with her, suddenly unsure if this is a good idea. I’m not about to back down now.
“Great. Let’s go.” I start to follow her into the bathroom.
In the corner of my eye, I catch Dan shaking his head, Silas and Kenna laughing, and a blushing Levi.
She really does look like she’s naked under the shirt as I trail behind her. I drag my gaze up to the back of her head, unable to continue watching her walk. My stomach is tightening like the front of my jeans, the closer we get to the bathrooms, and I know this was a very bad idea.
She stops in front of the family and wheelchair-accessible bathroom instead of going into the ladies’. She pushes the door open and gestures that I enter.
