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We headed back onto the dance floor and spent the rest of the evening torturing each other with touches and teases. I made mental notes about the places I touched her that made her gasp, and I made sure to kiss her every chance I got.
By the time we left, it was after midnight, and I decided not to push my luck by inviting her back to my place for time in the hot tub. We could do that next weekend, either before or after s*x.
Or during. I’d never f****d anyone in the hot tub, but I’d always wanted to.
I reminded myself a hundred times before I dropped her off that she might say no. That it wasn’t a guarantee. And that even if she agreed, it didn’t mean we were together. We were best friends who had amazing physical chemistry and were exploring it.
Me being in love with her wasn’t r
