From the Top (Central State, #2)

by Jaqueline Snowe

I don’t have to be anywhere for an hour, so I’ll be on fuck-patrol.”

Cami was bold, but that rubbed people and insecure men the wrong way.

DELETE THE LIST, CAMI.

I’m not friends with people who think the absolute worst of me.

I didn’t like Skittles in the rainbow color. I put them in my least favorite to most.

SAME!!

I never wanted her to feel threatened by my body.

It made my skin prickle with vulnerability,

“Then I can kiss you now. No wait,” I said, my face burning. “Can I? I mean, can I kiss you now?”

“Freddie, stop staring at me and do it.”

That despite this being the best, it was terrifying in its own way?

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, okay? Kissing you, seeing you like this? It’s enough for me.”

The comfort, the trust, the looking forward to seeing your person.