Jennifer Sucevic

Brody throws an arm around my shoulders and tugs me to him.

Davies and I are together!”

I wince as a loud roar tears through the crowd. Brody’s grin widens. Did I seriously think the fiasco with Reed was the most embarrassing thing that could happen tonight?

This feels worse.

I’m going to strangle Brody as soon as I get him alone. This will be the shortest-lived relationship Whitmore has ever witnessed. Just as I’m about to whisper something scathing, he repositions me in his arms and his lips crash into mine.

I gasp in surprise, and his tongue slips inside my mouth, tangling with my own.

There’s something strangely natural about having her smaller one ensconced in mine.

I like it.

And I like her.