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“Kissing. I didn’t build it up in my mind.” She blinks hard, shaking her head. “That was… that was really good.”
Moving my tongue around, I realize, I have her Jolly Rancher in my mouth. A silly sense of pride tightens my chest, like I’m back in high school, and we swapped our gum.
And I left my brain in the Jeep.
What the fuck am I doing? I said I wasn’t going to kiss her. Now I’ve kissed her. I said I wasn’t going to bang her…
“I’ve gotta get back to work.” I turn, needing to escape.
I’ve got to get the hell out of here before it’s too late.
Who am I kidding? It’s already too late.
“Wait!” Her voice cracks on the word. “Where are you going?”
“I never fixed that drain.”Lame. My jaw clenches, and I struggle to summon my old anger. I’ve got to rebuild the wall.
“But… But we just…”
“We kissed, Rachel. You’re a little late to the party, but that was a kiss. We’re both adults. Don’t make it more than it was. It was only a kiss.”
Wow, I’m an asshole. Twenty points to Slytherin.
But the truth is, I’m doing this for her. I don’t need pity, and I don’t want help.
I’m better on my own.
Her face flashes, and she pulls her chin back. “It’s like I’m having adeja vuflashback of all the guys I hated. You really fooled me by being nice to my brother.”
“Look, I–”
“No, no…” She holds up a hand. “You’re right. We’re adults. Thank you for satisfying my curiosity. I’ll see you around.”
She turns on the ball of her foot and walks out of the room so fast, I’m pretty sure the drapes lift as she passes.
Her Jolly Rancher is between my teeth, and I crunch it, picking up the book she left behind.The Black Stallionin black leather with shiny gold print. I return it to its place on the shelf.
My chest is tight and achy, and I put both hands behind my neck, looking up at the skylight. It’s so far away.
What the fuck have I done?
I exhale a growl. It wasn’tonly a kiss, and she didn’t build it up. Not even a little.
I’ve kissed girls before, and it was never like that. Hell, that kiss was a full-body experience. It was the kind of kiss where you forget everything around you, the kind of kiss that could go on for hours. The kind of kiss you want to have again and again.
Good thing I know how to push people away. Good thing I know how to break shit. Good thing I’m a fuckingadult.
That could’ve gotten serious.
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Rachel
Do not cry. Do not cry.
Dammit, Rachel!I shove the tears off my cheeks roughly as I burst through the door of the small guest bathroom, quickly locking it behind me.
Do. Not. Cry.
