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I had to admit, these parties were letting me live out my Disney Princess dreams and I wasn’t mad about it.
Carter was red, Heath was blue… “What’s your color?” I asked Royce. He shrugged. “That’s one secret I’ll never tell.” I snort-laughed. “Okay, Gossip Girl. Where’s Nate?”
“Here, I’ll put it in writing so there’s no miscommunication.” Squinting, I looked down at the note. I like you. I think about you naked all the time. I wanna be more than friends. I might already love you.
“What if I told you I was the one destroying the pillow wall every night?” He dipped his head but glanced at me through his long lashes. “Because every time I did, you would snuggle into me almost immediately, and I liked to pretend for a couple of hours that you were mine.”
“I’m scared,” he confessed in a whisper, “that I won’t be able to go back to being friends after I kiss you.” “Good,” I replied, bringing my hands up to cup his face. “I don’t wanna be your friend anymore, either.” Then I closed the gap between us, our lips brushing in the softest caress imaginable.
“Squirrel, baby, I can safely say…I never want to be your friend again.”
Fucking Nathaniel Essex and I were scary alike in some ways.