Maya Hughes

“Anything I want, huh?” I ran my fingers over my chin and looked off into the distance. “How about Snowglobes?” I bent down and whispered the word in her ear.

Her cheeks turned beet red and she shoved at my shoulder. “Anything but that!”

“Are you sure? Anything? I’m sure I can come up with something in that same vein. How about Lana?”

Her eyebrow shot up.

“Some things are better backward.”

“It’s too small. I need to find Laura and tell her it’s not going to work.” Ducking her head, she tried to run away. “It looks terrible.”

I rushed after her and caught her elbow. My fingers wrapping around the soft fabric protecting her smooth skin from my touch, an electric spark licking its way up my arm.

“You don’t need to change.”

“You caught me off guard. The dress looks great on you. I just never realized you were hiding those.”