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gestures for me to fill her up again. I refill us both and she lifts her shot for another toast.
“To new friends that see through you and also know just what to say,” she gives a tear filled smile before slamming back the shot.
I drink to that, I will be whatever she needs me to be. All she has to do is ask. We continue like this until her tears turned into tears of laughter and joy. She is doubled over laughing when her phone chirps with a text. We both look across the room at her purse that is chirping.
“Crap, I can’t feel my limbs,” Kitty giggles. “Nolan, please get my phone.” She says it so sweetly and bats her lush lashes at me. I love the way she calls my real name. She had me at Nolan.
I crawl for her bag and retrieve the phone and crawl back to sit on the floor right next to her. She takes the phone from my hand and I place my head on her shoulder. My hair falls across my face and I brush it back allowing my fingers to brush her smooth skin as well.
I’m almost ashamed to admit I have been letting my hair grow out more like Crush’s… almost. I see how close they are and this look that comes over Kitty’s face when she sees him. Chris and I could be twins, I figure every little thing counts.
Kitty’s body tenses under my head, I’d had only let my eyes droop for a moment. They shoot open the moment I feel her tense and throw the phone down. She reaches for the bottle and pours another shot with a shaky hand. I pull the bottle from her hand and she raises the glass.
“To crap best friends that don’t forget your birthday and just text you to tell you, ‘Happy Birthday Kit. Still need time,’” she slurs and throws the shot back.
I turn to fully face her reaching to brush my fingers across her cheek. “It’s his loss, Kitty. I don’t know everything about what is going on between you two. You can tell me if you want but if you were mine I do anything to make you happy baby,” I reassure her.
Kitty just stares at me looking a little startled. I hold her gaze as I run a finger across her full bottom lip. I know I’m crossing a line right now. Me and the guys take band rules very seriously. There will be consequences for me ignoring the hands off Kitty rule, but tonight I don’t care. Her eyes focus on my lips and I lean into her.
I pause just before my lips meet hers making sure this is okay with her. Kitty lifts a shaky hand and curls her fingers in my hair pulling me to her. A smile tugs at my lips, I am about to kiss Kitty. At least I thought I was, Crush comes crashing in the door stumbling and Kitty jumps back dropping her hand from my hair.
“Hey, more of my true friends this is a great birthday,” Kitty beams playing the whole thing off.
“Hey baby, what are you doing here,” Crush croons as he focuses his eyes on the room.
I am already on my feet heading to the kitchen to run some cold water on my face. That was a close call. Kitty has no idea about the hands off rule but she just saved my butt. I am so frustrated though, I wanted that kiss so bad.
“Rage is helping me have a great birthday that is jerk, best friend free. Well for the most part,” Kitty giggles. “Chris, I think I may have had too much to drink can you call me a cab.”
“Sure sweetheart,” Crush laughs as he bends to kiss the top of her head then plops down on the couch she is sitting in front of. “By the way happy birthday officially, I wish I knew you guys were here I would have come home sooner.”
“Hey, Kitty you’re leaving me already,” I call trying not to sound panicked. “That bottle is not empty yet.”
“Rage, I really don’t think you want me here if I drink anymore,” she laughs.
“I want you here and we’ll help you finish the bottle, but it has to be empty for your birthday wish that’s at the bottom,” I come up with.
“I think I can manage to help a friend out,” Crush laughs.
“Besides, it’s really late and you are pretty gone. You can sleep some of it
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