Chapter 3

“Aunt Sarah,” I manage to say, but my heart is racing, and not just from the kissing. She’s been coming in to see me?

“But you always have your nose buried in your phone.”

Kaitlin leans in to give me a peck on the cheek. Another follows, closer to my ear this time. By the time she nips my earlobe, and I feel her hot breath on my neck, I’ve forgiven any of her previous social faux pas in the diner. I shudder just a little.

“I couldn’t just stare,” she whispers, “you’d think I was a perv. Besides, I enjoy watching you sneak peeks at me when you think I’m not looking.”

“You saw that?” I slap her lightly on shoulder. “And you never said anything?”

Kaitlin’s pulls away, but she’s grinning like a fool, and her hand is still warm on my thigh. “I had to see how you interacted with the boys before I was sure.”

“Oh,” I say, before leaning in to that rib-smashing center console again to take Kaitlin’s face in my hands. “Is that all?”