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I laugh at that, tilting my head up to look into his face

And that’s when someone calls out, "Give ’irapher there, ca inside me freezes

We’ve faked a date, smiled into each other’s eyes at the ball, walked down the street like a couple, but a kiss?

But tohis head just the littlest bit toward ainst his chest, pushing him back, and for a second, I see his eyes widen

"I’m--I can’t--" I start to say, and then with a ht into a waiter bearing a tray loaded with chales) as probably hundreds of dollars of chaet at least fifty bucks’ worth onwet spot down the front of ies spills from my lips

Leaning down, I attelasses, but then there are more clicks, and then I remember I’iven everyone a clear look at ht lasses, and catching a brief glimpse of Miles out of the corner of ?

I have no idea Just away from here, away from all those eyes and lenses, and definitely away froe of the field, and even though everything involving ht as much space between me and the polo field as I can, as quickly as I can

When I step into the barn, I realize that it’s not actually a barn at all, but a fancy garage There are cars parked in here, gorgeous, sleek, expensive cars, and I walk between two of the over the cool surface of a Rolls-Royce as I take a deep breath

That was certainly a freak-out for the books, and I wait to hear Glynnis or Ellie coet back out there and smile for the ca a shadow fro there His hands are loosely clenched at his sides, his chin is tilted down a little, and he’s breathing hard, like he ran to catch up with me

"I’m sorry," I say, and I am surprised to hear how shaky I sound I’m surprised at how shaky I feel Miles opened the door hen he walked in, and now in the sunlight I can see dustin the air between us "I couldn’t do it"

Crossing o on even as Miles et that that’s part of this whole fake dating thing, but a kiss isa kiss is special Maybe not to you, but it is to ht have said next is cut off by Miles’sup to hold my face, and for a second, I’m so surprised that I don’t kiss him back I just stand there with my arms still crossed,the kiss, his hands warhtly calloused, andto drop first toup to clutch at his shirt there at his waist

For a boy I’d once thought was made mostly of tweed, Miles can kiss

We stand there in the barn, wrapped up in each other, and I go up on tiptoes, wanting to get even closer to hiainst his as I finally, finally, give into everything I’ve been trying not to feel since that night in the bothy

When we finally pull apart, I sink back onat him ide eyes

"Wow," I say softly, and he sht at Seb’s club, the one that first cluedthan I’d thought

"A kiss is special to h that I swear I can actually feel itover my skin, and I shiver