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How it was just us, and we kept inching closer and closer to each other, and we couldn’t stop.

When she was so close to me I couldn’t breathe, she whispered words so quietly, I almost missed them.“Is this happening?”

“If you want it to.”

“I think I’ve wanted this all year.”

“Me too, Maddison.”

I remember that first taste of her lips. How soft they were, pressed against mine. How we both moved slowly, both scared about what was happening. And even when the kiss ended, we kept our faces together. Our foreheads touched. Every movement of her lashes tickled.“What did we just do?”she whispered to me.

“We kissed, Maddie.”

“Was that the right thing?”

“What do you think?”

Her eyes, green and searching, danced against mine.

Neither of us had an answer.

Our questions filled the space between us. When we managed to pull apart, they were still there.Was that the right thing?

What did Maddison think about it—that kiss?

I didn’t know at the time.

Still don’t know.

Idoknow that I messed everything up for us, the next day.

If it wasn’t for my father’s warning, maybe I’d have handled it all differently.

“Honesty’s tricky,” Maddison says now, as she paces over to the bed.

She sits down on my blue comforter. Her arm stretches out, and she strokes Outlaw’s fur. “To be honest with someone else, you gotta be honest with yourself, first.”

“Yeah. There’s that.”

“I was going to get married. In LA. To Sylvester.”

I sit down next to her.

“Whew. Okay… That’s honest.” I push my fingertips through my hair. I can still feel residue from that hair salon crap I ran through it this morning.

She tucks both knees up and hugs them close. “He asked me, and I said yes. That was not an honest ‘yes,’ though. I lied to myself and said that my doubts didn’t matter. I didn’t come to my senses until the very last minute.”

“Whoa. Wow.”

“I threw the ring at him. Packed a bag. Left.”

“I didn’t realize you had a wedding planned.”

“We were going to elope. At the local city hall. How romantic is that?”

Clearly, she’s being sarcastic.

“Maybe a few degrees shy of paddling on a pond during sunset.”

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