Page 77 of Be My Compass


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No.

I won’t let him see that part.

But the surface stuff…

The shallow end…

We can go there.

We can frolic.

His eyes dip to my lips. “Here’s my secret.” He leans in close. “I liked it too.”

“A lot?”

He nods.

“More than other girls?”

His lips twitch. “You’d believe me if I said yes?”

“No.”

“Exactly.”

I laugh.

He laughs too.

We’re friends.

We’re friends who like kissing each other.

What the hell does that mean?

His touch slips down to my waist. Back up my sides.

Fingers soft.

Heated.

“You asked to practice. Earlier.” An eyebrow arches. “Did you mean that?”

“More,” I breathe, excited by the look in his dark eyes.

“More than kissing or more kissing?”

All of it. Everything. I lick my lips as crowded emotions clog my throat.

Suddenly, the room is too hot. And Kastle’s too close. And my clothes are too heavy. This shirt is one of my favorites, but I want it on the floor. This skirt makes me feel powerful and feminine, but I need to throw it out the window.

I want them off.

I need Kastle on.

On me.

Below me.

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