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Max’s five-o’clock shadow had scratched Jeremy’s face, and he touched his smooth skin now as if he could still feel it Max had cradled his head, and they’d shared breath and a little spit, and it was as perfect a first kiss as he could have hoped for He’d felt safe tucked against Max’s body even though they’d been standing right in the open on the street

If you’re tired, you’re better off getting sohter That’s what Honey always says He’s annoyingly right about stuff

Jeremy smiled in the darkness of his room

Yeah, he’s probably right I just can’t sleep, I guess Feel guilty

As soon as he sent it, regret flooded him Why had he admitted that? Max’s response came quickly:

For what? And don’t say nothing

Jeremy had to smile a little at that He typed back:

You went to all that trouble to take me out and I froze

The reply bubble appeared Then disappeared and reappeared Jeremy’s heart thudded as he waited Then Max replied with:

Dude, it’s cool Didn’t we talk about this already? You’re good

They had talked about it, Max had made him feel better, then Max had kissed him oh my GOD And yet, Jeremy’s brain still circled back It did that a lot when he was trying to sleep, replaying o like they were yesterday In this case, he supposed it was His dad had always said—

Inhaling sharply, Jeree of eht now He gratefully read the new e from Max:

Should have started you with the app instead of a bar Sexting ht be easier for you at first

“Sexting?” Jere me?” He replied:

I’ll be even more painfully aard, I assure you

Max came back with:

You’ve gotta start somewhere It’s not hard, I promise ;)

His heart skipped as he read and reread the text It was true he had to start somewhere, but wasn’t that kiss a start? Even if it hadn’t been real He wrote back:

I would be the worst sexter in history

Max replied:

Worse than Genghis Khan? Because I hear that dude had no game