“What’s your problem? Huh?” I screamed. She panted underneath me. Her chest rising and falling. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I swallowed, feeling weird and tingly and not half as furious as I should be. And it sucked, because even though I hated her, I didn’t hate her body. “Kiss me.” She licked her lips, her dark gaze dropping to my mouth. “What?” I asked, confused. She tried to wiggle free, laughing. “Kiss me, you dumbass. I want you to be my first.”