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But afterward, Brittany looked beautiful and despite wincing whenever she pressed her hand to the top of her head, she still smiled. “That looks gorgeous. Like vines or something…”
“Yup. Just dye it green and you’ll finally be one of your plants,” Teagan joked.
“Don’t tempt me,” Brittany replied.
Teagan grabbed her purse and brought it over to Britt’s vanity. She always brought her foundation with her for touch-ups, so she settled into the cushioned seat to do just that.
And that was the moment Britt started in on her again.
“Brad’s pretty sure you and Jaxon are on the rocks.”
Teagan took a deep breath and rubbed some foundation over the apples of her cheeks, reaching for her finishing powder. “He’s not wrong.”
“He said you had a fight,” she repeated.
“Jaxon told me. We didn’t. He said he couldn’t think of anything else and Brad wouldn’t leave him alone.”
“Well, Brad said he was really down. Not talking at all and changing the subject whenever you were brought up. Sounds like a fight to me.”
“It’s because we kissed.”
Britt didn’t look like she believed her. “Or was it because you acted like a fool after he kissed you?”
“I didn’t act like anything.”
She sniffed. “Oh, that’s not vague at all.”
“We kissed and like… we bumped into the wall, and it made something fall over, and it ruined the mood. That’s all.”
“Well, are you sure it wasn’t you? Because I know if I was finally kissing my high school crush and they ended things abruptly, I’d be a bit down on myself too.”
Teagan dropped the brush in her hand, it fell with a clatter to the glass top of Britt’s vanity. “What are you talking about?”
“Oh, you didn’t know? Yeah, Brad says Jaxon’s been gone on you forever. Since you were in high school together.”
“He wasn’t gone on me! He was a complete ass to me in high school! Making fun of me and calling me ‘chicken legs’ and spitting on his hand and touching me with it!”
“Yeah, isn’t that how boys act around the girls they like? Pulling their pigtails and whatnot?”
“Well, we’re not kids anymore,” she said in a dismissive tone, hoping to put the matter to rest because holy shit, she had to process this. “If he has feelings, he should tell me.”
“Kissing you breathless on the floor didn’t tell you enough?”
“I never said he kissed me breathless.”
“No, but you flush down to your tits every time I mention it.” She smirked and Teagan glanced down.
“See, this is why I don’t wear things like this. I’m much too fair-skinned. Every single little thing shows up.” She pressed her palm against her chest like she was trying to will the extra color away.
“So are you admitting-”
“Yes, it was the best kiss I’ve ever had in my bloody life,” she exclaimed. “Is that what you wanted to hear? And it doesn’t matter if he had a crush on me in school, I have no idea what his feelings are now. We are both grown adults.”
“You’re telling me.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Teagan asked, reaching for her bag again to touch up her lipstick. She unrolled the tube of icy mauve and stared at it.
Teagan wasn’t looking directly at her, but she could see the reflection in the mirror. Britt gave her this look. An all-knowing look that infuriated Teagan more than if she’d justsaidsomething.
