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“How many people have you kissed, Oakley?”
I shouldn’t be asking. It’s none of my business.
“I…was I that bad?”
“No, sweetheart. You were anything but bad. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”
“With tongue?”
I fight back the laugh that wants to jerk from me and nod. She’s cute as fuck.
“Um…just one.”
Jealousy that has no place being here swims up and sticks like a burr in my throat. “Tommy.”
It comes out gruff, and I have to clear my throat.
She shakes her head no. “Just you.”
My brows climb.
“We kissed but, um, I never wanted to…do that with him.”
This is getting a lot more dangerous for her than it was at first. If she keeps giving me all these little hints and teases, I might just keep her a lot longer than it takes to close this case. A lot longer.
Chapter Thirteen
Oakley
The next day, I hang out with Terry, and we spend the day in her backyard. We hop in the pool a bunch and eat watermelon for a snack. She also helps me order more underwear. I’ve spent most of the day wondering when Waylon is going to come get me to tell me I have to do the walk-through of my apartment. I’m not really looking forward to it at all. I had dreams -bad ones- all night long.
“So…have you and Waylon kissed again?”
My eyes widen, and I suck in breath as my cheeks turn bright red, telling her everything she needs to know.
“Oh my God! You have! Who kissed who? Did you kiss him?”
“No, well, maybe. He said it was something we should do to make everyone think he cares about me.”
Her eyes narrow, “Okay, but you were okay with kissing him, right?”
“I didn’t force her if that’s what you’re getting at.”
I spin around only to find a mad Waylon. Shit. Was I not supposed to say anything? Is he mad at me for telling Terry? He looks mad.
He comes over and takes my hand, pulling me up from the lounger I was lying on before, kissing me right in front of his sister.
“Can you blame me, Waylon? I don’t want you using my best friend.”
“She can tell me no, Terry.” He looks down at me. “You know you can tell me no, right?”
I nod for him. “Yes. I…yes.”
“And you would tell me if you didn’t like my kisses, right baby?”
“Stop calling her baby and acting like all of this is natural and normal and you’re not just using her, Waylon.” Terry seems pretty mad over the fact that I might have kissed her brother. I didn’t really foresee her being really upset over it, but…Maybe I was wrong. “Of course, she wouldn’t tell you your kisses suck because Oakley is way too nice for that. And she wouldn’t tell you to stop when you’re pawing all over her because she is…”
“She can speak for herself, Terry. She doesn’t need you to stand up for her, especially not from me. I would never do anything to hurt Oakley, and I’m a little pissed you think I would!”
