Dangerous Crush (Dangerous Noise 2)

Fuck, I'd do it right now.

My slow inhale does nothing to calm my racing heart. I want Kit, badly, but he knows that. I kissed him.

The ball is in his court now.

Damn, I'm staring at his gorgeous dark eyes like I'm thinking about kissing him again.

I am thinking about kissing him again.

I better say something. "Did you see Violet?" I motion to her standing by the side of the stage.

"That is Violet."

"I hope she sticks around. She's sweet but in a take no shit kind of way, you know. I wish I was better at convincing people I don't take shit."

"Nobody thinks you take shit."

Maybe. "She's the one

who taught me how to do makeup and find cute clothes."

"Really?" Kit raises a brow.

"I know she has better style than I do—"

"It's not that." He looks from Violet to me. "More that your style is really different."

It's true. She's a goth sexpot and I'm a college good girl. But at least I'm a cute college good girl. "She was like an older sister to me. She gives the best advice."

"I'll give you advice."

"You'll tell me what to do."

He moves closer. "She doesn't?"

"Not usually."

"Then I hope she sticks around." His lips curl into a smile. "I'm going to keep telling you what to do."

The tension is gone. It's like the kiss never happened. Or maybe like Kit wanted it to happen as badly as I did.

I move closer than I should. "I... If I go after acting, I want to be practical about it."

"Weren't you a waitress?"

I nod. I worked at a little cafe for about two years. I had to quit back in October, when it became clear I couldn't juggle school and work.

"You can wait tables while you go to auditions. Thousands of actors do it every day."

"Maybe."

"Is acting what lights you up inside?"

Yes. But I'm not ready to admit that to him. I can barely admit it to myself. "It's not a stable career path."

"Yes or no?"

I say nothing.