Lincoln

Son of a bitch.

I'd kissed her sister and nearly made her teeth bleed because I couldn't seem to get into the scene - then imagined myself kissing her, and it had been all rainbows and shit.

And now? Now I get to kiss her.

Well, at least I wouldn't have to act - nope that would be all Lincoln Greene.

In that moment, I wanted her to talk. I needed to hear her joke about kissing me. I needed the conversation before the kiss that set me at ...