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around Marlee’s neck, rocking her hips forward, pressing their bodies together. “You’re the reason I asked for lingerie. I thought if you saw me wearing something sexy, then you’d want me.”
    “Want you?” Marlee eyes Cadence’s body tentatively, finding it hard to believe that the inexperienced teen actually understands the gravity of the words that are coming out of her mouth. “You have no idea how dangerously alluring you’re becoming.”
    “Are you attracted to me, Marlee?”
    She has a hopeful smirk on her face, her bottom lip pinched between her teeth. Dear god, she’s so drunk. Her pupils are dilated, looking like saucers in her gleaming chocolate irises.
    “Oh, darling.” Marlee glides her hands around Cadence’s tiny waist, so certain that she won’t remember any of this in the morning. “Very.”
    Cadence giggles happily, swaying her hips, rubbing herself onto Marlee.
    Marlee takes a deep breath. “Now you must get into bed.” She pushes Cadence down onto the mattress, making her giggle again. “It’s definitely past your bedtime.”
    “Will you lie with me?”
    When she rolls onto her side, her breasts push together, forming a small ‘v’ of cleavage.
    Marlee notices.
    They’ve shared a bed together more times than either of them can count, ending so many nights with soft, warm cuddles.
    Nevertheless, “I don’t think so, sweetheart.” Marlee pulls the covers over her. “Not tonight.”
    She perches on the side of the bed and bends to kiss Cadence goodnight—on the cheek, as she always does—but this time, the alcohol makes Cadence brave. A second before Marlee’s lips make contact, she turns her head, pressing their lips together instead.
    The peck lingers much longer than usual, until Marlee comes to her senses and pulls away from Cadence’s soft pink mouth.
    “Goodnight, my darling.”
    “Goodnight, my Marlee,” Cadence mumbles sleepily. “I’ve waited so long for this.”
    “For what, love?”
    No answer.
    Cadence is already asleep.
     

Chapter Five

     
    Cadence is snoring when Marlee breezes into her bedroom and opens the drapes, morning sunlight streaming in. As a dazzling beam of light hits the bed and rouses Cadence, she grunts and covers her face with her pillow.
    “Too early.” Her voice is muffled beneath the pillow. “Come back tomorrow.”
    Marlee budges Cadence over and sits on the bed, reaching for her hand, kissing her fingers. “How’re you feeling?”
    “My head hurts.”
    “I’m not surprised.” Marlee peels the pillow away from her, releasing her makeup smudged face to the horrors of daylight.
    “Is my father very angry?” Cadence squints, putting up a hand to shield her eyes from the sun’s frightful glare.
    “I’m sure a sincere apology will go a long, long way.” Marlee squeezes her hand. “And I’ll explain that it was my fault. I’ll say you walked in on—”
    “No,” Cadence doesn’t wait for her to finish. “I don’t want him to be cross with you as well. It’s okay that he thinks I ruined my debutante party deliberately. It doesn’t matter. I don’t want him to know that I … because you …” She has difficulty articulating herself.
    “I didn’t mean to upset you last night, love.” Marlee bends forward and runs her fingers through Cadence’s tangled hair. “You shouldn’t have seen—”
    “Were you shagging Rachel?”
    In the face of a momentary flare of panic, Marlee attempts to take that question in her stride. Contemplating the answer she’s going to give, she leans across Cadence’s chest and tilts her head, blocking out the sun. If they’re going to have this conversation, they’re damn well going to have it while looking at one another properly, not squinting.
    In the end, though, she can’t quite seem to find the right words. She nods slowly.
    “Do you shag her a lot?” Cadence presses on.
    Marlee indicates no with a sway of her head, although, technically, she supposes, the truth of that