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“Not really. Sammy already knows me, and we like each other.” I quickly realize this makes me sound desperate and way too interested in him, so I hurry to add, “But it doesn’t matter now that I’m seeing Tim.” No point in mentioning that Tim is dating around.
“You and Tim already had your first date when you kissed me.”
“So?”
“I’m just saying that you clearly weren’t serious about him if you, you know …”
“We’d only had one date,” I practically yell, which causes several heads to swivel in our direction. In a quieter tone, I add, “Also, you wanted me to kiss you.”
“I did.”
“Excuse me?”Did he just agree with me?
“I did want you to kiss me,” he says. “Which is why I kissed you back.”
“What?” Seriously, what is he saying and why is he saying it? He seems to be declaring himself or something.
“Are you losing your hearing?”
“No, I mean, maybe. Why are you telling me this?” I demand.
“I don’t know. I guess I wanted you to know the truth.”
“Because you want to date me?”
“Yes, but I can’t.” The man is making me crazy.
“Because of Sammy?”
His chin bobs up and down.
I’m beginning to think male warfare might be a bit more complicated than Jamie described. While we’re not physically fighting here, there’s a battle raging nonetheless.
“Thank you for finally admitting the truth to yourself,” I tell him primly.
“I owed us both the truth.” What a boy scout.
“So now what? Are we going to be friends?”
“I’m still not sure that’s wise.”
“Because you want to kiss me?” I’m clearly poking the bear, but I want to know.
“Yes.”
Holy heck. I think I liked it better when I thought Jamie hated me. It would certainly be easier to keep my emotions intact. But now what do I do? Do I let him know I want him to kiss me, too? Do I allow this crazy sexual tension to keep building? Do I keep dating Tim?
I’m so confused right now I don’t know what to do. Scratch that, I know the first thing I have to do and that’s to get some distance from Jamie. Because if I sit here any longer, I might just throw myself into his arms and beg to be kissed again.
CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR
JAMIE
My mind is churning like I’m in a butter-making competition at the state fair. I saw that once and was totally impressed.
What was I thinking, telling Melissa I want to kiss her? Especially when I’m never going to kiss her again. Thank goodness Tim came to get her or I might have thrown caution to the wind and acted on my desires.
Telling Melissa how much I wanted her is now at the top of the three stupidest things I’ve ever said. The others are asking a non-pregnant woman when her baby was due—in my defense she told me she had a large tumor and people often thought she was pregnant—and ordering sweetbreads in a restaurant before knowing sweetbreads are in fact a cow’s thymus gland. The person who came up with that name should be under psychological care.
