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“Oh,” Drew replied.

“I want us to be alone, Drew.”

“I’ll get the check, then.”

Drew knew they wouldn’t have sex that night. Even if Selma was ready, Drew wasn’t sure that she was. This thing with Selma felt so right to her. She wasn’t about to mess it up by taking things too quickly.

When they got back to the hotel, Drew walked Selma to her room first and kissed her on the cheek before she went into her own room and packed as fast as she could, making her way down the hall with everything from her room and knocking on Selma’s door. Selma opened it right away, almost as if she’d been standing right there, waiting for Drew to knock, and Drew moved her stuff inside the room. She’d changed into her sweatpants and T-shirt back in her own room to make things less awkward and noticed that Selma had also changed into her sleep clothes.

“So? Want to watch a movie? It’s still kind of early,” she suggested as she set her backpack on the empty desk chair.

“You kissed me on the cheek,” Selma said.

“What?”

“At the door, you kissed me on the cheek.”

“Yeah. Was that not okay?”

“Did you do that because of me, or because that’s what you wanted?”

“It’s our first date, and we’re sharing a room tonight… I didn’t know what to do, honestly. But if you’re asking me what I wanted to do – I wanted to kiss you for real.”

“Will you, please? I’ve pretty much wanted to kiss you for a decade, Drew Oakes.”

Drew was several feet away from Selma, who was still over by the door she’d closed behind her, so Drew moved to her quickly and had her pressed against it in seconds.

“My pleasure,” she replied, cupping Selma’s cheek before she leaned in the rest of the way and pressed her lips to Selma’s.

It didn’t take long for Selma to return the kiss. Drew’s free hand went to Selma’s hip, and Selma’s arms wrapped around Drew’s neck, keeping her close. Drew deepened the kiss and heard a little moan fall from Selma’s full lips. She captured the bottom one between both of her own and sucked on it a little, feeling Selma’s hands move into her hair, likely messing it up, but Drew didn’t care. The only thing she cared about was this kiss. Nothing else mattered but Selma’s lips on hers.

“God, you’re a good kisser,” she said and pressed her lips back to Selma’s a second later.

“So are you. I don’t want you to stop.”

“Selma…”

“I don’t mean that. I’m not ready for that tonight. But can we move to the bed and just do this for hours? I don’t want a movie. I want this. I’ve waited so long for this.”

“Whatever you want,” Drew said and kissed her again.

CHAPTER 26

“Hi,” Drew said, walking up behind Selma in the bathroom and wrapping her arms around her middle.

“Hi,” Selma greeted as she packed up her toothbrush and toothpaste after brushing her teeth. “God, my lips are so swollen right now.” She shook her head.

“I did that,” Drew stated proudly.

“I’m pretty sure I had something to do with it, too.”

“Yes, you did.” Drew kissed her on her bare shoulder. “And I did this, too.” She ran her fingertip over the spot she’d just kissed.

“Did what, exactly?”

“Gave you a hickey here.”

“What? Drew!” She leaned forward to look at the spot in the mirror.

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