Kenzie's eyes went wide, glittering with excitement. "Really?"
"Yesss," I said, laughing as he spanked me playfully. "You're becoming bad."
"I know you like bad boys so I can be bad for you too," he said with a grin that was trying so hard to be sexy.
It just made him look like a puppy trying to be a wolf.
"You don't have to be anything," I said, and I meant that. "I want you to be you. I like you like that."
Another lie. But what else could I say? That I wanted him to be someone he wasn't? That I wanted him to have Dylan's intensity and fire and the way Dylan looked at me like he wanted to consume me? That I wanted his kiss to make me melt and ache and soaked like Dylan?
I kissed him again before he could see the conflict on my face. This time I put more into it, trying to make myse
