Bod stopped pulling on her shorts to lift his arms so she could get his t-shirt up and off of him. That meant letting her go and not kissing her but he'd get back to that shortly.

"I was jealous of him," he breathed, reaching for another kiss. He hadn't wanted to be Zach but he'd wanted to be in Zach's position. His hands went back to her shorts, trying to pull them all the way off. "It should have been me there."