Kissing the Bad Boy
He leaned in and I found myself frozen and unmoving.
"So, is your girlfriend okay with this whole practice kissing thing?" I blurted just as our lips were an inch apart.
He was irritated. His grip on my face tightened slightly before he let go and pulled away.
"Girlfriend?" he breathed.
"Yeah, the redhead that was with you last time?"
"...Oh, Red? Nah, she's not my girl. She's just a friend,"
“Red?”
“Ava’s her name, but I call her Red,”
"Oh, well, you guys seemed friendly, so..."
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