Page 35 of The Wiener Across the Way

And look at the way he’s protecting her from the paparazzi! He’s holding them back, keeping our girl safe.

Your Bestie here heard he growled at them and basically told them all to eff off, (but in more polite terms), and that his brothers acted as bodyguards so he and Kelsey could slip away.

WHERE DID THEY GO NEXT?

Are they dating? Are they just hanging out? Are they friends? Are they more? I neeeeeeeeds to know!

Your BFF,

Mz. Besties’ Bestie

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THE FIRST KISS IS THE DEEPEST

KELSEY

Iblew out a long breath and leaned against the door. I’d thought he was going to kiss me.

I don’t know why I thought that. There were no cameras here to catch us. This wasn’t real. This was not real. It was all a set up and I apparently needed constant reminding of it.

I watched him take one step away, two, and then he spun around, stared at me, probably thinking I was a total weirdo for just standing there propped up against the door like this.

“Fuck it.” In less than a second, he crossed back to me, cupped my chin in his hand and wrapped his other arm around my waist. “Tell me right now if you don’t want this, Kelsey. Because if you don’t stop me, I’m going to kiss you, and I’m not going to regret it one little bit.”

I forgot how to speak. I forgot how to breathe.

“Tell me you don’t want me to kiss you.” His eyes went from mine to my lips, where they stayed. He was already so close I could feel his breath on my lips.

My mouth kicked in before my brain. “Kiss me.”

Before I even finished saying that final vowel, his lips were on mine. He both pulled me tight against him and pressed me back against the door. He was everywhere, surrounding me, taking up all the air, all my thoughts, stealing my heartbeats and taking them for his own.

His tongue slid across mine, and I was lost in his taste. I finally remembered how to move my own muscles and pushed my hands into his hair. We fit so perfectly together. Not just our mouths, but our bodies. I didn’t have to stoop to be level with him, and I reveled in the primalness of him being taller than me, bigger than me.

And of course, my mind went straight to how we would fit together in bed. I wouldn’t have to be afraid I would squish him.

Declan swept his tongue over my lips, breaking the kiss far before I was ready to.

“Don’t stop.” My voice was so soft and breathy that I hardly knew what I was saying. How could he? I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him back down to me.

But the kiss he gave me this time was light and teasing, not like the all-consuming kiss from before. “If we don’t stop now, I’m going to have a hard time saying goodnight.”

Then don’t. I didn’t let those words slip out of my mouth though. “We already said goodnight.”

He pressed his cheek to mine, and god how I enjoyed the scratch of his beard on my skin. He whispered in my ear, “I know, and I should have walked away then, but you’re so fucking tempting, Kels.”

He was trying to tell me we shouldn’t be doing this. Of course we shouldn’t. This wasn’t a real relationship. We’d just gotten caught up in the night. This shouldn’t have happened.

Pooh whined at my feet. I blinked down at her, surprised she was even there. How the hell had I forgotten my poor, sweet poochie poo? She was probably dying to get to the patch of grass out on the porch and curl up in her bed. She was not used to late nights.

I wasn’t used to getting the daylights kissed out of me.

“I’m going to go.” He said the words but didn’t move.

“Where?” I had a bed that was plenty big enough for the both of us.

“I need to head back down the mountain. Can’t miss practice tomorrow.”

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