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Ben didn’t budge.

It was as if he was daring me to make a move.

I scooted closer to him, our toes almost touching as I gazed up into his eyes.

Our bodies were inches apart. So were our lips.

It was like we were playing another game of chicken, but instead of the bumpers on our cars we were playing with our bodies. Our mouths, to be more specific.

Who would make a move and kiss the other person first?

Ben seemed to have more willpower than me because I was beginning to cave.

He grinned and glanced down at my lips.

I glanced at his and couldn’t take it anymore.

“Oh, hell.” I reached up, wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed Ben.

A few seconds later he moaned and took over, deepening the kiss.

My legs felt weak.

It was better than I could have ever expected as he pulled me tight against his body.

Zachary never kissed me like that.

Nobody ever kissed me like that.

It was divine.

Don’t stop.

I could kiss him all night long.

But then, just like that, it was over.

Over way too soon.

I panted, out of breath. “What happened? Why did you stop?”

Ben didn’t answer and casually gestured with his head behind me, wincing.

I swung around and froze.

It was Kyle. “What are you two doing?”

Ben and I were frozen.

Kyle’s gaze popped back and forth between me and Lori. “Is this a continuation of what was going on in the photo booth?”

Ben forced a smile. “It’s not what it seems. I lost a bet.”

I crossed my arms. “And here I thought you loved me and wanted to marry me.”

He stared at me, probably wondering where that came from and if I was serious.

Ben chuckled. “Good one.”