Page 55 of Love Thy Neighbor

Thosesmall moments.

They’re the ones that are making me second-guess myself. They’re the ones that make me think taking things to a different level isn’t so crazy after all.

But I’m not sure I’m willing to find out which part of me is right.

The logical one that says it’ll ruin our friendship, or the one that says I need to try?

Taking that plunge with Cooper is dangerous and unknown, and I like what we have now. Why mess that up based on feelings IthinkImighthave?

“Personally, I think you should jump on that dick and ride it all night long.”

My mouth drops open at Maya’s words.

River shakes her head at her friend’s outburst. “And you thought whatIsaid was bad.”

“I’m horny and dick-deprived.” Maya shrugs. “Sorry.”

“Henry Cavill not cutting it?”

“Oh, trust me—Henry Cavillalwayscuts it. I’m just missing an actual penis. The rubber one kind of gets old after a while.”

“But the rubber one doesn’t talk back,” River says.

“And won’t knock you up,” I add.

“Wow. You two just made me feel so much better about having a lonely vagina.”

We all laugh.

“Okay, I have to ask…” River starts when we all calm back down. “Was he a good kisser? Because he justlookslike a good kisser.”

“How does someonelooklike a good kisser?”

“Trust us—it’s a thing,” Maya answers. “Stop avoiding the question. Did he, as my best friend so eloquently put it,tongue-fuckyou?”

Is that what he did when he pressed me against the wall, curled his fingers around my waist, and pressed his mouth to mine like he was born to kiss me?

Yes.

“Oooh. She’s blushing,” River says excitedly, bouncing her brows up and down. “That’s totally a yes.”

“It’s a yes,” I admit quietly. “He’s a really good kisser.”

A really,reallygood kisser…who I want to kiss again.

“I knew he would be. He has those kissable lips,” Maya says.

A spark of jealousy rushes through me at the thought of her ever tasting his kissable lips.

It’s new and unfamiliar, and I don’t know how to feel about it.

She barks out a laugh, holding her hands up. “Easy, tiger. I’m not going to kiss your man. I’m just saying he has nice lips.”

I give myself a mental shake. I’ve never felt possessive over anyone before, not even Cooper.

Over the years, he’s had plenty of girls he’s brought home. Hell, I once watched him basically dry-hump a chick at a bar.

But that was before he kissed me and everything changed.

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