Page 101 of Hard to Resist

“So, what happened? Did you two make up? Did the magic of the ballet weave your souls back together?”

I peek at Hannah through my fingers. “Maybe I gave him more of the silent treatment and the night was a failed stalemate. Did you ever consider that in your grand plan?”

She snorts. “Yeah, right. You wouldn’t be avoiding the topic this much unless you had something to hide.”

This is the downside to knowing someone for six years.

“We talked a little.”

Hannah says nothing. She just gives me a pointed up-and-down appraisal with her judgmental side-eye and slightly raised brow.

Damn her.

“Fine. We kissed. Okay?”

Bridget squeals, clasping her hands together.

“Knew it.” Hannah’s lips melt into a gloating grin. “Hot make-out sesh, right?”

“I am not going into details.”

“Oh my God. Did you do more than kiss?”

“W-what?” The word stutters out of me.

“Oh, you totally did. You’re still acting all cagey. What aren’t you telling me? Come on, Vee. Gimme the juicy details. I doubt it’s anything I haven’t done before.”

“There are no juicy details.” I take a desperate sip of my mimosa to busy my mouth.

“Liar, liar, pants on fire.” She pokes me in the shoulder. “Did y’all do it in the bathroom? The taxi?”

“Ew, do you know how unsanitary that would be?”

“You had sex with him?” Bridget’s doe eyes bounce between us, like she’s watching some entertaining show play out before her.

“I did not say that.”

In the midst of all our bickering, a shadow falls across the table.

“And here I thought you didn’t kiss and tell, angel.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

VERITY

Cullen?!

“So, you actually decided to show up.” Bridget bounces to her feet and slides around the table to give him a hug.

Something in my stomach curls at the vision of another girl touching my man.

No. Not my man. So not my man.

Ugh.

“My showing ran over, but I have a few minutes to spare before the next one.” He ruffles the top of her head in a brotherly way. “A little more heads-up would’ve helped instead of you dropping me your location randomly.”

“Just you?” She peers around his large frame, searching for someone.

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