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Because now her eyebrows are rising, her expression opening with a look I can’t decipher. She’s leaning closer to me, her wet hair brushing my chest as her mouth inches toward mine.

Closer.

And closer.

Her breath skims me, and I lose the ability to think.

Then my brain short-circuits completely when her soft lips brush over mine, then return with a delicate pressure that is…

I don’t know what it is, but holy shit!

Tamara Tan is kissing me.

What do I do?

What do I?—

The question slips away as instincts take over and I tentatively part my lips.

The tip of my tongue skims out for a taste, and that’s when I finally get to live out one of my longest running fantasies.

Her tongue greets mine in a tentative touch, her grip on my wrists tightening. Then she lets out this soft sound, her tongue thrusting forward with an energy that’s easy to match. I shake my wrists loose and cup the back of her head, leaning into the kiss and, for the first time in my life, experiencing what it means to make out.

After all this time, I know what Tammy tastes like. I know what she feels like pressed against my body.

And I want more.

CHAPTER 11

TAMMY

The summer before senior year…

Baxter’s tongue is soft and delicious. The second it skimmed my lips, I opened my mouth. It was an instinctual move, like my body told my brain it’s not required for a while because… I got this.

And I’m happy to let it, because this feels so good.

I don’t know what possessed me to do it.

Curiosity, maybe?

Baxter’s gotten uber hot this summer. I don’t know how it happened, but one minute he was kind of long and gangly, and then over the winter, he bulked up big-time. I nearly lost my mind the first time I saw him shirtless this summer, and it’s taken everything in me to play it cool and not let my attraction show.

But right now, I can’t help myself. This is our last day of summer together, and when he was lying beneath me, looking at me like I was the sun and he would happily spend his life orbiting me, I just had to test my “can we be more than friends” theory.

I could feel him all hard beneath me, and it sent this terrifying, yet addictive, thrill right through me. I obviously turn him on, and I want to know where this leads. I’ve never done it with a guy before. I’m curious, but I’ve never met someone I wanted to go all the way with.

Could Baxter be it?

I mean, he’d be a safe bet, right?

If I was going to lose it to anyone, why not him?

He’s my best friend. We care about each other.

But do you love him?

Of course I do!

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