Dare to Kiss (The Maxwell Series Book 1)

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Kids were staring.
    “Don’t make a scene. My father will cream your ass.” Becca laid delicate fingers on Kelton’s biceps.
    His handsome face darkened into a frown. “I’m not letting you down until you apologize.”
    I wasn’t buying his feigned pouting. “Apologize for what?” My voice hitched higher.
    He lowered me until my feet touched his. “The longer I hold you, Gorgeous, the harder I’m going to get, if you catch my drift.”
    Every muscle in me tightened. The crowd behind Kelton parted and Kade strode up.
    “Let her go, Kel,” Kade said. “Her dad is coming this way. I don’t want any trouble.”
    “I’d say you’re screwed.” I grinned.
    “I just want an apology. She called me a jerk, and I was being nice,” Kelton said.
    “Poor baby.” I stuck out my lower lip.
    Kade shot me a glare, jaw clenched. Then his eyes softened, as though he were pleading with me to give Kelton what he wanted. It was clear to me Kade didn’t want to make a scene. I didn’t either, but I couldn’t help myself. Kelton was a pain in the butt.
    People were staring. “Fine. I’m sorry, Kelton.”
    “I don’t like your tone, but I’ll let you off the hook for now. Besides, I’ll have plenty of time to get under your skin, anyway,” he drawled, the muscles in his face relaxing. Asshat.
    He relaxed his arms, and I slowly backed away into a solid wall of muscle.
    “What the hell, Kelton?” Becca grabbed his arm, dragging him away.
    “Hey, Sweet Pea,” Dad said from behind me. “Are you okay?”
    I nodded at Kade before turning to Dad. A deep line creased the spot between his eyebrows.
    “I’m good. Just a little bantering with one of the ball players—you know how guys can be.”
    “Who’s the boy?” Dad asked, gesturing at him with his chin.
    “Kade’s brother. Believe it or not, there are two more of him—triplets.”
    Dad harrumphed. “Do I have to be worried about them?”
    “Da-a-ad. We’re not having this conversation right now.” No way. Not in a room full of high school kids .
    “Hey, Kade,” he said, looking past me. Was Kade still behind us? Oh, God. Was he stalking me ?
    “Mr. Robinson,” Kade answered.
    The band began their sound check, and the fans made their way to the front of the stage.
    “I need to run. I’m sure you want to hang out with your friends. The band did great their first set. Why don’t you say hi to Lenny?”
    “Sure, Dad.”
    “I’ll see you in the morning,” he said in a low voice. He didn’t like people knowing our business either, especially when I stayed home alone. My mom and sister were home by themselves when they were murdered. “Don’t stay out too late.”
    “Sure, Dad.”
    He kissed me on the forehead, and then he was gone.
    I was about to move when Kade whispered, “I just want to talk.”
    I shivered. Oh hell.
    For a second, I thought of turning around to read him the riot act. Instead, I leaned into his chest, twisting my neck so his lips were an inch from mine. A jolt of lightning zinged through me. “Can I at least spend a few minutes with my friend? And I have to talk to the band before they go on again.”
    His mouth slid to my ear again, the feel of his hot breath blanketing me with goosebumps. “Why? Do you know them?”
    “Yes.” I was now waving at Lenny, who was watching me. Maybe he did remember me.
    “You do?”
    My body tensed. “Do you think I’m lying?”
    He laughed softly. “When it comes to you, Lacey, I don’t know what to think.”
    “If you don’t believe me, why don’t you come with?”
    “Now that I have you, I’m not sure I should let you go,” he whispered.
    At any second my solid state of being would be nothing more than a bowl of red-hot liquid. “Kade, I promise I won’t tell anyone I gave you the black eye.” Although I’d already told Becca.
    He chuckled. “I don’t care if you broadcast it to the world.”
    Was he proud of a girl giving him a shiner ?
    “Let’s go visit your

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