Page 94 of Even Beneath the Stars

Ryenne: wtf r u wearing??

Beck: hawt

Laney: no way u posted this of ur own free will

Silas: #SelfieQueen #LiveLoveLaugh #OnFleek #ClicheAF – Did i miss any?

Chris: Dare???

Liam: [fire emoji]

Sierra: do u need saving??

I clutch my ribs, laughing.

"I think I'm going to die," Maggie moans.

"Okay, but fair warning—if the funeral is open casket, you're wearing that outfit."

She smacks my arm. "You're such a floppy pancake."

"Thought I was a frosty meatball."

"You're both."

"You'refucking adorable."

She freezes. "What?"

"You heard me." I smirk, handing her phone back. "You… are adorable."

She watches me for a second, nose scrunched. Which makes her look even more adorable. Also draws my eyes to those freckles again. Nothing adorable about those; they're flat-out hot.

She tilts her head. "I don't know what to say to that."

"Then don't say anything."

We lock eyes, something passing between us, and if either of us had the balls to call a spade a spade, we'd call it attraction.

Fuck it.

I slide my tongue along my lower lip. Swallow. "I wish I could kiss you right now," I tell her.

Her eyes stretch a little wider and there's a brief flicker of surprise, but she doesn't look away. "I wish you could too."

I grin. "Fucking rules."

"Yeah." She smiles, and she looks almost bashful.

I was kind of hoping she would disregard her kissing rule, but I also kind of love that she doesn't. Because it's soher.Steadfast and tough and true to her values. Also, random. Kinda quirky.

I lean in and pull the scrunchie from her ponytail, and her pink hair tumbles out in chunky waves around her face. I toss the scrunchie over my shoulder into the back seat.

"Hey!" she laughs.

"There." I grin back. "Much better."

"God, what will they say at the next PTA meeting?"

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