Chapter 6
“You did what?!” Jackie cried, throwing herself into the chair in Maggie’s room.
“I kissed him,” Maggie repeated slowly, sitting on the edge of her bed replaying the events in her mind.
“You kissed him?” she asked again in disbelief.
“There’s no need to be repetitive,” Maggie sighed in frustration.
“You’re really telling me that you kissed him?” she asked, needing to hear it just one more time.
“I couldn’t help it,” she said, laying back and burying her face in her pillows.
“You couldn’t help it?” she said, shaking her head.
“He was so handsome and sweet and sad.” She could still see his face as they sat there.
“What are you going to do now?”
“Go to dinner with him.”
“Dinner?”
“Yes,” Maggie said with a smile.
“Usually you do dinner before making out with the guy.”
