Page 32 of Love Thy Neighbor

I lean down to whisper to her and regret it instantly.

She smells like apples, and I know she’s wearing that perfume I bought her two Christmases ago. She only ever wears it for special occasions, and I guess tonight called for it.

I wonder if she tastes like apples too.

The thought slams into me.

I grit my teeth, trying to ignore the asinine idea of doing something I know I’ll regret…like taking a taste.

“If at any time you’re feeling overwhelmed, we can go. Just say the word and we’ll leave. We’ll grab ice cream and watchThe Vampire Diariesand chalk it up to a bad experiment. Okay?”

I pull back, finding her eyes.

She’s grinning at me, probably liking that idea very much.

“Maybe you’re not such a bad friend after all.”

If only she knew the thoughts I’m having about her…

“Told you.” I wink. “Now, what do you want to drink?”

She tilts her head at me. “Are you really asking?”

“No, I guess not. You always get the same thing.” She nods. “Okay, I’ll be right back,” I tell her.

“What!” she squeaks. “You’re leaving me?”

“Yes, but I’ll be right back. We can’t be together all night, remember? You’re trying to attract dudes. I’m hot, Caroline—I’ll ruin all your chances at getting anyone to talk to you.”

She lifts her eyes, and I notice she’s wearing a little more makeup than she usually does.

Why are you noticing stupid crap like that? Just get a fucking drink, you pussy-deprived idiot.

“Go talk to Joan if you’re nervous. She’s nice. You’ll be fine.”

She nods. “Okay, okay. You’re right. Not about you being hot, but the other stuff.”

I bristle at her teasing for just a moment before I realize it’s nothing. I’m just wound too tight for no reason at all.

I hold my hand out toward her, and she peers down at it with a frown before slapping hers to mine and saying, “High five.”

I shake my head, laughing. “No. Money me.”

“Huh?”

“You’re buying tonight.” I wiggle my fingers. “Money me.”

With a sigh, she reaches into the tiny purse she has slung around her body and pulls her credit card free, slapping it into my hand with a little too much force.

“Barely touch a guy’s dick one time and you owe him for life.”

“Not for life, just tonight. And once a year after.”

She shakes her head. “Go get me a drink before I change my mind and go home.”

“You wouldn’t dare bail already.”

“Want to test me?”

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