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It was exactly 8 PM when I got out of the house to go over to Max's place. The rain was pelting down hard, and I didn't have an umbrella, so I got drenched pretty badly.

His eyes widened in surprise when he pulled open the door and saw me standing there, all wet and shivering. “My goodness, Elaine,” he gasped, pulling me inside at once and holding me close, getting himself wet as well. “What's wrong with you? Why didn't you come with an umbrella?”

I wanted to tell him I didn't have one but he was already dragging me with him toward the stairs. “You naughty girl. Don't you care about yourself? Come on, let's get you cleaned up.”

“Wait — ” I clamped a hand on his wrist to stop him. He swiveled around, a look of relief crossing his face when I crashed my lips against his. Groaning, I locked my arms around his neck, shoving my tongue out to meet his. We savored each other's mouths, our lips moving in sync for a few minutes before I drew back for air. “I'm so sorry,” I blurted out honestly