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Sara

The ladieslast about two-point-five seconds after we roll out of the driveway before they break.

“Okay, please, please, please tell me what happened last night,” Jade begs.

I sigh, not a sigh of exasperation but a sigh of I can’t believe this is my life, and I kissed a rock star last night.

“He wrote a song,” I say.

“About you?” Emma asks from the backseat.

“Well, I don’t know. I didn’t ask. But it was . . . it felt like it was about me. It was so romantic, him singing to me, just the two of us.”

Jade screws up her face. “It’s hard to picture him singing romantically. His band is all screaming and hoarse voices and, well, loudness.”

I explain about the song and how Chris said it was unlike him and unlikely something the band could use.

“He wrote it just for you?” Tessa asks.

“I guess so.”

There’s a three-in-one swoon inside the car.

Emma, sitting behind me, leans forward and squeezes my shoulder. “I’m happy for you. So, you kissed?”

“Yeah, just kissed.”

Jade raises her hand in the passenger seat. “I’ve got less than two hours after we leave. Anyone else?”

“Till what?” Emma says, and at Jade’s glance, she clarifies, her cheeks flushing. “Penetration? Orgasms?”

“Orgasms.”

“I’m going with two days,” Emma decides.

Tessa taps her chin. “Twelve hours.”

“Wow, y’all think I’m going to move pretty quick. Maybe I want to take it slow.”

“I think you’ve been eyeballing each other a lot longer than you realize,” Tessa says from the back.

“Maybe,” I allow. “But . . .”

My friends patiently wait for me to gather my thoughts.

“Don’t you think that this is a bad idea?”

“Why would it be a bad idea?” Jade asks. Orgasms are always a good idea to Jade.

I hold up one finger, ready to tick off the reasons why I shouldn’t be with Chris. “He smokes.”

Huh. I only needed one finger.

“Okay, that’s a pretty good point,” Jade allows. “I forgot about that since he hasn’t actually smoked in front of us while we’ve been here.”

“Yeah,” I say, my brow crinkling. Actually, the kiss last night didn’t taste like cigarettes. And when was the last time I saw Chris smoking?

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