“Cupcakes,” I gasped, my knees threatening to knock together as Trent chuckled against the shell of my ear and Bubba and Becca drew closer. “Who doesn’t love cupcakes?” Trent laughed, the sound so warm it lit me up from the inside out. Then he blew on my ear, and the magic was lost. I jerked back as he gave my hip a parting squeeze, placed what felt suspiciously like a kiss to the top of my shoulder, and released me. I missed his touch the second it was gone.
