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“You know, it hit me about an hour ago why you needed ideas for casual and fun places to go.”

“So you decided to spy on me?”

“No, I came down here to pick up dinner, and then I saw you two down at the pier andthendecided to spy on you.”

“You’re worse than our parents.”

“You should have kissed her.”

“Maybe I would have if I hadn’t been interrupted by a phone call.” Ellie walked around the car and opened the door. She looked at Mason over the top of the car. “Don’t you need to get your food home?”

“I do, but just know this conversation isn’t done, okay?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Mason’s eyes sparkled as they often did when she was teasing. “You know I’m your favorite sister.”

“Not right now. It’s Blake.” Ellie winked, letting Mason know she was teasing. She waved goodbye before getting into the car and pulling out of the parking spot to head home.

All the while, she let Mason’s comment ring through her mind.

You should have kissed her.

“Yeah,” Ellie sighed as she gripped the steering wheel, “I should have.”

Chapter 14

Sadie

Two days had passed, and yet Sadie still couldn’t think of anything but how she’d almost kissed Ellie.

Again.

Sadie had kissed people before, so it wasn’t like it was new to her. What was new, though, was Ellie. There was just something different about her. She wasn’t like the girl Sadie had dated back in Florida, and she wasn’t like Penny—definitelynot like Penny. Ellie was a better person than Penny all around. Their only similarity was that Sadie hadn’t kissed either of them.

Their main difference was that Sadie wanted to kiss Ellie—desperately. It was all she’d been able to think about for days, ever since Ellie had sexily climbed up the trellis to check on her. No one had ever cared enough about Sadie to do that—well, her mom, sure. And Charlie. And Chase.

But they were family.

They had to love her.

But Ellie didn’t.

Not that Ellie loved her. Sadie knew it was way—way—too early to be thinking about that. They weren’t even dating. They hadn’t even gone on one date. Well, not officially. Sadie had overthought their arcade date the other day to the point she had spiraled the night before wondering if the reason she hadn’t heard from Ellie was because she hadn’t kissed her.

Ugh.

Sadie knew better than that. Ellie wasn’t that shallow. She wasn’t Trevor.

But why hadn’t Ellie kissed her? Why hadn’t Sadie kissed her? Sadie didn’t know the first answer, but she knew the second.

She was scared.

Scared she wouldn’t kiss her right.

Scared she was misreading Ellie.

Just… scared.