Page 61 of Anyone But Her

Chapter Twelve

Taylor

I pace my room, angry at myself for letting Luke kiss me, not just once but over and over again. And not just on my lips, but on my neck, my shoulder, my cleavage—all places that make me weak.

That must be why I did it. I was weak. I couldn't resist him. He's really hot. He smells good. And he knows how to touch me.

Crap, I'm in trouble. Just thinking about him kissing and touching me has me all hot and tingly again. I can't believe I told him that. Why would I admit that to him?

Getting out my phone I call Birdie. She's one of the few people who knows about Luke and me. She's good at keeping secrets so I knew I could trust her not to tell anyone.

After several rings her phone goes to voicemail. She's home from college but she might be out with her mom. I think she said they were going to the movies, or maybe that was tomorrow. Usually I'm good at remembering what people tell me but after kissing Luke my mind's a mess.

My phone rings. It's Birdie.

"Hey, Birdie."

"Hey, what's up?"

"Are you at the movies?"

"No, that's tomorrow night. You want to come with us?"

"Um, sure. Unless I have to go to the gym. It depends on what my coach says tomorrow. So can you talk?"

"Yeah. What's going on? Are you home yet?"

"We got home over an hour ago. I sent you a text."

"Guess I didn't see it. I was taking a nap outside. My dad bought us a hammock. So anyway, how's living with Luke?"

"I'm never going to survive."

"What do you mean?"

"Remember when I told you I didn't have feelings for him anymore?"

"Yeah."

"I lied."

"Well, duh."

"What do you mean?"

"I knew you still had feelings for him. I could hear it in your voice when you talked about him."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because you were in denial. You wouldn't have believed me if I'd told you. It's one of those things you have to figure out yourself. So how'd you know?"

I pause. "I kissed him."

"You did? When?"

"Just now. In the guest house. But it wasn't just that. I've had feelings for him for months now. That's why I stopped talking to him but the feelings didn't go away."

"What kind of feelings are we talking about?"

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