Page 52 of Secret Puck
“You know what I mean.”
“All right. If that’s what you want.”
I let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you.”
“What the hell did you do to my lips?” He rubs at them again and I bite back a laugh and run a thumb over the tender skin. It’s red and irritated, but his lips look nice and full, so I guess the stuff works.
I press my lips to his. A chaste kiss, but I linger, enjoying the feel of him being so close and his mouth against mine. Thirty seconds into this, and I’m already having a hard time keeping my hands off him around other people. He makes a little humming noise when I pull back.
“You expect me to keep this a secret?” He shakes his head. At least I’m not alone in wanting to jump him.
I take a step back as Maverick approaches.
“Hey, you two.” He looks from Heath to me with a big smile and then sniffs the air. “Is that… romance I smell?”
Heath smirks at me. Busted.
“Well, so much for keeping it from everyone.” I huff a laugh.
We do a slightly betterjob of staying apart after we make Mav swear to secrecy. With a butt squeeze and a whispered promise to find me later, Heath goes with Maverick to play Xbox and I find Reagan.
She’s sitting in a folding chair in a circle of people, but she’s quiet, playing with the label on the beer bottle in her hand. I grab a chair and pull it up beside her.
“Hey, are you okay? You look a little bummed.”
“Sam, the guy I went out with last week, was supposed to meet up with me tonight, but he flaked.”
“Oh, babe, I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine. He was kind of boring, but it still hurts to be blown off.” Her shoulders rise and fall with a big sigh. “And the worst part is I’m still not over…” She pauses and fidgets with her beer again.
“Are you ever going to tell me who it is?”
“No, probably not.”
“Well, at least tell me what it is about him that has you so spun up?”
“He’s smart and caring.” She bites her lip. “And so hot. Have you ever been totally into a guy and no matter how hard you try to move on, you can’t stop hoping he notices you?” She groans. “I just realized how pathetic I am. God, I hate being the girl who can’t even enjoy the party because of a boy.”
“No, I totally get it. Been there.”
“I think you’re there now.” She smiles, dimples popping out. “At least with you and Heath, it’s mutual. You kissed again, right? He had gloss all over his face.”
“Listen, can we keep that between us for now? I don’t want my brother all up in my business with this.”
“I won’t tell him, but good luck hiding it—you’ve got a ridiculous grin on your face just talking about him.”
“I do?”
She nods.
“You know what? You helped me earlier by introducing me to guys, let’s do the same for you now.”
“I already know all of these guys.”
“Humor me? Maybe you were too caught up in this other guy to notice how great some of these other boys are.”
“You think?” She looks so hopeful.
