Page 34 of My Twin Sister's Extremely Famous and Incredibly Hot Neighbor

The second his lips brush mine my whole body comes alive. His lips are warm and tender, and his kiss is slow, like our dance last night. Tingles shoot all over my skin and I have to control myself so I don’t gasp. My heart races.

I know I shouldn’t be kissing Dustin, but I don’t care. I’ve never met anyone like him, and my feelings have been building over the last few days. I can’t help it. He’s too irresistible.

His lips trail to my jawline and a fire ignites under my skin. I can’t take in enough air. The room spins, but I don’t want it to stop. His lips come back to mine, and I melt like chocolate on a warm summer day.

I wrap my arms around him and pull him even closer. I need him right now. He’s quickly becoming a part of me, which frankly does scare me, but right now I don’t want to think about it. I just want to enjoy the sensations that his lips are creating.

My phone chimes, but I ignore it. I don’t want to stop this kiss. I cling to Dustin, craving his lips. He tastes like strawberries, and I wonder if he put on lip balm. My phone chimes again. And again. And about a million more times in close succession.

Dustin pulls back and disappointment descends on me. “Looks like someone wants to chat.”

“I don’t care,” I say, but the mood is already ruined.

Dustin chuckles but steps back from me. “You’d better read your texts.”

I already know who they’re from, and I know what they’re going to say, but I pick up my phone anyway.

“I need to make a phone call,” I say after reading a few of Jera’s texts. She’s freaking out and I need to have a conversation with her.

“If you need privacy, you can go in my den.” Dustin motions with his hand.

“Yes, thank you.” I follow him through his house until he leads me into a room with a desk and a window to his backyard. He closes the door, leaving me alone in the room.

I punch Jera’s contact to call her. She picks up on the first ring. “Mackenzie! What the heck? What happened? You haven’t answered any of my texts or calls.”

“I dropped my phone in the pool.”

“What?!” Jera squeals. “How?”

I start to tell her, but the words stick in my throat, and I can’t. “It’s a long story,” I finally say. I don’t want to admit I got stuck halfway out of her bathroom window or that her neighbor had to rescue me.

“Why did you go to the gala with Dustin Sawyer?”

I gasp. “How did you know about that?”

“Mackenzie, it’s all over the celebrity gossip. Do you know what people say about two celebrities who show up together at a gala? They’re making all kinds of assumptions. They say we’re dating!”

“No,” I insist, panic rising in my chest. “I needed help getting to the gala. He said I could go with him, but it was just as friends.”

“Friends?! You can’t be friends with Dustin. Mackenzie, we’re in the middle of a lawsuit. You can’t talk to him. Plus, he’s a big, fat jerk.”

“I had to, Jera. I’m sorry. All my information was on my phone, and it was completely dead. Dustin said he was going to that gala for the sea turtles. I was stuck. I needed his help.”

Jera lets out an exasperated sigh. “All right. But now that your phone is working again, you can’t talk to him anymore. Okay?”

I look around his den trying to decide if I’m going to confess that I was just making out with him. The seconds tick by and it’s starting to become awkward because I’m not answering her. “Um…” I say to stall.

“What is it?”

“I’m kind of at his house right now.”

“Oh, no. He’s not trying to charm you, is he? Is he pretending to be all nice and stuff?”

“Heisnice,” I say, defending him.

“It’s just an act. You don’t understand. He’s trying to get me to drop the lawsuit. Has he asked you things about the fence?”

My throat goes dry. He did…several times. “I told him I can’t talk about it.”

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