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Katie lets me go and hugs him again. “You too.”

Trent pulls back and looks at me. “Nice to meet you, Michael. Treat this one good.”

He points to Katie and disappears into the crowd.

Katie turns back to me, her hand settling against my chest. “Hi.”

I take her wrist and bring her with me to the couch. I sit and pull her into my lap, lifting her legs beside me. My hand moves up her side, over her ribs, higher, until it closes lightly around the front of her neck, my thumb resting just beneath her jaw.

“So, let me guess.”

She looks at me, breath catching just enough. “What?”

“He was your first.”

“What are you talking about?”

“The way you hugged him. The way you looked at him.” I hold her there, eyes on hers. “You lost your virginity to him.”

Chapter 36

Katie

“No.”

“Come on, Doll,” he says. “You don’t have to lie to me.”

“I’m not lying.” I peel his hand off me. “And you sound jealous as fuck.”

His jaw tightens, then eases.

“You dated him for two years and didn’t fuck?”

“I was in high school, Michael.”

“Katie,” he says, almost smiling, “I was definitely fucking in high school.”

I stare at him, heat already creeping up my neck. Of course Michael Amato wasn’t making out in the bleachers and calling it a night.

“Well, I wasn’t.”

His hand slides along my thigh.

“So you really were a good girl. What about after that?”

“No. We’re not doing this. Come on.”

I push up off his lap and grab his hands, trying to haul him with me. He doesn’t move. Instead, he pulls me back down.

“Katie,” he says against my ear. “I’m not done with this conversation.”

“I am,” I say, firmer this time. I slide off his lap again. “Michael whatever-your-middle-name-is Amato, get your ass up and dance with me.”

He laughs.

“Fine.”

This time, he stands without making me fight for it. I lace my fingers through his and start pulling him toward the floor.