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“Sage, I distinctly remember every part of that night. You didn’t seem that unwilling. You were practically on top of me.��
“I don’t really remember the details,�� I lied.
He moved his hand from my neck and rested a fingertip on my lips. “But I’ll stick to just kissing these if it makes you feel better. No mark.�� He started to lean toward me, and I jerked away.
“You will not! It’s wrong.��
“What, kissing you, or kissing you in Pies and Stuff?��
“Both,�� I said, feeling my cheeks burn. “If you’re going to attempt something inappropriate—something you said you wouldn’t do anymore—then you could at least pick a better place.��
He laughed softly, and the look in his eyes confused me further. “Okay,�� he said. “The next time I kiss you, I promise it’ll be in a more romantic place.��
“I—what? No! You shouldn’t try at all!”