Page 50 of Whiskey & Honey

“Oh and I have a few rules before you decide.”

That has my attention and I raise a brow at him while I tug my lower lip between my teeth.

“Rule number one is that we put an end date to this secret friendship. It’s Halloween now so I say Christmas break. If, by the time we let out for Christmas break, we haven’t gotten sick of each other and are ready to take this to the next level, we come clean with everyone.”

I start to tell him that’s two months of secrets but before I can utter a word, he places a finger to my lips to stop me.

“Rule number two, benefits are totally fine in the whole getting to know each other. What do you say?”

“Benefits?” I sputter out in response. Surely he can’t mean for us to be friends with benefits.

With a sly smile and a hand on my hip, with the other making its way up my back slowly, he leans forward. “Oh yeah. Lots of benefits.”

This time, it’s me who stops with a finger to the lips. “Kissing. Only kissing.”

“I promise to only use my mouth.”

Before I can respond he’s kissing me again, and while I’m quite certain I’ve just made a deal with the devil, I’m also quite certain I don’t care.