Page 906 of One More Kiss
“Yeah, he did!” she blurted out.
I fell back on the bed, my face flushed, and a full-on grin spread across my lips.
“Where did you say he took you?” she asked.
“The Rockslide.”
She looked at me funny. “Is that like his favorite or something?”
I sat up. “I don’t know. Why?”
“No reason.” She shook her head. “It’s just…kind of out of the way, isn’t it?”
I shrugged.
“Hmm. Okay.”
I narrowed my eyes at her. “What?”
She shrugged again. “Nothing.”
“No. Not nothing. What are you implying, Vee?”
Her eyes saddened a little. “It’s just…there are plenty of great pubs and grills around here. Did he see anyone he knew?”
I shook my head. “Not that I know of.” Then I realized where she was going with it. “You think he wouldn’t want to be seen with me.” It wasn’t a question.
“Sometimes jocks can be dicks. And he sounds…nice. But just be careful, okay?” She paused before whispering, “He hasn’t tried to get in your pants, has he?”
My mouth hung open. “What the fuck, Vee?” I snapped.
I was pissed. Daniel wasn’t that type of guy. At least…I didn’t think he was. I guess I wasn’t totally sure since I barely knew him, but I liked being around him. Being with him. I liked him.
“I was just asking.” She at least had the decency to look embarrassed for asking.
Thankfully, Vee’s phone rang, and she had to take it, so she left me alone.
After finishing up a ton of homework, I lay in my bed, staring at the dark ceiling. I could hear Victoria’s rhythmic breathing across the hall. But my mind was anything but ready for sleep. I rolled onto my side, looking out the window at the full moon. I didn’t want to get caught up in whatever this was with Daniel. No one ever gave me this type of attention. Never mind boys, but especially not hot boys.
My stomach dipped a little, and I started to second guess everything from our time together. Was he just messing with me? Trying to get laid? But wouldn’t he be able to sleep with anyone? What would he have to gain from sleeping with someone like me?
I sighed and turned on my music. Daniel had come out of nowhere, and the rush was unlike anything I’d ever felt. I played “Things I’ll Never Say” by Avril Lavigne and closed my eyes, letting sleep take me. And I dreamed…of him.
* * *
Daniel leanedover the passenger seat to open the door for me.
I climbed in and sank down into the leather seats. “Hey.” I offered a smile, doing my best not to check him out too much. It wasn’t an easy feat, and I lost the battle quickly.
He wore gray joggers and a black fitted tee that showed off his biceps and clung to his chest. I swallowed hard. I’d told myself last night that if I were smart, I’d keep this platonic regardless of how attracted to him I was. God knew I needed friends more than anything. And the last thing I needed was to fall for a guy who could crush me with a simple smile and head nod.
“Hey yourself.” He winked, and I swooned and mentally chastised myself. “I just came from the gym; sorry if I stink.”
“You smell great. Fine, I mean. Good. You smell good.”
He stared at me for a moment, and the heat crept up over my neck. All the while, a grin spread across his face. “You’re cute. So, listen. I have something for you. Check it out.”
Did he just call me cute? And then continue on as if he hadn’t just called me cute? Was he high?
