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"For what?"
"For the kiss. For moving here. For being our friend. Take your pick."
The shy happy smile that peeks out of me can't be helped, and I lean in and kiss his cheek. He places his open palm on it as if cherishing the gesture, and my heart does a backflip at the way he’s looking at me.
"We're done!" Quaid bellows from outside of the tent.
Logan lets out a long exaggerated sigh while I stifle my own.
"Guess I better let one of them in, huh? But if they get too frisky, kick them in the balls until I get inside and finish the job," Logan says teasingly, even if he means every word.
"Okay."
The minute he leaves the tent, the butterflies in my belly run wild. I cradle my stomach, hoping to calm them down, but it’s no use. When Quaid enters the tent with a goofy smile on his face, I can't help but laugh, and my nerves settle a bit.
"You ready for me to rock your world, sweetheart?" he jokes with a wink.
Another giggle erupts from my throat, and my face starts to hurt from smiling so hard. Quaid has that effect on me. It’s just the way he is. He has a knack at making me laugh at every opportunity he finds. My nervous jitters are all gone now, and the only person I have eyes for is my playful silly friend.
"I'm ready if you are," I tease him back with a wink.
On his knees, he crawls up to me and then stops, his expression falling, his glorious grin suddenly stolen from him.
"What's wrong?"
"I just remembered I have braces," he replies bummed.
"So?"
"So this might not be what I want it to be. I might suck."
"I doubt that very much," I try to console, squeezing his knee for added comfort.
"I mean, I'm already doomed to fail. Going after Logan, you already know how to kiss, so what if I totally bomb?"
"One kiss does not make me an expert, Quaid." I chuckle.
"But you will see the difference. I mean look at this shit?" He points to his metallic smile.
"Quaid, come here," I whisper to him. I place my open palm on his face. "You are one of the cutest boys I have ever seen, braces and all. I'd be honored to be your first kiss."
"You sure?" He pouts.
"I'm positive."
"Okay. But no tongue!” He points his finger at me. “I don't want you to get cut or something."
"Okay, no tongue. Promise." I laugh, because even when he’s being all vulnerable, he’s still able to make me laugh.
He leans in and closes his eyes before I have to ask him. When his plump lips reach mine, my heart flips on its own accord. He might have cold braces on his teeth, but his lips are warm and inviting. He sucks on my lower lip just a little, and I sigh into his mouth. Logan’s kiss was sweet and tender. Quaid’s however, is a whole other ball game. It’s playfully curious, and eager to learn how my lips taste. When Quaid pulls away, his green eyes are smoldering, and I have a hard time not looking the same.
"Oh, here's my list," he states absentmindedly, pressing the paper into my hands.
"O-Okay," I stutter, still a little shell-shocked with the kiss he delivered. He throws me a wink before leaving the tent and me speechless.
I'm still coming to terms with my second kiss of the night, when Carter comes into the tent. He looks me up and down with his dark eyes, and I squirm in my seated position. Maybe I should have asked for a time out. Lord knows I’m not sure if I’m ready to kiss Carter right now. He hands me the list, and I bow my head to read what he's put down and hopefully buy me some time to gain my composure back. However I’m not so lucky, since there is only one sentence written on it.
Kissing Valentina is my only goal.
