So, we don’t talk about the kiss.
But I think about the kiss.
I think about how there’s no way in hell Marsh isthatgood of a kisser. It was because he caught me off guard, because I wasn’t expecting it. Any kiss could feel good at that point, right?
I need another test. I need to kiss Marsh again.
I pull up my messages and text Jonah.
Lucy:
We kissed.
Jonah:
????
Jonah:
That was quick.
Jonah:
What happened?
Lucy:
I asked him to kiss me.
Jonah:
Of course you did. How was it?
Lucy:
Perfect?
Lucy:
I just asked him to kiss me like a lunatic and he did like a lunatic. It was while he was getting gas.
Jonah:
You made out at a gas station? Hot.
Lucy:
We didn’t even make out! He barely touched my lips and now I’m horny??
Jonah:
I mean, Marsh gives *good kisser*
Lucy:
Does he??
“Is that still work?” Marsh asks. “Tell them it’s the weekend.”