[Lily]
Atticus leans over the door of his car, inching his body closer to mine in what will end up being a real kiss if I don’t move out of the way.
So I pop open the door with a hard thrust, hitting him directly in the center of his well-formed abs. You’d think with abs like his it wouldn’t make a dent, but he hadn’t been expecting it, so he wasn’t prepared. Instead, his body made a satisfying “oof” sound of air being pushed from his body as he fell backward onto the compact dirt of the trailhead.
“You weren’t serious, right?” I laugh. “Because I’m not going to be blackmailed into kissing you. If you get me arrested, I’ll have no problem telling everyone whose idea it was. Also, I’d rather go to prison than risk Evie killing me because any part of my body touches any part of yours.”
