“So, you gonna kiss me or not?”
Liv choked on her beer, coughing down the swallow and turning wide eyes on her drinking companion.
Casey shrugged a shoulder, fingering the empty shot glass she’d just downed. “You keep looking at my lips.” Olivia felt a rush of heat when Casey deliberately dropped her eyes to her mouth; she licked her lips self-
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