He runs his hand through his hair and leans forward. “If we do this, we don’t tell anyone,” he says. “Not Maggie. Not Aiden. No one. It’s just between us.” “Fine,” I agree. “One time. That’s it.” “That’s what I said.” “We stop if anything feels weird,” he says. “Define weird,” I ask, and he levels me with a look. “Like when I tell you to sit on my face and you start to giggle,” Shawn answers. “That means it feels weird.” Oh. I squeeze my thighs together. I do want to sit on his face. There’s nothing weird about that. “Okay,” I say, and my voice is barely above a whisper. “That’s fair.” He
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