“Did he…” Macy gasps out after he shuts the door behind him. “It’s not a big deal,” I assure her. “Flint just…” Apparently the word is still failing her, because she taps her cheek in the same spot where Flint kissed mine. “It’s not a big deal,” I say again. “It’s not like he planted one on me or anything. He was just being friendly.” “He’s never been friendly like that to me. Or anyone else I’ve seen.” “Yeah, well, you’ve got a boyfriend. He’s probably afraid Cam will kick his ass.”
