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at the sidewalk. “It’s more private.”
    There was no one on the street to see them, but Cassie didn’t argue. “All right.” Her tongue felt thick, her hands cold. She led the way to the back room. Then, gathering all her courage, she turned to her friend. “I don’t want what happened to—”
    Kyla spoke at the same time. “I’ve been an asshole.”
    Cassie blinked. “What?”
    Kyla’s mouth was bunched in frustration. “We both have. Jordan and me. I’m sorry, Cass.”
    “What for?”
    “For not coming by, not calling all week. Leaving you hanging. It was really shitty. You must think we’re a couple of scumbags.”
    “No.” Cassie shook her head. “I’d never feel that way about you and Jordan.”
    “You’re our friend, and we treated you like some one-night stand.” Kyla shook her head, her eyes cast down in shame.
    “Am I still your friend?” Cassie had to know.
    Kyla’s gaze shot upward. “Of course you are.”
    “I wasn’t sure. I got scared when I didn’t hear from you guys, and I thought…maybe you were angry, or you blamed me…”
    “Blame you? Why?”
    “Well, I started it,” Cassie stammered. “When I kissed you…”
    They were both silent, remembering that kiss. Cassie’s lips tingled, as though experiencing the feel of Kyla’s soft mouth again. The hush between them felt heavy, like the atmosphere preceding a thunderstorm.
    “No,” Kyla said. “It wasn’t your fault. We were all…”
    Again she fell silent. Cassie flashed back to that night and knew Kyla did too.
    “You said you didn’t want to pick it apart. Let’s not. It happened. It’s over. It’s not going to happen again.” Cassie’s throat tightened painfully, and her eyes ached as though she was about to cry. But she hadn’t cried since she was a child and realized that tears never changed a thing.
    Kyla looked at her sharply. “So you—”
    “What?”
    “Nothing.” Kyla gave her head a small shake. “Never mind. You’re right.”
    Cassie’s chest felt like a crumpled paper bag. “Let’s not let this hurt our friendship. You and Jordan are too important to me—”
    “Oh, Cass. Honey.” Ky placed her hand on Cassie’s shoulder, rubbed it soothingly. “Come here.” Kyla pulled her close in a hug. “I’m so sorry. We’ve been so selfish.”
    The fragrance of cinnamon filled her nostrils as Ky stroked her hair. The scent of Kyla’s sweet breath.
    Their gazes locked, and under Kyla’s intense stare, Cassie’s breasts grew full, her pussy heavy and achy. A week ago, Cassie had initiated their kiss, but this time it was Kyla who made the first move. She claimed Cassie’s mouth hungrily, as though she’d been starved for kisses. Her hot, supple tongue danced along the seam of Cassie’s closed lips.
    After an instant of surprise, Cassie responded in kind. Her mouth opened, giving Kyla free rein to tease and play. They lost themselves in kisses until Kyla murmured something into the cavern of Cassie’s mouth.
    Her mouth still clinging to Kyla’s, Cassie said, “What?”
    Ky pulled away, licking her lips as though to capture every bit of Cassie’s flavor. “Jordan.” Her voice was a croak.
    Cassie fell back to reality with a thud. “Jordan.”
    “We can’t— I can’t do this.” Kyla shook her head, her face distraught. “Not without him. It’s like cheating.”
    Cassie’s heart plummeted with disappointment, but she knew Ky was right. “Yes. Does he—”
    “I don’t know. I think he feels bad about it.”
    Cassie’s insides were a cold lump of clay. “He’s sorry?”
    Ky shrugged. “I don’t know what’s going on with him. We’ve been tiptoeing around it all week. It’s the first time since we’ve been together that we haven’t been able to talk.”
    Cassie wanted to throw up. “It’s my fault.”
    “Stop that.” Ky’s voice was sharp. “It’s our fault. Mine and Jordan’s. We’re both too chickenshit to be honest about what we really want.” Her