“I’m sorry.” We both laughed.
“Oh my God! Remember this?” Ruby pointed to her name underGirl Most Likely to Get in Trouble with the Police. “Thanks for the vote of confidence, dickheads.”
“Your mouth did get you into trouble.”
“And today?” She gave me a knowing grin.
“Today you use it only for good causes.” I smirked and guided her hand to the hardness forming in my jeans.
“God, you’re so easy,” she said, laughing and pulling her hand back. “Let’s see what they said about you.”
She flipped through the pages and found it. “Boy Most Likely to Geek It Through Life. Dickheads.”
“Basically,Boy Most Likely to Stay a Virgin,” I said.
“Ugh. They knew nothing. You know Heather—the one who was in charge of this crap? Divorced already.”
“Not surprised.”
“Come here, geek it for me, virgin.” With her hand on my nape, she pulled me into a kiss.
“Ever think about it?” I asked when we broke to breathe. “Us, back then, losing our virginities to each other?”
“Of course I have,” she said, like it was the silliest question ever.
“I mean ... how do you think about it?”
“In the sense that I made the right choice. I wouldn’t have wanted it to be anyone else.”
“Why?”
“Because I can read the room.” She smiled. “And by room, I mean people.”
“So not even one of those guys you had a crush on?” I teased.
“Nope. All the hot ones are full of themselves.”
“You’re a hot one,” I reminded her. I suspected that deep down, Ruby still thought of herself as ordinary. She wasn’t. Not even back when her looks fit the part.
“Maybe now,” she said softly. “I think the way you grow up shapes you. I might’ve been full of myself if things had been different. But you wouldn’t have been. You’re too good for all that crap, Sebastian. You’re too good for—” She cut herself off.
“For what?”
“Nothing. Come here.”
She kissed me again, hungry and fierce this time, and I was a goner.
To my surprise, her position of choice was missionary.
19
Ruby
“WELL, I DESERVE THAT,” I mumbled, pushing my second morning coffee cup away from me.
Sebastian looked up from scrolling something on his tablet on my couch. The man had every device size possible. “Deserve what?”
“What happens when I try to avoid my mom. She’s coming. Didn’t ask. Just announced. They want to see the renovations and ‘help’.” I rolled my eyes.
