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face him. “You can be so shy sometimes, it’s funny. A pretty girl
like you should have more confidence.”
    Me, pretty? Liam scanned my face and then,
unexpectedly, he leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips. My mouth
burned, my heart raced, and my arms and legs began to tingle. If he can do
this to me with one kiss, what happens next? I confusedly thought.
    And then just as suddenly his lips left
mine. His eyes looked down at me with concern. He was so tall that I realized I
was standing on my tiptoes. “More?” he asked softly. “Or do you want to go back
to your friends?”
    “More please,” I said meekly and leaned
forward for another scorching embrace.
     

Chapter Two
     
     “OK missy, details!” Aimee loomed
over me. My brain vaguely registered that we must be in the pull-out couch in
Felicia’s living room. I was still getting used to waking up in a strange
place.
    “What time is it?” I said in a gravelly
voice, shutting my eyes again. Just give me one more hour of sleep, please
God…
    “It’s noon, sleepyhead! I’ve been dying
to hear about your night. You were so exhausted before that I gave you a free
pass. But you’re up now. Spill!”
    I groaned and rolled over. “Aimee
seriously one more hour and I’ll be good.”
    “We have a whole city to explore, brunch
to eat, cupcakes to scarf, and gossip to share. Up, now!”
    The thought of cupcakes perked me up
enough to roll out of bed and go through the process of showering, combing out
my rats nest, and donning my jeans, favorite pink Roxy shirt, and blue sneaks.
Aimee put up her flaxen blonde hair in her signature ponytail as well as a cute
hot pink sundress that nicely fit her curvy frame. Suitably prepared for
interaction with the outside world, we left Felicia a note and crawled out of
her Upper West Side apartment.
    Only diner food would satisfy our massive
hunger. We landed at Metro Diner nearby, a retro place with checkered black and
white tile, red vinyl booths, and traditional comfort food. Aimee ordered a
club sandwich with fries and a strawberry milkshake while I opted for a
traditional eggs, bacon, and toast breakfast with coffee. Aimee thankfully
allowed me a gulp of the strong coffee before she dived in.
    “Don’t even try to be shy with me. I know
you and Liam must have gotten cuddly. You were gone way too long to just be
discussing the weather.”
    I rolled my eyes. “It was no big deal. We
just listened to some records, chatted about music. It was pretty chill.”
    It was Aimee’s turn to roll her eyes. “Quit
withholding. Was there or was there not kissing action?”
    I stared deep into my coffee cup like it
held the secrets to my future. “Yeah, a little.”
    Aimee whooped, causing the nearby patrons
to frown at us with concern. “You go, girl!
    The closest I got to Johnny Nine was
stealing his toothbrush from the bathroom.”
    “Aimee!”
    “Hey, it was the best I was going to get.
But you! You kissed a rock star! This New York experience is definitely working out for you.”
    “Well,” I countered. “He’s not famous
yet.”
    “Famous or not he is smoking . Did
you see the way his jeans clung to his body?”
    Had I seen it? Of course I had. “He’s
actually super interesting too. He knows a lot about music history. And he’s
from the Midwest too.”
    Aimee considered me quietly. “Wow, you
like him! That’s gotta be a first since…Bobby?”
    The mention of his name made my flinch.
The last thing I wanted to talk about was the years of humiliation I’d suffered
being in love with someone who wouldn’t even give me the time of day. Things
with Liam could still go south. I didn’t even want to consider that I could
feel again just as humiliated as I had with Bobby.
    Aimee probably spotted the serious look
on my face because she quit her line of questioning and let me focus on the
greasy, delicious breakfast platter that had just appeared in front of me. We
filled our boots and then plotted our