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“Irritated is when you get sand in your shorts. Angry is when someone pulls your shorts down in front of people on the beach.”

“Oh. So, you’re irritated by the fact that I kissed you.”

“No, I’m irritated that you’re messing up our bestie-dom.”

“Bestie-dom?”

“You know, that kingdom where we’re BFFs and get to do lots of fun stuff together with no sexual tension.” She looks at me like I should already know what she’s talking about. “And now there’s sexual tension!” She shoves my shoulder again. “Out. Get out. I need to think. And my ice cream is melting. Out!” She pushes me toward the door.

“Are you serious?” I go where she shoves me, but under protest.

“Totally. I need to think. By myself. Out.”

She shoves me through the doorway and I turn to face her in the hall. She slams the door in my face.

Well, damn.

I go back downstairs, and find Henry waiting by the elevator. “How is she?”

I scratch my nose. “I’m not sure.”

“Is she all right?”

“Oh, she’s fine.”

“What happened?”

“She threw me out.”

Henry grins.

“It’s not funny.”

He belts out a guffaw. “Oh, sure it is.” He laughs out loud some more. “You did something stupid and she kicked you out. What did you do?”

“I kissed her.”

“Ohhhh,” he says. And he nods like he understands, but I still don’t understand anything. Nothing at all.

“What do I do now?”

“Depends.”

“On?”

“On what you want.”

“I know what I want.”

“What’s that?”

“Her. I want her and all that crazy BFF-penis-ice-cream-shovel funniness that’s her. I just want her.” I want a chance to get to know her. I want to ask her out. I want to find out who she is. “This is strange.”

“Very.” Henry stares at me. “Are you drunk?”

“No.”

“Maybe you should start there. That always helps.”


Tags: Tammy Falkner The Reed Brothers Romance