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“It’s a nickna “I like it better than Rafe”

“You’re wrong” I prop a hand on my hip “Rafe is much better I want to talk to you”

I point at Car him away from the others We walk past the food table loaded doith shrimp and crab and then move around a corner where we can have some privacy

“Are you always this forward?” Carmine asks

“Sure What’s the point in being anything else?”

His brown eyes narrow, and he looks ain, I’ in the boob department

I should have stuffed this stupid bra with so to make me look…fuller

“What did you want to talk about?” he asks

“I don’t want to talk I want to do this” Before he can reply, I boost myself up onto my toes and press my mouth to his He squeaks in surprise, but he doesn’t pull away

I drop back onto my heels and stare up at him Holy shit, for a first kiss, that was fun

Really fun

And he didn’t even use any tongue

“Look, Nadia—”

“Gotta go”

I turn and hurry away, suddenly embarrassed and not sure what to say I just wanted to kiss him To see what it was like

And now, I know

It was freaking awesome

I smack into a hard chest When I look up, my eyes meet my father’s

“What are you up to, little one?” he asks

“Nothing” I shake my head “I was just—”

“Do you knoho that is?” he interrupts Of course, he knows He always knows It’s so annoying

“Who?”

“That boy you ith”

I shrug a shoulder “Carmine”

“Carmine Martinelli” I feel my eyes round I’ve heard my father talk about that family before “I want you to stay away from him And his brothers Is that understood?”