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“And did he enjoy it?” her friend continued.
“Um, I don’t know. I think so…”
Gemma cleared her throat, still smiling. “Do I need to tell you the facts of life? You can usually tell if a guy is enjoying a hot kiss…”
“He enjoyed it, okay?” Her cheeks were flaming with embarrassment. “Is that what you wanted to hear?”
“Pretty much,” Gemma admitted. “So how big is he? I’ve always wondered. I mean he’s a built guy…”
“Stop it.” Cassie grimaced.
“I can’t. Do you know how long it’s been since I had a first kiss with somebody? I need all the details. I’m starving for romance here.”
“There was no romance,” Cassie told her. “Just a kiss.” She took a breath. “Do you think I should say something to him?”
“Like what? Nice kiss, want to do it again?”
“No! I mean should I apologize?”
“For kissing him? No. There were two of you there. Last time I looked he’s got muscles growing on muscles, if he didn’t want you to kiss him he wouldn’t have let you. And anyway…”
“What?”
“I don’t know. Your version sounds a little one sided. He’s almost a foot taller than you, what were you doing, jumping like a kangaroo until your lips hit his?”
Cassie laughed, despite herself. “No. He leaned down.”
“Of his own free will…”
“Yes.” She let out a long breath, because Gemma was right. She hadn’t kissed him. They’d kissed each other. And she’d spent the entire night beating herself up over it. “But that still doesn’t help me with what to do next.”
“What do you want to do?” Gemma asked her.
Kiss him again. She blinked that thought out of her head, because no. Once kissed twice shy.
She would not embarrass herself again. “I’m going to be a grownup about it, I guess.” She sighed. “Do my best to avoid him.”
Gemma smiled. “Good luck with that.”
“I think I’m going to need it.” Because every time she closed her eyes all she could think about was that kiss. How good his lips felt against hers.
How he’d pressed her against the wall and taken everything she wanted to give. How it had felt like sex as he’d rolled his hips against hers. If only they’d been naked.
And it was weird, because as a dancer she’d been used to being lifted. But during rehearsals her partners would huff and puff and accuse her of putting on weight because she felt heavier than last time.
When Presley had lifted her, it was different. It felt like pure brute strength. The kind she didn’t think she’d like, but it had sent a shot of excitement through her that had lit her up from the inside.
She’d felt safe in his arms. Not like she was on the edge of falling, the way she always feared as a dancer. She felt womanly. Desired.
It had been a long time since she felt like anything but a failure.
But she’d see him soon. And she needed to be cool and collected then. Because as much as she enjoyed kissing him, making the band work was important. Not only because she’d finally started finding some friends, but because she sensed it was important to him, too.
“I just don’t know what to say to him,” she admitted to her friend.
“Do you need to say something? Can’t you pretend it didn’t happen?” Gemma asked her.
Cassie blinked. “I mean I could. But we have to sing together. And it’s going to be embarrassing.”
