Unknown:We should rehearse the kiss.
I read the words over and over again, confused. Just as I was about to put my phone down, it dinged again.
Unknown:Isn’t that a big part of this stuff? Romeo kissing Juliet.
Landon. Of course.
Me:How did you get my number?
Landon:I have ways of finding things out.
Raine.
Obviously.
Landon:So what do you say? The kiss? You skip over it every day at rehearsal, so if you want to practice on our own, I’m fine with that.
Me:I’m good, actually.
Landon:You can show me how good you are. With your tongue, your lips, your hips, your lips...
Me:You said lips twice.
Landon:Two different sets of lips, Chick.
My stomach flipped and turned as I repeatedly read his words. A slight tingle found its way between my thighs, and I tried my best to ignore it.
Me:You’re so vulgar.
Landon:And you’re so perfectly neat.
Me:Shouldn’t you be sleeping?
Landon:Shouldn’t you?
Touché.
Landon:I can come pick you up now if you want. We can practice at my place.
Me:Probably not a good idea.
Landon:Some of the best ideas are the bad ones. Obviously, neither of us can sleep tonight. What do you have to lose?
Me:My mind apparently.
Landon:We don’t even have to rehearse. I was only half kidding about the kissing thing, anyway, trying to get under your skin. We can talk. Or not. We could sit in the same room, not saying shit at all.
I glanced over to my sleeping cousin and swallowed hard. WWED—What Would Eleanor Do? Well, for starters, she’d tell me to go to sleep. She’d say a tired brain isn’t a good brain to make decisions with.
But wise Eleanor wasn’t available in that moment. She was sound asleep. She didn’t have the ability to tell me anything, so I listened to my heart instead of my head.
I texted him the address, and then...
I held my breath.
14Landon
I’d read the love language book twice already.