"Uh-huh." I batted Elec's hand away from my face. "Only when both parties agree to it."
He reached for me again and I rolled my eyes.
"Touch me again and I will remove your lips," I threatened.
Elec chuckled, leaning back against the locker bank as he dropped his hand.
"That's definitely at odds with what you were saying last night."
I jammed my lock closed and flung my book-bag across my shoulders.
"Yes, well," I sniffed, "that was before you took it upon yourself to make out with my best friend directly in front of me."
He followed me as I attempted to storm off, his long legs making it easy for him to keep up with my stiletto-shortened stride.
"Hey, you were off somewhere with Cameron earlier," he said all too reasonably. "You and I both know that kisses don't mean much."
I rounded on him, his chest ramming into my index finger as I brandished it at him.
"At least Cameron is straight. Hallie is a lesbian. You were making out with my lesbian best friend!" My voice climbed in pitch.
Elec, with the blond curls and deep velvet-brown eyes, the strong jaw and slight stubble, had the nerve to look amused. The rat!
He captured my hand.
"As I said, Rena. Kisses mean nothing."
I jerked away, careful to keep my eyes on the linoleum as I put him behind me.
Only a few days before, I would have said he was right.
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