Page 73 of The Good Girl's Guide to Being Bad

And absolutely terrifying.

Still, despite the fear and all of the mixed emotions, I might’ve stayed like that in his arms for at least another song (maybe two), but my phone started going off in my pocket. Stepping back, I pulled out my cell and looked at the screen.

“It’s my mom,” I said, brows furrowed. “I told her I’d text when I got home, and she’s checking in to see if I made it alright.”

“Well, we better get going then.”

My head snapped up, and Colton seemed to be waiting for something, studying my expression.

“Yeah,” I said, looking away, trying and failing to fight a blush that shouldn’t have been there, one that definitely shouldn’t have been brought on by the boy in front of me. “Let’s go.”

I knew in reality it couldn’t have taken longer to get home than it had taken us to get toShots, but the drive seemed to last forever. The uncomfortable silence that had descended ever since we got into the car didn’t help. Colton hadn’t said a word to me since we left the club. After our totally unexpected yet amazing dance.

I sighed as we finally reached my driveway.

Just as I opened the door and was about to step out of the car, Colton put a hand on my arm, said, “Hey, Sadie.”

I looked back, and before I knew it, his lips were on mine.

It wasn’t a long kiss by any means or an overly passionate one like our others had been. This kiss was more gentle, warm instead of scorching hot, but my breath caught just the same. When Colton released me and leaned back, his eyes were unreadable. I was sure mine were stunned.What was that for?I tried to convey the question with my eyes since my voice was currently incapable of speech.

Colton ran his tongue over his lip ring then said, “Number 16 on your list. Kiss in the car.”

I nodded. “Oh yeah, right. Thanks.”

I wanted to slap myself as soon as the word was out of my mouth.

Colton just grinned. “You’re welcome.”

Before I could embarrass myself further, I hopped out of the car and shut the door. I had to put some space between us before I did something else stupid. When I got inside the house, I put my back against the door and tried to calm my breathing.

There is no way you are falling for Colton Bishop,I reminded myself.You love Kyle, remember? You best friend? The best guy you’ve ever met? It doesn’t matter that he’s gay. It doesn’t matter that he’s unavailable to you. Your heart is true, and you will not waver.

My phone buzzed in my hand, interrupting my internal mantra.

I looked down and tried to ignore the way my heart jumped at the name on the screen.

Colton Freakin’ Bishop:Don’t forget to text your mom. Tell her what a great dancer I am ;). See u soon.

I caught myself smiling even before I heard Colton’s car drive away—which told me he’d waited for me to get inside before leaving. Which shouldn’t have impressed me and definitely didn’t mean anything.

“It doesn’t mean anything,” I said to myself as I texted mom and walked upstairs to mark a few more items off my list. “Don’t think about it anymore because it doesn’t mean anything.”

If only I could stop replaying that kiss, our dance, the whole night in my mind, I might’ve believed it.

Needless to say, I got zero sleep.

It was good and bad in a way. Good because my mind was racing, the creative juices flowing, and I got all of my choreography done, completing the dance I planned to submit toDancer’s Edge. And it was freaking awesome if I did say so myself. Definitely my best work yet. Bad because…well, I needed two guys, knew exactly who I wanted them to be, but at least one of them was probably—strike that—he wasdefinitelygoing to say hell no.

Shaking my head, I picked up my cell and called the one I knew I could depend on.

Kyle picked up on the first ring.

“Sadie,” he said, and I could tell he was smiling. “My long-lost best friend, how are you this fine Sunday morning?”

“Kyle,” I sighed. “God, it’s good to hear your voice.”

“Good to hear yours, too. Is something going on?”

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