The Kiss Keeper

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“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” Lara and Marcus cheered.

Leslie crossed her arms. “That’s the dare.”

Natalie gave him a nervous smile. “A quick kiss couldn’t hurt.”

Quick kiss. Okay, he could do this. He leaned in and pecked her lips.

Bing, bang, boom! Done.

Leslie groaned. “Oh my, God! You guys look about as comfortable kissing as two thirteen-year-olds before they have to give it up for the Kiss Keeper. After five months and six days, you have slept together, right?”

In a flurry of awkward responses, Natalie said yes just as he’d shot back a resounding no.

“So, you have, or you haven’t?” Leslie demanded.

Natalie nodded emphatically. “We have. We totally have. Remember that time we had intercourse at that…hotel?”

They could not screw this up. That stink-eyed Leslie already seemed to be on to them.

He nodded to his fake girlfriend. “Yeah, and then, there was that time we had intercourse in a…bed,” he added and immediately wanted to head-butt himself.

Intercourse? What was this? High school sex ed?

They sounded like idiots.

“Twice? That’s it?” Leo questioned.

“That was just…one day. We like to do it several times a day,” Natalie countered with a nonchalant wave of her hand.

He turned to her. “We do?”

She nodded, her eyes begging him to go along. “We do.”

He turned to Leslie and Leo and plastered on a cocky grin. “We do.”

Leslie’s features hardened. “Then let’s see a real kiss. It can’t be hard for you guys, especially if you’re screwing multiple times a day.”

Natalie twisted the belt of her trench coat. “Sure, we can—”

But before she finished whatever the hell she was going to say, he cupped her face in his hands, leaned in, and the earth shifted off its axis.


♥ The Kiss Keeper is a stand-alone romance.

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