Chapter Fifteen
Jessica felt her face flame. She’d just been thinking about what it would be like to kiss Ethan. He just looked so…yummy sitting on the log next to her, firelight playing across his face. Sure, he was laughing at her crystal—usually a black mark against a guy—but her crystal seemed to like him.
And now it was swinging strongly in the “yes” direction to his question about kissing. She quickly dropped it into its bag and yanked the drawstring closed. “That’s enough of that.”
But Ethan wasn’t so quick to dismiss it this time. “You really need to respect your crystal more,” he teased.
“Of course I respect my crystal. That doesn’t mean I do everything it says. It might just be picking up on—“ She broke off abruptly.
“Hmm, picking up on what? The fact that you want to kiss m
