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As if reading my mind, she changed the subject. “Frank’s going to talk shit. You know that, right?”

“Good. Let him run his mouth. It will keep other fuckers away from you too.”

“But not you?”

Unable to hold back any longer, I coaxed, “I’m going to kiss you now, Kinley.”

I waited a couple of seconds for her to object, and when she didn’t, I leaned forward, closing the small distance between us. Wanting to touch her skin, my hands reached up and grabbed ahold of her cheeks. The smell of her assaulted my senses as I softly claimed her lips, laying my mouth right on hers. Her eyes tightly shut, her breathing hitched, and her arms fell to her sides. Right from the start, I could tell she had no idea what she was doing.

Her lips were smooth against mine, and I could feel her heart drumming so fucking fast against my chest. The desire to ruin her for every other guy was as real as the feelings I was experiencing toward her.

Slowly, I parted my lips, pulling her in closer, and she followed my lead, matching the same rhythm I’d set. My tongue touched her lips before she did the same, leaving the craziest sensation in her wake. I pulled back my tongue, and she understood what I wanted, what I sought. She gently slid hers into my eager mouth.

My tongue did the same as hers, turning this kiss into something more than I thought it would be.

I was losing myself in her.

From her lips to her eyes, to the sounds she was making.

Words couldn’t describe what was happening at that moment between us. The feelings she stirred with each stroke of our tongues. Feelings I didn’t think were possible to experience. That I didn’t even think existed.

I didn’t want to stop kissing her.

It was surreal.

Consuming.

And I wanted more.

When another soft moan escaped her mouth, I pecked her lips one last time before gradually pulling away. Already missing her touch. Incoherent thoughts ran rapidly through my mind.

I was grinning down at her as her eyes fluttered open, not removing my hands from the sides of her face. My infatuated stare hadn’t changed—if anything it was worse.

Murmuring against her lips, I rasped, “Like I said, you’ve never been kissed until now. Until me.”

Her chest was rising and falling, as she waited for what I would say next. Surprising us both when I added…

“What other first of yours can I have next?”

Chapter Three

—Kinley—

Now

It had been six months since Julian and Autumn’s wedding, and I couldn’t believe how fast time was slipping by. I felt awful for ruining their wedding, even though they claimed we didn’t.

Christian and I didn’t know they were in the barn and overheard our fight. The embarrassment I felt when they confronted us seconds after Christian kissed me was an emotion that still lingered in my mind.

“Oh my God! You guys are getting a divorce?” Autumn exclaimed, rushing toward us.

Our shocked expressions snapped to her worried gaze with Julian right behind her. He was calmer and more collected which didn’t surprise me. They’d spent years hooking up behind everyone’s back, including her brother’s, until Julian had to leave town. He couldn’t continue to lie to a family that had taken him in as if he were their own.

Ten years later, they made their way back to each other, and now they were married. Their special day was now ruined because of us, making me feel horrible that this was what they would remember in the years to come.

“Guys, please go back to your reception. We can talk about this later,” I reasoned, hoping they’d listen.

“No, we can talk about this now,” Autumn persisted. “How long has this been going on?”

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