"I'm sorry if I overstepped. I know kissing wasn't part of the deal tonight but I didn't know how else to deal with her. I've made it clear on a ridiculous number of occasions that I have no interest in her," he says, seemingly completely unaffected by the kiss.
I just nod and joke, "It's fine, but now you might owe me a silent auction item."
I want him to laugh at my lame attempt at a joke because that would shake away the s****l tension I'm feeling from the kiss but instead he says, "Sure, pick whichever and keep up with the bidding."
"Mr. Conti, I'm joking! You don't owe me anything for one kiss," I say, like he's crazy for making the offer.
"I don't ever owe people, so come up with something and let me know," he says, getting distracted by someone he sees in the distance.
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